Joy of Life: Starting by clinging to the eldest princess's coattails!

When Wu Feng came out of Qingyutang, it was still early.

Ling Shuang appeared silently beside him and whispered:

"The person who was following you tried to approach after you entered Qingyutang, but I stopped him, and he left in the end."

"Hmm." Wu Feng nodded, showing no surprise.

Fan Jian is a fairly composed person in other matters, but he loses his rationality whenever Ye Qingmei is involved.

Chen Pingping, Ye Songnian, and others probably understood Fan Jian's personality, which is why they didn't tell him anything.

Wu Feng raised his head and looked in the direction of the palace.

More than a month ago, he used the "Star Shift" technique to move Ye Qingmei's body in front of Emperor Qing.

This incident must have had a significant impact on Emperor Qing's mental state.

To cultivate domineering true qi and reach the Grandmaster realm, one must go through four steps.

Emperor Qing should now be in the second stage, which is the stage of the pulseless abyss.

With Emperor Qing's extreme patience and perseverance, he would have absolutely no problem over this hurdle.

The third stage is reshaping, which is the transition from the hegemonic path to the benevolent path.

This stage requires gathering true qi from the five internal organs, flesh and blood. Without meridians or channels, true qi can accumulate infinitely, breaking through the limits of the human body.

This level shouldn't be too difficult.

However, Wu Feng didn't think he could get through the fourth step.

The fourth step requires the mastery of the Kingly True Qi.

Given the extent of his fear of Ye Qingmei, coupled with the mysterious disappearance of Ye Qingmei's corpse from his sight, he certainly hasn't fully grasped the path of the kingly way.

Therefore, he will never become the most powerful Grandmaster like in the original story.

His strength will definitely be greatly reduced at that time, and he may not even become a grandmaster, but only a pseudo-grandmaster.

Thinking about this made Wu Feng very happy.

I just don't know when that old cunning bastard will wake up.

Chang Le Palace is now heavily guarded, with only entry and no exit allowed. There is more than one ninth-rank guard, and even Li Yunrui can't get in now.

It's too difficult to find out about Emperor Qing's situation.

"Let's go, take a walk in the streets, and then go back to the palace," Wu Feng said as he walked towards the banks of the Liujing River.

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At this time, in Chang Le Palace.

Emperor Qing slowly opened his eyes.

He lay on the dragon bed, and his first feeling was that his body was light and airy, as if it had no weight.

He woke up.

A look of disbelief flashed in Emperor Qing's eyes.

He clearly remembered that his meridians were completely shattered, and even when he was unconscious, the pain felt like his body was being torn apart.

But now... he's actually awake?

"emperor!"

The Empress Dowager's voice rang in my ears, choked with sobs.

Emperor Qing turned his head and saw the Empress Dowager sitting by the bed, her eyes red and her face streaked with tears.

Hong Sixiang and the two ninth-rank masters guarding the place were also shocked.

His Majesty's meridians are completely shattered; they've never seen anyone survive with all their meridians shattered.

However, His Majesty only remained in a coma for a little over a month before waking up.

"Your Majesty, you're finally awake. How are you feeling?" The Empress Dowager wiped away her tears and sat down by the bed to ask.

Emperor Qing examined his own body.

It's a very strange feeling.

My body felt empty, as if it had been hollowed out, but at the same time, I felt incredibly comfortable and light.

"Mother, rest assured," Emperor Qing said, his voice slightly hoarse, "I... will not die."

"It's good that he's alright, it's good that he's alright." After saying that, the Empress Dowager looked at Hong Sixiang, "Have the imperial physician come in and examine His Majesty."

Hong Sixiang snapped out of his shock, bowed, and said, "This old servant understands."

He strode out and let the two imperial physicians who were waiting outside come in.

When they saw that Emperor Qing had woken up, the two imperial physicians were also extremely shocked.

After the two knelt down and paid their respects, they stepped forward to take Emperor Qing's pulse.

But when they placed their fingers on Emperor Qing's pulse, the two were shocked once again.

His Majesty... has no pulse!

The two looked at each other and saw horror in each other's eyes.

One of them switched to the other hand, carefully feeling the sensation...

still none.

The Empress Dowager's face gradually darkened.

"How is His Majesty?" the Empress Dowager asked.

Two imperial physicians knelt down with a thud, trembling all over. One of them said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, we...we could not feel His Majesty's pulse..."

"What do you mean?!" The Empress Dowager's voice turned cold.

The emperor had already woken up, yet these two imperial physicians said he had no pulse. Were they cursing the emperor to die?

Another imperial physician said in a trembling voice, "Empress Dowager... Your Majesty, it seems there really is no pulse..."

The Empress Dowager's face turned completely cold, and anger flashed in her eyes.

She was about to get angry...

"Mother."

Emperor Qing's voice rang out, calm yet tinged with weariness.

"I think I know what happened," Emperor Qing said. "Mother, don't blame them. My condition is... a bit special. Imperial physician, please leave."

"Your Majesty, I take my leave!" The two imperial physicians, as if granted a pardon, hurriedly kowtowed and practically scrambled out of the room.

The Empress Dowager looked at Emperor Qing, her eyes filled with worry: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you..."

"It's alright." Emperor Qing gently shook his head. "Mother, tell me, what happened while I was unconscious these past few days?"

The Empress Dowager took a deep breath to calm herself before addressing the most important matters.

Prince Jing and Li Yunrui became regents. Li Yunrui took control of the three major workshops and Qingyutang. The Ming family of Suzhou was raided, and the sales rights of the three major workshops were auctioned off…

Emperor Qing listened quietly, his face expressionless.

"Li Yunrui didn't mobilize the army?" Emperor Qing suddenly asked, a hint of surprise flashing across his face.

"No," the Empress Dowager said. "She only dealt with the three major workshops and Qingyutang, as well as the Ming family in Suzhou. She didn't touch the military."

"At least she knows what's good for her," Emperor Qing said calmly, his tone unreadable, neither praising nor otherwise.

At this moment, Hong Sixiang entered with several maids.

The maids carried warm water and clean clothes, and tiptoed to the bedside.

Several maids were all dressed in matching white palace gowns.

As they approached, the white figures instantly caught Emperor Qing's attention.

Emperor Qing suddenly looked at the maids dressed in white, his face filled with fear, his breathing became rapid, and his eyes widened.

In a daze, he seemed to see Ye Qingmei!

That white robe, that figure...

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" The Empress Dowager asked hurriedly when she saw that Emperor Qing was acting strangely.

Hong Sixiang and the two ninth-rank officials were also puzzled. Why did His Majesty suddenly react this way?

The maids, thinking they had done something wrong, immediately knelt down, their voices trembling with tears: "Your Majesty, please spare our lives! Empress Dowager, please spare our lives!"

Emperor Qing slowly came to his senses, blinked, and then saw clearly.

These women in white are just palace maids, ordinary palace maids of Chang Le Palace.

It wasn't Ye Qingmei.

At this moment, Emperor Qing's face turned very ugly, so gloomy it could drip water.

He, an emperor, actually displayed such a disgraceful behavior in front of a few palace maids!