Although the Emperor and Empress appeared tired, Anji quickly gave them a clean bill of health. However, the same could not be said of her third brother, who was personally attended to by the Empress with a washcloth and the Emperor, who carried a new wash basin over. The water in the old basin was cloudy, and it was not from dirt.
"Zhao Anji greets your Majesties. I'll cut to the chase. What happened?"
As she took her brother's pulse, Anji listened to the Emperor recount the strange colour that spread across Yihao's neck until Noble Consort Liu suppressed it after her brother shielded them.
"We did not see any projectiles. it could be embedded in his body," the Empress wrung the washcloth in worry. "Ever since he started meditating, a dark liquid has been flowing from his ears. I've been cleaning them, but the colour of this liquid only became darker."
