shock!The princess kicked over the prince's wheelchair

Chapter 463 It’s up to you to judge
"What, got lost?"

Emperor Shuncheng had already gone to bed, but the news of the leakage of the ruined palace still reached him.

"Is it the palace of the Guan Yu family? Is it clear what the reason is?"

"This...I heard that Princess Yan was afraid of the dark and wanted to bring the candle closer to the bed, but she accidentally lit the bed sheets. She tried to put out the fire herself, but failed. The fire grew bigger and bigger. Alarmed the Imperial Army."

Li Quanfu knelt three feet away from the dragon bed and reported all the causes and consequences he knew.

Emperor Shuncheng's face was not very pretty to begin with.

After hearing this, he became even more gloomy and almost shed tears.

"Ridiculous! Trash!"

He didn't know who he was scolding in these two sentences.

Li Quanfu, who was kneeling on the ground, shrank his shoulders.

He didn't dare to speak.

But without him saying anything, he heard Emperor Shuncheng speak angrily again, "How can she take care of Xiao Tuan when she can't do anything?! How stupid!"

“The saint calms down his anger, the saint calms down his anger.”

Li Quanfu was busy trying to comfort him.

He was also very helpless.

He used to think that Princess Yan was a smart person, but at this time, she should put her tail between her legs and avoid making the Holy Emperor angry again.

Not only was she unsettled, but she also made such a big fuss and angered the Holy One. She didn't know what kind of punishment she would receive if she turned around.

He couldn't persuade him anymore.

But seeing that Emperor Shuncheng was so angry, he couldn't do anything, so he hurriedly went to the side hall to invite Han Qinglan and asked him to show it to the saint.

Han Qinglan came quickly.

He didn't even change his clothes, he was still in the same outfit as in the morning.

When he arrived at Emperor Shuncheng's chamber, he half-knelt beside the bed and asked Emperor Shuncheng for his pulse.Emperor Shuncheng was so angry just now that he couldn't stop coughing now.

Han Qinglan checked for his pulse for a moment, then let go of his hand and said in a calm voice: "A saint should know the condition of his body and should not get angry so easily."

He persuaded softly.

Just like countless times before.

"Of course I know, but these children now... ahem, these children always make people worry. In the end, it's all your fault."

"Qinglan is scared. When the master ordered his ministers to enter the palace, it was just to take good care of the saint. There is no hard work." He lowered his head.

"Oh, I'm old and useless. Everyone is coveting this so-called supreme position, but no one understands that this position is not easy to sit on."

Emperor Shuncheng coughed and complained.

There was incense burning in the bedroom, and there was a faint candlelight, which shone on his face full of grooves.

He is no longer young.

The body is dying.

Just like those old men said, some things need to be planned early.

But now, each of these is more useless than the last. He wants to plan, but how can he plan?
"Saint, thinking and worrying are the most harmful to the body. The saint's body still needs to be recuperated, so he will not be prone to anger and excessive worry." Han Qinglan advised.

In front of Emperor Shuncheng, his temperament also calmed down a lot.

He didn't say much about the issue that Emperor Shuncheng mentioned just now.

But the other party seemed to know something, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I heard that you have a good relationship with the girl from Prince Yan's Mansion. This time she almost burned down my palace, so it's up to you to judge and talk about me. What should I do with her?"

"...I don't dare to make random comments."

"It doesn't matter. No matter what you said, I will forgive you."

(End of this chapter)