I insist

Chapter 289: The Old Eunuch

Song Miqiu frowned as she placed her slender hand on the old eunuch's pulse.

Yu Huailin asked worriedly, "How is it?"

Seeing Yu Huailin's nervous expression, Song Miqiu asked curiously, "Who is he?"

Yu Huailin quickly changed his expression and made up an excuse.

"When I was visiting the imperial tombs, I saw this old eunuch excitedly grabbing my arm, and then I fainted."

Seeing that Yu Huailin was not telling the truth and did not expose him, Song Miqiu stopped asking questions because he was unwilling to talk about it.

Song Miqiu lifted the old eunuch's eyelids to take a look.

"It's nothing, I just have something on my mind. I'm getting old, and it's all weighing on my mind. I'm also a bit malnourished."

Seeing that Song Miqiu didn't ask any more questions, Yu Huailin looked at Song Miqiu gratefully. Some things were too complicated for him to explain in a few words.

"Thanks……"

"It's alright. Everyone who is sick is treated the same by the doctor."

Song Miqiu got up, walked to the table, and picked up a pen to write a prescription.

"Following this prescription, you can recover quickly!"

Yu Huailin took the prescription and hurriedly left.

The old eunuch lay there for a long time before slowly opening his eyes. What came into view was an old woman. He looked around but did not see Yu Huailin, and was somewhat disappointed.

Seeing the old eunuch's eyes searching around, Song Miqiu asked, "Are you looking for the young master who brought you here?"

When the old eunuch saw that Song Miqiu knew Yu Huailin, he immediately perked up and grabbed Song Miqiu tightly with both hands.

"What is the surname of that young master? Does he have any family members?"

Seeing the old eunuch so agitated, Song Miqiu recalled Yu Huailin's unwilling expression earlier.

Song Miqiu didn't know what Yu Huailin and the old eunuch had said, so he tried to find an excuse to brush it off.

"That's his business. You can ask him yourself when you're ready."

Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of Song Miqiu, the old eunuch wisely refrained from asking any more questions.

Song Miqiu brought the freshly brewed medicine to the old eunuch, who drank it down without hesitation. The taste of the medicine made the old eunuch frown.

The old eunuch drank the medicine, lay down wearily, and fell asleep.

Song Miqiu opened the door and saw Yu Huailin waiting at the door, holding a pile of tonics.

"How is he!" Yu Huailin saw through the crack in the door that the old eunuch had fallen asleep, and he felt relieved.

"It's alright now!"

Yu Huailin handed the tonic to Song Miqiu.

"Give him some extra nourishment; he's getting old and his health isn't good." Although Yu Huailin's expression concealed his true feelings, his tone and actions clearly showed his concern for the old eunuch.

Song Miqiu took the tonic and said quietly, "He just woke up and asked about you."

Yu Huailin felt somewhat uneasy.

"No, I didn't say anything, I just told him to ask you himself."

Yu Huailin was filled with gratitude; Song Miqiu understood him so well.

"Miqiu, thank you!"

Do we still need to say thank you to each other?

Upon hearing Song Miqiu's words, Yu Huailin smiled knowingly.

Although Song Miqiu really wanted to know what the relationship was between the old eunuch and Yu Huailin, Yu Huailin was unwilling to talk about it, so she would only tell him when he was willing to.

Yu Huailin felt somewhat guilty, but his own situation was far too complicated.

Royal Palace

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty...please go and see the Empress!" The old woman shouted hoarsely at the entrance of the Imperial Study.

The head eunuch at the door walked up to the old woman with a troubled expression.

"Granny, please stop making things difficult for me. If you keep shouting at the door and the Emperor blames you, I'll be the one who suffers. We all work in the palace, so please stop making things difficult for me!"

The old woman didn't care whether the eunuch lived or died, and she didn't even look at him. The eunuch saw that the old woman ignored him, and he didn't dare to get angry, after all, she was the Empress Dowager's person.

The emperor was reviewing memorials with a pen in hand, and the sound of the maidservant at the door only added to his irritation.

"What's going on? Is my Imperial Study a place where you can just shout and yell as you please?"

The eunuch beside him quickly said, "Your Majesty, the eunuch at the door is the Empress Dowager's personal maid. We certainly cannot afford to offend the eunuchs at the door."

The Emperor's dignified expression.

"If you're afraid of a mere nanny like her, then you all from the Imperial Study might as well go and serve the Empress Dowager. Are you my servants or the Empress Dowager's servants?"

The eunuch realized he had misspoke and quickly kowtowed, saying, "Your Majesty, this servant has broken his promise. Please forgive me."

"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager is very ill. Please go and see her!" the nanny said, her voice trembling with tears.

The Emperor was still resentful about how the two of them had treated him like a fool last time, and he had no desire to see the Empress Dowager.

Unexpectedly, just a few days later, the Empress Dowager fell ill.

For a moment, the feelings in my heart were indescribable.

After thinking for a moment, the emperor closed the memorial in his hand.

"what happened?"

"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager has been unwell these past few days, and as a result..."

The Emperor frowned, somewhat moved.

"How is the Empress Dowager?"

When the old woman saw a pair of shoes embroidered with dragon patterns appear before her, she stood up and cried uncontrollably, saying, "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager has been so ill these past few days that she can't get out of bed and keeps asking to see Your Majesty."

The Emperor walked straight to Cining Palace, with the nannies following behind him.

Cining Palace Sleeping Hall

The Empress Dowager's face was pale, her lips were bloodless, her breathing was weak, and her whole body was leaning against the headboard with one hand hanging down by the bedside.

"Cough cough..."

The Empress Dowager's weak cough made her body tremble.

"Empress Dowager, Empress Dowager, the Emperor has arrived..."

The old woman's voice arrived before she did.

The Empress Dowager was so excited that she tried to get out of bed, but she had no strength left and sat back down heavily, her eyes fixed on the doorway.

When the Emperor entered the Empress Dowager's bedchamber and saw how seriously ill she was, a wave of heartache washed over him.

"emperor……"

The Empress Dowager managed to utter two words.

The Emperor hurriedly went to the Empress Dowager's bedside.

"How can you be so careless with your health? You're so sick! Where is the imperial physician? Didn't you call one to see you?"

"We have consulted the imperial physician, but he said it was a heart ailment."

The old woman answered the Emperor with a solemn expression.

"What are you thinking, so depressed? I'm just putting you under house arrest for three months, not keeping you there forever."

Seeing how heavy the Empress Dowager's body was, the Emperor felt guilty and softened his tone.

"I don't blame the Emperor, it's just that my body is failing me."

The Empress Dowager, with her frail body, weakly placed her hand on the Emperor's palm.

The Emperor said earnestly, "Focus on getting well first."

The Empress Dowager felt a warmth in her heart when she saw that the Emperor cared about her.

I thought the Emperor would never be willing to see me again.

As the Empress Dowager spoke, tears streamed down her face like pearls from a broken string.

The Emperor felt a pang of heartache upon seeing this. He gently wiped the Empress Dowager's cheek with his fingers and said, "Don't worry about anything. Just focus on getting better and don't fret about anything else."

The Empress Dowager nodded.