While Matthew and his wife were offering their prayers at the Holy Chant Temple for the emperor who had fallen ill, the situation in the imperial capital was turbulent. Francis had done well to save his father, so the latter exalted him and was trying his best to support him. However, after the emperor suddenly fell ill, Felix managed the state affairs temporarily, and the empress took charge of the women in the Imperial Palace. Before Sherry and Francis could rise, they had been suppressed.
At the imperial court, Felix became an unchallengeable force. Since he managed the state affairs, he ordered Francis not to go out of his mansion, but his words weren't harsh. Francis was weak and needed a good rest, so relieving him of the state affairs would only help him. Now, all he was asked to do was just stay at home and take care of his health. In this way, the emperor too wouldn't worry about him.
"Your Highness, how's His Majesty now?" Franklin asked Felix calmly. Recently, the latter had become way too aggressive. He had been using his power to exterminate his enemies and suppress those courtiers who were not favorable to him. All his hidden ambitions were becoming more evident, and his intention to fight for the throne became no secret.
"My father is well taken care of by the imperial physicians and he is recovering well. I'm sure he will wake up soon. Don't worry, Grand Secretary Franklin." Felix cast a glance at the grand secretary. If it weren't that the grand secretary had many supporters, he wouldn't hesitate to deal with him and his Bu Clan, bringing them under his knees. Also, the atmosphere wasn't favorable for a conflict.
"Your Highness, since His Majesty is ill, his concubines should serve him. Her Majesty has been staying by his bedside for many days now. I believe she must be too tired, and needs to take some care of herself. Let the concubines take a turn and help in taking care of His Majesty," suggested one of the courtiers.
"The imperial harem business is charged by my mother. You may leave it aside and concentrate on state affairs while talking to me. It's true that my father just fell ill, but I don't know why all of you are staring at the imperial harem. Do you wish to take over the place of my father?" Felix cast a cold glance at the courtier who spoke. "It would be good if you remember that in the residence of the imperial harem, besides my father's concubines, only the position of eunuchs is available."
The courtier was taken aback. He knew that Felix meant to punish him, so he got back to his seat as soon as possible. Though what he said was correct logically, since the crown prince said he was wrong, he couldn't be more wrong.
"Does anybody have anything else to report to me?" Felix had a chilly expression in his eyes, looking like an emperor, only that he didn't wear the robe or sit on the throne. Now that he had tasted the power of being the emperor, he wouldn't restrain any longer for making the throne his own.
"Your Highness, I have something to report." Zack stood out. "There has been a heavy downpour in the south region. The situation has worsened into floods. The rivers are overturned and a lot of stations and houses are drowned. Many people have lost their homes and there is an urgent need for disaster relief. Moreover, it is the season for spring ploughing now. If the situation remains critical, there may be no harvest in the south this year."
"Urgent report, Your Highness." Just as Zack finished speaking, an anxious sound came from outside the hall. Felix frowned and felt a little uneasy.
"Call the messenger in!"
"Good day, Your Highness. Stream County had a sudden earthquake. Mountains collapsed, and the ground was split. Many people were dead or wounded, their houses destroyed. One village was totally buried and ruined beyond recovery."
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