Feng Yu Heng felt her head swell. Anywhere that this Emperor went, the people would not be left feeling at ease!
"Weren't things going quite well earlier? How come they're fighting now?" She asked the servant and increased her pace toward her own yard.
The servant was clearly extremely frightened. For a maidservant of a manor, to be able to see the Emperor once was already a grand occasion, yet she was actually shown a scene of the Emperor fighting with someone. This servant immediately came up with a thought- "Young miss, do you think that his Majesty will kill all of us?"
Feng Yu Heng wiped her forehead, "If he wanted to kill us, those two would not have begun fighting."
The servant patted her chest and let out a long breath, "So scared, so cared, young miss, you did not see it. This fight really began out of the blue! In truth, those two were just discussing whether or not the old master would return to the imperial physician's group and return to his former position. As they spoke, they began to fight. The old master slammed a door, and his Majesty threw a teacup. When this servant came over to report, his Majesty was in the middle of threatening the old master, saying that if he did not return to the imperial physician's group, he would sanction a marriage for him, telling him to get a second wife after the death of his first."
"... Mean!" Feng Yu Heng felt tangled for a while, feeling that this description of the Emperor was too fitting. This old emperor was truly too mean! She was completely unable to think of how horrifying it would be if Yao Xian was to find her a grandmother in this Da Shun country.
Feng Yu Heng prepared herself mentally as much as possible to try and advise them; however, when she entered the courtyard, she did not hear the sounds of a fight. In fact, even the Emperor's cursing and shouting could not be heard. She looked at the servants in confusion and saw that the servant was also puzzled, "Could it be that they got tired of fighting and went to rest?"
The group decided to quietly sneak in and check out the situation. As a result, they saw the Emperor and Yao Xian staring at each other under a large tree in the yard.
At this time, the Emperor's left calf was still on top of Yao Xian's right thigh. Yao Xian's hair was a bit messy, and his collar was a little loose. Even his belt was undone.
As for the Emperor, he did not seem to be any better off. Even his gold crown had fallen, while his sleeves had become torn at the seams. One of his shoes had been lost, and even a sock had partially fallen off.
Zhang Yuan was seated on a small chair to the side, holding the Emperor's gold crown in his hand. Speechless, he asked the blue sky: "You know that the two were fighting, but those that don't," He glanced at the current condition of the two, and his lips twitched. He was truly unable to hold back and said what he thought: "Those that don't know will assume that someone took advantage of the other."
Yao Xian quickly backed up upon hearing these words. He even kicked the Emperor a couple times, "Get away! Move your leg!"
"I will not!" The Emperor applied more pressure.
Yao Xian became anxious, "Then do something about that eunuch. Don't let him continue speaking nonsense like that."
The Emperor rolled his eyes, "If I could control him, would he dare to say it? Hah, I will just ask you. Will you return to the imperial physician's group or not?"
"I will not!" Yao Xian replied frankly.
The Emperor angrily gritted his teeth and wanted to continue fighting, but he was truly lacking in physical strength, as he could only remain seated by leaning on his arms. If he could not move his arms, he would just move his mouth. He began to reason with Yao Xian: "Look here! With you leaving for a few years, the imperial physician's group has always lacked a leader. We have never thought of finding another person for the position. As long as you return, you will be the head of the imperial physicians. You will be the model for all of the doctors in the world!"
