Qian Renxue strode into Xue Ye's bedchamber. Upon seeing her, the maids quickly moved aside, and she made her way unobstructed to the door of Xue Ye's room.
"Cough, cough... Cough, cough, cough..."
Before Qian Renxue could push open the door, she already heard Xue Ye's violent coughing and ragged breathing.
"Your Majesty, it's time for your medicine."
"I won't drink it! I won't! Get out! You're all trying to harm me! Get out!"
This was followed by cries of alarm and the sound of a medicine bowl being smashed. Qian Renxue paused as she pushed the door, understanding flashing across her face. Xue Ye's obsession with fearing death had now reached its extreme.
He either beat or berated the palace maids at his side, to the point of becoming paranoid.
Though he truly was being harmed. It was just that the one harming him was not someone else, but Qian Renxue.
The door was pushed open, and Qian Renxue staggered back a few steps, her gaze turning cold.
The maid who stumbled out took one look at the person before her, and her pupils abruptly contracted. Her legs went limp, and she instantly dropped to her knees.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince, I accidentally offended you. Please forgive me."
A chill appeared in Qian Renxue's eyes, only to vanish in an instant. It was not directed at the maid, but at Xue Ye.
She spoke softly to the kneeling maid.
"Leave. Be more careful next time."
Qian Renxue slowly entered Xue Ye's bedchamber. The aged Xue Ye was coughing violently as he lay on the dragon bed, his face pale.
If Yun Chen had been here, he would certainly have been surprised. The last time he had seen Xue Ye, the emperor had looked somewhat aged, but his hair