"Father Emperor, Your Majesty!"
"Quick, someone, bring the chamber pot over..."
"Poof!"
A foul odor spread out, polluting the air in Yangxin Hall. Crown Prince Zhao Yuanze quickly ordered all the doors and windows to be opened.
"Comfortable, I haven't felt this comfortable in a long time!" Within the restroom, only Emperor Zhao Rui's long voice was heard.
After about the time it takes to burn an incense stick, two eunuchs helped the emperor walk out and return to the imperial bed.
The chamber pot was swiftly carried out, although the lid was tightly sealed, it couldn't keep the smell from escaping.
"Your Majesty, how are you feeling?"
"Much better. Mr. Fu, I've benefited greatly from you this time." Although Zhao Rui regained consciousness, his body was still very weak, and it would take time for his nerves to fully recover.
