American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Qi Shan felt Zhu Youxiao's weak body.

It was indeed too weak. Even just being attached to the other person's body, with a layer between them, Qi Shan could still faintly feel the pain coming from his lungs.

However, this little bit had no effect on Qi Shan's soul.

He controlled the Emperor's body and slowly sat up, but even this simple action caused cracking sounds to come from his waist, as if all the muscles in his body were concentrated in his abdomen to help the Emperor complete the action of sitting up.

A eunuch came forward and pulled open the bright yellow curtain.

The Empress rushed over with some excitement, grabbed the Emperor's hand, her lips trembling: "Your Majesty, you've finally woken up, your concubine…"

The Emperor raised his right hand, stopping the Empress from speaking, slightly moving the corner of his mouth, trying to show a smiling appearance, and weakly whispered: "The Empress's hard work, I know, I have remembered it in my heart."

A group of imperial physicians had long been kneeling on the ground, secretly and silently looking at the Emperor's face. One or two of them had strange expressions on their faces, their eyes occasionally glancing at Physician Zhang.

You brat, do you not want to live? You dare to get close to the Emperor's face. Judging by the Emperor's complexion, pale with a hint of purple bruising, and the cyan color on his forehead and earlobes, he is obviously still on the verge of death, just woken up forcefully for some reason.

This state is the exhaustion of the last bit of energy and strength. It's probably a final burst of vitality!

The physicians murmured in their hearts, but no one dared to say these words. Saying them would be a capital crime, with no merit but only fault!

Physician Zhang, being an experienced old hand, had already buried his head on the floor at this time, not daring to raise it at all.

The Empress was about to arrange for the physicians to take the Emperor's pulse, but the Emperor tremblingly raised his right hand and weakly said: "Forget it, I know my body better than anyone. It has been weak for years. This time, falling into the lake and being chilled by the cold water, the cold air is seeping out of my bones."

"Alright, alright, I'm too depressed, and I've been working hard for several days. I'm afraid many people haven't closed their eyes for several nights. Disperse, disperse. I will reward you according to your merits later!"

The physicians looked at each other, no one taking the lead. In addition, although the Emperor was weak, he still looked at them intentionally or unintentionally. At this time, there was no way to refuse, and they could only helplessly agree.

A few people with ulterior motives sighed in their hearts, but the eyes of most of the physicians revealed a hint of joy.

The Emperor's condition was obviously wrong, and he could pass out at any time. If he kicked his legs and rolled his eyes, dying directly in front of them, the physicians would not be able to live.

Now, leaving the Hall of Mental Cultivation early meant that the Emperor's death or survival had little to do with them. Perhaps they would be affected, but it would definitely not lead to beheading and dismissal.

They had climbed to the Imperial Hospital after a lifetime of hard work. No one wanted to lose their head for no reason, and they were still waiting to bring honor to their ancestors and glorify their family.

The physicians withdrew, and the Hall of Mental Cultivation became much quieter.

The Empress personally served the Emperor, placing two soft pillows behind his waist to let him lean against the wall.

The Emperor gasped for breath, seemingly recovering his strength. After a long while, he slowly opened his mouth again and said: "Convey my decree, summon Qi Shan, the Chief of the Southern District of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, to the palace to see me. Now that it has come to this, some things should be done!"

An old eunuch stepped forward quickly, bowed, and, seeing the Emperor nod slightly, knelt on the ground, kowtowed, got up, turned around, and left, without saying a word throughout the entire process.

The palace maids and eunuchs standing guard around were surprised, but they did not dare to show any surprise on their faces. The Empress also looked a little unclear, but she always felt a bad premonition.

"Your Majesty…"

"Empress, there is no need to say more. This case must be investigated, whether we want to or not. It is not appropriate to hand it over to the Eastern Depot and the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

The fact that I encountered such an accident in the imperial palace shows that the personnel within the Eastern Depot and the Embroidered Uniform Guard are no longer trustworthy. At the very least, they now have fatal loopholes, so I must start a backup plan to ensure our safety first!"

The hall quickly returned to silence, and the surrounding eunuchs and palace maids were also dismissed by the Emperor. Apart from the guards secretly guarding here, there was no one else.

The hall was extremely quiet, like a cold graveyard.

After half an hour, a series of rapid footsteps came from outside. The old eunuch ran in panting, respectfully saluting the Emperor.

"Your Majesty, Chief Qi Shan of the Southern District of the Embroidered Uniform Guard is waiting outside."

"Bring him in now! All complicated etiquette is waived. I have important matters to discuss with him! Tell the people below to be clever and not let anyone eavesdrop!"

The Emperor's voice was calm, but it scared the old eunuch into a cold sweat. What did His Majesty want to do?

The incident of His Majesty falling into the lake while playing a few days ago flashed through his mind, his eyes suddenly widened, and his teeth were about to chatter.

Bypassing the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard and giving the order to the Chief of the Southern District, His Majesty was going to make a big deal out of this!

He trembled in his heart, but on the surface, he respectfully accepted the order, trotted out of the hall, and led Qi Shan in.

Finally meeting the highest authority, although they had the Heart Lock, some acting still had to be done in a feudal society. Don't think that there were only guards with tight lips in the hall now, but those powerful nobles and eunuchs could still infer what the Emperor had said to Qi Shan that day from clues.

To prevent accidents, Qi Shan also decided to finish this act.

The Embroidered Uniform Guard was the Emperor's personal army, so they had to be slightly closer in terms of affiliation.

After Qi Shan entered the door, he was about to pay his respects, but the Emperor waved his hand: "The etiquette is waived. Qi Shan, I didn't expect things to develop to this point. They are really so bold!

This case must be thoroughly investigated. No matter who we encounter, no matter what obstacles there are, I, with my power of unilateral decision-making, have a simple request: find out the truth of the matter. I want to know who the real culprit is!"

The words spread out, and the hidden guards felt their legs weaken. The Emperor was going to start a massacre.

This was terrible. A bloody storm was about to be stirred up in the capital again.

Qi Shan was expressionless, neither happy nor excited. He just gave a faint salute, and without even saying a word to the Emperor, he turned around and left.