"You, you…!" Huo Yuntian was so frightened that his face turned pale. He couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time. In the end, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
"Pass down the order that His Majesty is unwell. Let the doctors come to the palace to attend to his illness." After Huo Junhan said this, he turned around and left.
Soon, everything that happened in the Noble Consort's palace spread out of the palace.
The few kings, including Huo Zhao, didn't dare to be careless and rushed to Yangxin Hall.
When Huo Zhao saw Huo Yuntian lying on the bed, as weak as if he had lost half his life, he could hardly believe his eyes. "Father, why are you so weak!"
Huo Yuntian's eyes were gloomy. He lay on the dragon couch and said, "I'm fine. There's no need for you to attend to my illness. Today's matter is over. Go back."
