AWB Chapter 233 Consort Fucha
Chapter 233 Consort Fucha
Big Fat Orange gripped the edge of the bed tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning white from the force.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.
A moment later, he slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with ruthlessness:
"Wen Shichu, this matter must not be leaked, otherwise..."
His voice carried a hint of threat, warning Wen Shichu.
If his health condition were to be leaked, it would definitely cause endless trouble.
Some people's thoughts are probably becoming increasingly difficult to suppress.
Wen Shichu immediately stated his position, his tone firm:
"Your Majesty, rest assured, I would rather die than divulge a single word."
His voice carried a hint of resolve, as if he were prepared to make a sacrifice.
The chubby orange cat nodded slightly, remained silent for a long time, and then slowly said:
"I understand. You may leave now."
His voice was tinged with exhaustion, as if he had run out of energy.
Wen Shichu kowtowed, then rose and slowly withdrew from the bedchamber.
Only the chubby orange cat remained in the bedchamber.
He lay quietly on the bed, staring blankly at the bright yellow canopy ceiling.
The flickering candlelight on his face made him appear exceptionally desolate.
Throughout his life, he was neither loved by his birth mother nor valued by his father, the Emperor.
He endured humiliation and hardship for most of his life before finally ascending to this supreme position.
For the sake of the country and its people, he worked tirelessly day and night, sparing no effort and daring not to slacken in the slightest.
In order to consolidate his power, he had to tolerate Longkodo's arrogance and endure Nian Gengyao's overbearing attitude.
It was a long and difficult journey for him to get to where he is now.
I thought I could finally relax a little.
Little did he know that this indulgence would plunge him into an abyss of no return.
Now, he is not only physically weak and nearing the end of his life, but he has also lost his fertility.
The culprit behind all this was those four vile women who seduced him into debauchery.
The thought of them filled Big Fat Orange with hatred.
He suddenly remembered that these four vile women were brought out of the Southern Mansion by Fu Yurao.
And inevitably, he took his anger out on Fu Yurao, wanting to kill all of them.
But when he thought of Fu Yurao's face, which resembled Wanwan's, his hatred dissipated somewhat.
He silently weighed the options in his mind, wondering how he should deal with Fu Yurao.
If I kill her, I will inevitably feel reluctant; but if I keep her, I will find it hard to quell the hatred in my heart.
After much deliberation, Big Fatty Orange still couldn't bear to part with Fu Yu Rao's face.
He then vented all his anger on those four vile women.
He loudly summoned Su Peisheng:
"Su Peisheng, go and get rid of those four vile women for me."
Upon hearing this, Su Peisheng trembled slightly, but quickly regained his composure.
He bowed his head and respectfully replied, "Yes, Your Majesty, this servant will take care of it immediately."
After saying that, he turned to leave. Seeing Su Peisheng's movement, the chubby orange cat suddenly called out to him again:
"and many more."
Su Peisheng stopped and looked back at the chubby orange cat, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"Be careful when you go to do it, and don't disturb anyone else."
Su Peisheng said "yes".
These four poor girls, all they wanted was for a better life.
I never expected to lose my life like this.
Su Peisheng left the large orange-colored bedchamber, intending to call his disciple Xiao Xiazi to come and guard it.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out, he saw Xiaoxiazi winking at him.
Su Peisheng, filled with doubt, quickly walked to Xiao Xiazi's side.
He looked at Xiaoxiazi, asking what had happened.
Xiao Xiazi whispered a few words in Su Peisheng's ear.
Su Peisheng nodded and said, "I understand. You stay here and guard the Emperor with peace of mind."
I have something to take care of.
Xiao Xiazi replied, "Yes, Master."
After Su Peisheng dealt with the matter of the four musicians, he returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Su Peisheng returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation an hour later.
Su Peisheng tiptoed into the hall, assuming the Emperor was already asleep.
But as soon as they stepped into the palace, they heard the faint voice of the big, fat orange cat:
"Su Peisheng, you're back?"
Su Peisheng was startled and quickly walked to the bedside, replying in a low voice:
"Yes, Your Majesty, your servant has returned."
The chubby orange cat leaned against the headboard, its face growing paler and its eyes somewhat unfocused, yet still retaining a hint of authority.
"Is everything taken care of?"
Su Peisheng quickly replied:
"Your Majesty, this servant has handled the matter properly as instructed by my master."
The chubby orange cat nodded slightly and closed its eyes.
Big Fatty Orange's body is now severely weakened, and the feeling of weakness he experiences forces him to admit that he is truly getting old.
Not knowing how much longer he would live, he had to make plans early.
After a moment of silence, the chubby orange said
"Remember to remind me to attend court tomorrow."
Su Peisheng hesitated and said, "Your Majesty, you are not feeling well. Why don't you rest for a couple more days before going to court?"
The chubby orange cat replied, "No need, I know what I'm doing."
Seeing that the chubby orange cat was adamant, Su Peisheng dared not say anything more and could only reply:
"Yes, this servant understands."
Big Fat Orange waved his hand slightly, signaling Su Peisheng to step down.
Su Peisheng tiptoed out of the bedchamber, his heart filled with worry.
He knew that the Emperor's health was currently in a precarious state.
However, the emperor still insisted on attending court, which undoubtedly caused great damage to his health.
But since the emperor had already made his decision, there was nothing this servant could do.
All they could do was serve him attentively, hoping that the emperor could pull through this ordeal.
The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Su Peisheng got up and started working.
He first checked the Emperor's medicine, and then instructed the servants to prepare breakfast.
After everything was in place, he entered the bedchamber and softly called out, "Your Majesty, it's time to get up."
Big Fat Orange slowly opened its eyes, its gaze filled with a mixture of weariness and determination.
He nodded slightly, gesturing for Su Peisheng to help him up.
Su Peisheng carefully helped the emperor up, and then instructed Xiao Xiazi and others to help him with his washing and grooming.
With the help of Su Peisheng, Xiao Xiazi, and others, Big Fat Orange put on his court robes.
Once everything was in order, Su Peisheng helped the chubby orange cat into the prepared sedan chair.
The sedan chair moved slowly along the palace road, with Su Peisheng following closely to one side.
He would occasionally look up to observe the condition of the large, chubby orange cat inside the sedan chair.
Big Orange's face grew increasingly pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on its forehead.
He gripped the handrail of the sedan chair tightly, his knuckles turning white, but he remained silent.
The large, chubby orange sedan chair finally came to a slow stop at the Qianqing Gate.
Su Peisheng carefully lifted the sedan curtain and said softly, "Your Majesty, we have arrived."
The chubby orange cat nodded slightly, slowly extended its hand, and Su Peisheng grasped it tightly, carefully helping it down from the sedan chair.
By this time, it was already broad daylight, and the court officials were already waiting outside the Qianqing Gate. Upon seeing the Emperor arrive, they all knelt and bowed in greeting.
"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
Big Fat Orange slightly raised his hand, gesturing for everyone to stand up:
"All of you, rise."
Although the voice was weak, it still carried an air of authority.
With Su Peisheng's help, the chubby orange slowly walked into the Qianqing Gate and stepped into the main hall.
Inside the hall, civil and military officials stood on both sides, creating a solemn and dignified atmosphere.
The chubby orange cat sat down on the dragon throne, its gaze sweeping over the crowd, and nodded slightly.
Su Peisheng hurriedly raised his voice and said, "If you have something to say, speak up; otherwise, the court is adjourned."