Within the East Warm Pavilion of the Luoyi Imperial Palace in Great Zhou on the Primordial Continent, a bout of violent coughing suddenly rang out.
From the sound of it, the cougher was suffering terribly, and the maids and Internal Inspectorate attendants serving him were in utter disarray. Every one of them was cautious to the extreme, not even daring to make the slightest sound as they walked.
The emperor was ill. The Great Zhou's supreme sovereign was ill—this was no small matter.
"Blood! Blood!"
Amid the violent coughing, a young eunuch suddenly let out a shrill scream, throwing the maids and Internal Inspectorate attendants in the East Warm Pavilion into even greater panic. Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long's expression stiffened as he coughed even more violently, great mouthfuls of dark-red blood spraying forth.
Grand Supervisor of the Inner Palace Yu Chaoen, who had been standing nearby overseeing the attendants serving the vomiting emperor, darkened. He strode forward, clamped a hand around the screaming young eunuch's nape, and with a burst of force, instantly rendered him voiceless and limp.
With a flash, Yu Chaoen arrived at the entrance of the East Warm Pavilion. The doors opened soundlessly of their own accord, and Yu Chaoen directly threw the young eunuch in his hand outside.
"Take him away and melt him down!" At some point, the young eunuch's neck had already turned into a puddle of mush, his head dangling limply.
Only after dealing with the young eunuch who had lost his composure did Yu Chaoen hurriedly rush to Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long's side. He drove away the maid who was patting the emperor's back and personally began patting his back.
Yu Chaoen's exceedingly yin and gentle spiritual power made a circuit through Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long's body, gradually easing his violent coughing