Emperor Muwu's lips moved, but only a few hoarse, muffled whispers escaped his throat.
The Eldest Princess immediately stepped forward and took his hand. "It's wonderful that you're awake, Your Majesty! Just focus on recuperating. You can leave everything else to me."
Emperor Muwu's gaze shifted slightly. He saw the Cabinet Ministers who had followed her in and quickly understood the situation.
He slowly nodded.
Ye Chutang said, "Your Majesty had a fever all night. His throat is severely swollen and sore, making it difficult to speak. He will need some time."
The heavy weight on the Eldest Princess's heart lifted.
"That's good, that's good!"
She couldn't help but murmur, "I knew it. I knew if I asked you to come, you would have a way!"
Others might not have known, but she was keenly aware of just how skilled Ye Chutang was in medicine!
Consort Rong, standing to the side, also had tears welling up in her eyes at the scene.
