In Chapter 281, the old emperor, dressed in casual clothes, sat in the living room of the general's mansion, frowning over his tea. It's been five days. Don't say it's getting better. There's no sign of waking up. The eunuch in the palace has been sent to enquire again and again. Every time he brings back the news, it's "slight balderdash, I should wake up soon".

I couldn't wait any longer, so I came to see for myself: "still not wake up?"

"well," Shen lingsong replied, "songer has asked Qingyi. It's OK for Qingyi to speak."

"Qingyi, it's that Qingyi again." the old emperor angrily scolded, "why do you believe...