Song Ci couldn't comprehend, neither could Song Zhiyuan. How could it be that a perfectly healthy person suddenly falls gravely ill? Just during the day, he was discussing state affairs with Emperor Chu, and by midnight, news came that he had unexpectedly fallen into a high fever and coma. It was truly shocking.
On his way from home to the palace, Song Zhiyuan had already issued several directives to prepare for whatever might happen next. The first was to send people to leave the city overnight and head to Jiangnan to protect Song Lingsu and Song Lingjie, who were taking their exams back home.
If something truly uncontrollable happened, these two being outside would at least serve as two roots for the Song family.
Fortunately, there was also Song Lingzhao in the Northwest, another root system.
Song Zhiyuan shook his head, pinching hard at the web of his hand, forcing himself to remain calm and start thinking about the state affairs.
