"The eunuch by your side …" Wei Shuge smiled meaningfully.

Zhao Jing's eyes suddenly widened. Zhao Yuannan!

Over the next two days, Zhao Jing didn't see Zhao Yuannan's whereabouts. Wei Shuge told him that Zhao Yuannan had gone to the inner court disciple's office. Zhao Jing didn't dare to inquire as to what exactly he was going to do with the inner court disciple. He didn't want to get caught in the ears of Zhao YuanNan!

Zhao Yuannan had the hatred of exterminating his entire clan on his back. Zhao Jing had reason to believe that he would do something stupid!

"Tomorrow is winter!" Wei Shuge reminded him.

"The Ministry of Rites said that dumplings should be given as gifts for the winter!" Zhao Jing clutched at his heart, looking somewhat uncomfortable. "Is the imperial kitchens all prepared?"

"Yes sir!" Wei Shuge nodded. "Then your majesty …"

"Zhao Yuannan was sure that I wouldn't send anyone to find him. He was always avoiding me." Zhao Jing took a deep breath and the pain lessened. "I can't let him do something stupid!" If there's really something, I hope that Sister Shuge can help me! "

There were some small sounds coming from the roof tiles. Wei Shuge signaled for Zhao Jing to stay silent and then opened the door to take a look. He turned around and smiled at Zhao Jing. "The snowstorm has been blowing for the past two days. In the end, it's still snowing." She turned up the fire in the room.

Zhao Jing was afraid of the cold!

At this moment, Zhao Jing's face became extremely pale. "Go and prepare a bucket of cold water for me."

The singer paused for a moment. "Cold water? "What for?"

"Go!" Zhao Jing didn't explain. Instead, he walked over to the stove with a dark face and extended his ice-cold hand to feel the warmth of the burning embers.

Wei Shuge ran a bucket of cold water back to the sleeping quarters and carefully closed the doors. "Your majesty, what are you doing with this cold water?"

Zhao Jing lowered his eyes and thoughtfully stared at the flickering candle flame. "Naturally …" "Help!"

Wei Shuge had never expected that Zhao Jing would be so tenacious. Even Wei Shuge did not dare to pour cold water on him in the dead of winter. However, Zhao Jing was still alright. A bucket of cold water was poured over his head, completely soaking him in water. That night, Zhao Jing had a high fever, and his entire body was in a daze.

The next morning, before dawn, news had arrived from the East that the imperial physicians had all been invited to the Palace during the second half of the night. His heart turned cold, he turned to look at Gan Tang who had just left the palace to deliver the news, "Why is it like this?"

Gan Tang hastily bowed, "The amount is as per this lord's instructions, I am definitely not good at making decisions! Please do your best to observe! "

Hearing this, Dongfang Wenming frowned. If there was no problem with the quantity, then what was the problem? Logically speaking, it was impossible for something like this to happen. How could it be possible …? It became this serious all of a sudden? That's not right! That's not right!

With a cold expression, Dongfang Wenming entered the palace and headed towards the Imperial Hospital.

Zhou Zhizhi grabbed the hospital's head, Cui Nanshan, and pulled him out from under the blanket. He threw him right in front of Dongfang Wenming, "Master, they're here!"

Dongfang Wenming stood with his hands behind his back. His tall body was facing the window, and the dark blue robe reflected the light. It was getting darker and darker. When he looked back, the gloominess that had settled on his face was clearly visible. "What happened to the Emperor last night?"

Hearing this, Cui Nanshan finally understood. He sat cross-legged on the ground and gave a hollow laugh as he looked at the man standing above him, "The old man was dreaming when he suddenly had his sorghum disturbed. He didn't believe me and came to find me to settle the score?"

"I'm asking you a question!" Zhou Zhizhi panicked.

"Young people are so anxious. Aren't you afraid that you'll scare away your daughter-in-law and beat her bachelor in the future?" Cui Nanshan harrumphed, "If it weren't for the fact that I owe you a favor back then, I wouldn't have been trapped in this palace and humiliated myself!" After saying that, he slowly got up from the ground. "There's no problem with the medicine. The one with problem is the little emperor!"

Dongfang Wenming suddenly narrowed his dangerous eyes, and a frightening coldness burst out from between the slits of his mischievous eyes. "Is there a problem with the Emperor?!"