Whether dead or alive, or as some people say, playing possum, I have to go in.

  Xier is the prince, he is the kings son, and not a common official who can be dealt with. At this time, even if Chen Lin draws his sword, it is only to protect the safety of the officials family. Even if Xier were to pretend to be dead and give him more courage, Chen Lin still cannot take action against the prince.

  Xī érs companion is no more, and the imperial family is also like this... Zhu Zai Ren cannot bear the pain of losing his child, and has not gotten out of bed for many days. Now there is only the Empress herself.

  "Miss, I can go in."

  Empress Cao was just about to step forward when she saw an imperial attendant come up... He looked like he was twelve or thirteen years old, and yet unlike the other servants, he wasnt trembling with fear; instead, his face was set in determination.

  Empress Cao looked at Old Chen Lin instead, this little eunuch was unfamiliar to her, and she needed Chen Lin, the overall manager of the inner court, to make a decision.

  "Returning to the princess, it can be used."

  Chen Lin is the most suitable person to go in, but he needs to accompany Your Majesty.

  "You come with me."

  Zhao Xi roughly had a plan now. He is now Zhao Xi, or rather the composite of two Zhao Xis, an adult over forty years old after a thousand years, paired with the body of a three-year-old child.

  He couldnt tell whether he was alive or not, or who exactly was alive. Was it Prince E of the imperial family, Zhao Xie, or the military-turned-town mayor Zhao Xie?

  Listening to the voices outside, Zhao Xi didnt stop thinking about his situation. From now on, its likely that he will survive as Prince E of Zhao, even if he isnt the real Prince E of Zhao.

  "Xī ér..."

  It seems that it was just the ignorance of the lower people, speaking nonsense. After Empress Cao entered the house, she saw Xier still lying on the bed and had not gotten up, let alone descended to the ground, where did the rumor of pretending to be a corpse come from?

  "Mother, Im fine, just a little hungry."

  Zhao Xi also found it strange that he called out so smoothly, as if it was meant to be, and when he saw this woman in her thirties, he naturally shouted out loud.

  "Xier, you... have you recovered?"

  Empress Cao was a bit skeptical, but she clearly heard Xiers response. Although her energy was insufficient, it was indeed Xiers voice.

  Yesterday was already on the verge of death, and the imperial doctors were powerless to save him. The officials had already arranged for the funeral and entrusted the central government to decide on a posthumous title for Xier. But today, what I saw was that Xier was so clear-headed, not at all like someone who was dying repeatedly, and even the original aura of death had disappeared.

  "Mother, Im hungry."

  When Zhao Xi spoke again, Empress Cao finally approached the bed... She needed to confirm and then let the officials know.

  Empress Cao stared at Zhao Xi and cautiously reached out to touch his forehead, then slid her hand down to hold his hand...

  "Your Excellency, Xier has recovered! Xier is better now!"

  Zhao Zhen kept listening to the sounds in the house and instructed Chen Lin to enter at any time to ensure the empresss safety.

  When he heard Zhao Xi shout out "mother", he was about to go in. But was still blocked by Old Chen Lin.

  No one could understand Zhao Zhens feelings at this moment, he himself seemed to hear his own heartbeat, thumping and thumping, unable to stop, as if it would jump out the next moment...

  At this time he was nervous, hoping that what he heard was true, and worried that it was just his own obsession causing auditory hallucinations.

  This time its definitely right.

  Zhao Zhen hastily pulled open Chen Lin and rushed into the Qifu Palace...

  "Xī ér..."

  "Daddy... Im hungry."

  "Hurry up and prepare food for King E!"

  "Your Majesty, Xier has just recovered from a long illness and cannot eat freely yet. Its best to have the imperial physician examine her."

  Empress Cao could understand the excitement of her husband, and just now, she was also confused by this surprise. Let alone His Majesty, who had lost two sons in a row and was repeatedly asked to adopt his nephew as the crown prince.

  "The words of the saint are indeed true! Pass on the imperial physician..."

  This time it was not just the emperor and empress who were shocked, but the entire imperial palace.

  One by one, all the concubines who were enough to squeeze in had entered the Qifu Palace, including Zhao Xis birth mother, Zhu Cairen.

  Looking at Zhu Cairens smile with tears, Zhao Xi knew that this should be her own mother, and among the large group of women who came in, only her emotions were the most sincere.

  And others, mostly a mix of sadness and envy... Huh? Theres even resentment and viciousness!

  Zhao Xi suddenly came to his senses, this is the imperial palace!

  At that time, because of his own name, he specially looked up his current old father the emperor. He had no children throughout his life and finally had to be forced to give the throne to his cousins family.

  Later generations called him Renzong, and he was known for his benevolence. It is said that he was tolerant, but when Zhao Xie read about it later, he felt that "repressed" fit his old mans life better.

  Yu had three sons, all of whom died young. As for the fact that he had no children to inherit his throne, it is speculated that this was also caused by palace struggles.

  It seems possible now.

  Although each of them pretended to be delighted, for Zhao Xi, such an old fox, their performance was still not good enough.

  Alas! With this three-year-old body, to live safely, its really necessary to be cautious, at least not to be harmed by others and lose face.

  "Returning to the official residence, the prince had already recovered and only needed to rest and recover. His diet should consist of warm and nourishing congee, with meat added at appropriate times. Within a short period of time, the prince would be fully restored to health."

  Although the imperial physician was puzzled by the strange recovery of the king, he still made a diagnosis based on his examination and gave a true verdict on the body of King E.

  Its quite embarrassing to say, the other day I said that Wang Ye was very ill and couldnt get through the night, but today I have to say that he has recovered, a difference of two days, with conclusions that are worlds apart, Im too ashamed to face the officials.

  Zhao Zhen didnt have the leisure to evaluate his medical skills, and with a single sentence of praise, he dismissed the imperial physician. Now he needed to arrange for Xiers meals.

  ……

  In just two days, Zhao Xi was able to get out of bed, although he looked a bit weak, this had already shocked everyone.

  "Your Majesty, its time for dinner."

  Its that routine again. First, an older eunuch used a silver needle to probe the porcelain bowl... The small bowl looks pretty good.

  Then that eunuch in his teens... Huh? Theyve changed people today.

  Whatever, anyway cant control ones own life.

  Its been a while, I reckon the porridge is almost cold. I reckon this is the time for the poison to take effect.

  "Your Highness, this is the glutinous rice honey porridge sent by Concubine Zhang. Its something youve always loved to drink."

  Huh? Zhang Xianfei? Zhao Xi remembered that it was a woman with resentment in her eyes.

  "Your Highness, the wise and virtuous queen mother remembers that this glutinous rice honey porridge is a great tonic. Seeing that Your Highnesss energy is waning, I have carefully cooked this glutinous rice honey porridge to ensure your well-being."

  Today I changed to this one, its quite white and loud, I dont know if the words are memorized or pretending to be a scholar, listening to it vaguely, it doesnt sound awkward, roughly understanding the meaning.

  It means that Empress Xiao has a kind heart, always caring about you and sending over nourishing soup at the right time. Just drink it quickly!

  The porridge is already at the tip of my tongue... wait a minute! Honey? Isnt honey supposed to cause infantile diarrhea?

  Zhao Xi seemed to have heard someone mention it before. This time, he himself was in danger of his life due to dysentery. This is the Great Song Dynasty, not a later era, where dysentery can take lives!

  Zhao Xi didnt know whether he should directly flip over the small bowl or what! Whats going on, are we playing now?