This angrily old man was lying on the bed, but his eyes trembled suddenly, and then he opened slowly, glanced at the ceiling above his head blankly, and it took a long time to wake up.

　　 took a long breath, but felt a heart-piercing pain in his chest. He swears that even when he was shot in the arm by an arrow on the battlefield ten years ago, he never felt so painful.

　　 "Come on! Who is here! Come here!"

　　 The emperor’s voice was hoarse and weak. If a person on the Mo Shang heard it, he would never believe that this was the majesty the emperor who had a strong voice at the beginning.

　　 The voice echoed in the empty and luxurious room, and the echoes echoed endlessly here, and there was a sense of despair and loneliness.

Hearing the sound, the iron door of the room was opened with a creak, and a maid with a delicate face came in, but this maid had only a small part of her pupils on her eyeballs, and all the other parts were pale and emotionless. The white of her eyes, the appearance of such eyes on her delicate face seemed a little frightening, and if children saw it, they would be scared for a long time.

　　 "Your Majesty, do you have any instructions?" The white-eyed maid walked to the emperor's bed without expression and said in a voiceless voice.

　　 "Where is the queen? I want to see the queen! My chest hurts! Where is my court doctor Vatuer? I need him to treat me!" The emperor's face was slightly distorted, but his voice was weak and weak.

　　 "Sorry, your palace doctor has been executed by the Queen for poisoning you! Now Her Majesty Zhang is in the study to handle official duties for you! I will call the doctor who is now in charge of your health!"

　　 After speaking, he walked out of the room without waiting for the emperor to speak.

　　 "Come back! You get me back! I feel bad now! Why is there no one guarding me!" The emperor's weak voice echoed in the room, just like a dying beast uttering the last wailing.

After a while, a doctor carrying a large medicine box walked in from outside the room. The maid with white eyes looked at the haggard emperor and said, "Your Majesty, he is the doctor in charge of your current health! He will diagnose your condition! "

The doctor put down the medicine box, sat on the bed where the emperor was lying, and carefully observed his face. Without even using any medical equipment, he said: "Your Majesty still needs sleep and rest! Give your Majesty a drink and let him Let him take the red poppy cream I prescribed for him. Your Majesty needs a good night's sleep!"

Upon hearing this, the emperor’s eyes suddenly became horrified. The sharp eyes of the falcon had already become muddy, and he had been in a deep sleep for most of the past two years. He was extremely tired. And he was in a state of ignorance of the outside world with fear and sleep.

　　 As a founding emperor who had fought and exchanged the great empire, his control was very strong, and sleeping was obviously a situation beyond his control.

　　 "No! I don't want to eat red poppy frost! Where is Earl Weasley? I want to summon Lord Weasley! Where is Grand Duke Mabra? I want to see them!" The emperor's voice became stern.

　　 "They are all dealing with official business now, my majesty, they don't have time to see you!" The voice of the white-eyed maid became colder and colder, just like the ice in the northern winter.

　　 "How is it possible! They are all my vassals! My vassals! Isn't the official duties that they handle the official duties of my empire? Shouldn't they report to me, the emperor?"

　　 The emperor’s voice was hoarse like pulling a bellows, and his lungs kept making noise, as if he had exhausted all his energy to say these words.

　　 "Yes, your Majesty, you are the supreme Redka emperor, but your current physical condition is really too bad. We are worried that you will not be able to bear this kind of labor, so now it is the Queen that is taking care of it!"

　　 "Doctor! Give your majesty the medicine!" The maid with white eyes turned her eyes to the doctor, and said coldly.

"No! I don't want to take medicine! I order you! I order you not to approach me in the name of the emperor!" The emperor's voice gradually became horrified. His eyes widened and showed his eye sockets and stared at the front. Of physicians.

Looking at the white-eyed maid again, she shouted: "Get out of here! Come on! Who is here! Come on! Take her away! I want to see Earl Wesley! I want to see Mabu Grand Duke La! I want to see Grand Duke Mabra!"

　　 Hearing such a shout, the maid with white eyes couldn't help but feel a little flustered, and hurriedly pushed the doctor: "Hurry up! Give him the medicine!"

　　 "Your Majesty! Your illness is happening again! We must give you medicine!"

With that said, the white-eyed maid came to the emperor’s bed and broke off his jaw. The emperor desperately wanted to resist. If it were his body that had experienced the Southern and Northern Wars and countless wars, I’m afraid it would be able to kill with one hand. The maid picked it up, but now, after two years of lingering on the sickbed, his physical strength is not even as strong as that of the old man.

Regardless of the emperor's struggle, the white-eyed maid squeezed the emperor's chin, broke his mouth, and said to the doctor in a panic: "Hurry up! Give him the medicine! Our time is running out! Change! The people from the post are coming soon!"

　　 "Oh...oh!" The doctor nodded and hurriedly opened the small wooden bottle in his hand, and then poured the powdered medicine into the emperor's mouth~lightnovelpub.net~ ahem! Should...cough...dead! The emperor coughed desperately, and pointed at the two with his weakened fingers: "You!" I want to kill you guys! "

　　 "That will be after your recovery, please rest now! Your majesty!" The white-eyed maid let go of the emperor's head, swallowed and gasped.

　　 After she finished speaking, the emperor’s shouts gradually diminished, and his eyelids felt extremely heavy. The emperor desperately wanted to open his eyes, but it was still to no avail. The power of Red Poppy Frost was too great.

　　 Waiting until the emperor completely lost consciousness, the white-eyed maid assisted him with the doctor, restoring everything, wiped the sweat on her head and looked at the emperor lying on the bed with lingering fear.

　　 "Madam..." The doctor shivered and said, "We do this... Isn't it too dangerous?"

　　 "What's the danger?" Wiping the sweat from her head, the maid with white eyes was also lingering. The emperor's daily prestige was too much, even if he faced him for a while, he would feel extremely mental pressure.

　　 Now although he is injured and very sluggish, he is still alive, and no one will feel easy to do such a thing.

When leaving the room, this majestic house once again restored its former tranquility. There were several portraits of the ancestors of the Merland family on the walls. They seemed to be watching this outstanding but in crisis descendant on the bed, the room for a while. It was extremely silent.

　　 At the same time, Fort Morand in the north has completely started to get busy, and the day of the autumn harvest has arrived.