Chapter 540

Watching Zhang Han's expression was exceptionally complex.

Until Young Master Prince Fusu's figure slowly appeared at the door.

Prince Fusu crossed the threshold with fast steps and came before Made Ying Zheng.

"Father Emperor, how is your body?"

As soon as he entered, he did not look at anyone else but went straight to Made Ying Zheng.

When Made Ying Zheng noticed the anxiety in Young Master Prince Fusu's eyes, the expression on his face seemed to look a bit better.

"Why have you come?"

Made Ying Zheng asked casually.

"I heard that Father Emperor had called all the imperial physicians over, so I was somewhat worried about Father Emperor's physical condition."

Prince Fusu said honestly.

Upon hearing Young Master Prince Fusu's reply, Made Ying Zheng's gaze slowly dimmed.

Because when Hu Hai came earlier, it was also this answer.

Watching Zhang Han, beside him, had his heart lifted.

The exact same answer.

Could the two young masters really be in collusion with the people behind the scenes?

"Father Emperor, what exactly did the imperial physicians say?"

Prince Fusu was already worried about 15 Made Ying Zheng's body.

He hadn't seen the imperial physicians after being here for so long, so he looked around.

Subsequently, he saw two elderly imperial physicians by the wall.

"How exactly is Father Emperor's body?"

Prince Fusu looked straight at the two imperial physicians and asked.

Both of these imperial physicians were somewhat at a loss as to how to answer.

Although they had been called over by Made Ying Zheng, Made Ying Zheng had not let them check his physical condition.

So regarding Young Master Prince Fusu's question, both fell silent.

Seeing the silence of the two, Young Master Prince Fusu thought they were somewhat afraid to speak.

"At a time like this, what is there to be afraid to say?"

"Hurry and speak."

Prince Fusu urged anxiously.

Made Ying Zheng, beside him, felt his suspicion lighten somewhat when he saw Prince Fusu's performance.

"Alright."

"My body is perfectly fine."

Made Ying Zheng raised his hand to interrupt Prince Fusu's questioning.

Perhaps because he used too much force, Made Ying Zheng immediately began to cough violently.

Seeing this scene, Prince Fusu became flustered.

"Hurry and pour water."

While gently patting Made Ying Zheng's back, he urged the eunuch beside him to pour water immediately.

The little eunuch immediately poured a cup of hot tea from the teapot beside him and handed it to Made Ying Zheng.

Watching Zhang Han, seeing this scene, subconsciously wanted to stop it.

Earlier, when Young Master Hu Hai came, he had put something in the water.

Now that Young Master Prince Fusu had come, he also wanted His Majesty to drink tea.

Could it be that this poison relies on quantity to achieve a qualitative change?

If His Majesty drank another cup, would he die from the poison?

Countless conspiracy theories immediately appeared in Watching Zhang Han's heart.

Subsequently, the gaze he directed at Prince Fusu carried a few traces of coldness.

Made Ying Zheng's hand subconsciously paused when it touched the teacup.

He had not forgotten that Hu Hai's purpose in coming earlier was to make him drink the drugged tea.

Could it be that these two brothers had the same intention in coming tonight?

Thinking of this, Made Ying Zheng's entire gaze became deep.

He looked at Prince Fusu with a complex gaze.

And then, in front of Prince Fusu, he drank the cup of tea in one gulp.

Seeing that the Father Emperor had finally calmed his coughing, Prince Fusu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Does Father Emperor want another cup?"

Taking the teacup from Made Ying Zheng's hand, Prince Fusu subconsciously asked.

At this moment, Prince Fusu did not know at all that when he asked this, everyone fell into silence.

It seemed that Made Ying Zheng had been silent for too long, so Prince Fusu looked up at him in confusion.

"Leave it there."

At this moment, Made Ying Zheng's gaze carried a few traces of doubt.

If Prince Fusu really participated in the plan, then he was too good at acting.

"Who told you the news, coming over so late?"