Chương 290: Urgent Illness

An Le is sick!

The Emperor felt a roaring in his ears and his vision darkened.

He could no longer sit still. Ignoring the courtiers below, he stood up and left without hesitation, leaving behind a hurried back.

Zhao Rang cleared his throat and said loudly to the ministers, "The court is adjourned!"

With that, Zhao Rang quickly chased after the Emperor and left the throne room.

The civil and military officials below looked at each other in shock.

What exactly happened to cause the Emperor's dragon face to change so drastically?!

"Hmph!"

An unhappy snort cut through the silence in the throne room.

Five or six scholarly-looking civil servants flicked their sleeves and left. Their beards fluttered, and their backs were as straight as pines. They carried the aura of a noble family.

As he walked past the British Duke, Fang Huairui, the Minister of Revenue, Wang Kangyin, gave Fang Huairui a cold glare.