The palace maid was about to persuade further when the announcement of the Emperor's arrival echoed from outside. Shen Wei did not rise to greet him. Li Yuanli lifted the curtain and stepped inside, taking a seat on a nearby chair.
Noticing the medicinal soup on the table, Li Yuanli raised a brow. "Good medicine tastes bitter. If you fear the bitterness, I can have someone bring sugarcane sugar."
Shen Wei lifted her gaze to meet his. "Didn't Moxun tell you? My condition is beyond cure."
Li Yuanli fell silent.
In truth, when Li Yuanli had first prepared to activate the device to restore Shen Wei's soul, Moxun had repeatedly warned him—Shen Wei, in another body, would have at most six months to live.
Li Yuanli had refused to believe it.
After Shen Wei became "Yuan Xi'er," Li Yuanli had her consume the finest tonics daily, yet her body remained like a bottomless abyss, incapable of absorbing the nourishment of even the rarest herbs.
