"Oh dear! Emperor, what happened? Could it be that you've caught a cold?" Pang Chu saw the Emperor coughing vigorously and quickly stepped forward to pat his back.
The Emperor coughed incessantly, his mind gradually turning hazy, but suddenly he tasted a salty and fishy flavor in his mouth.
He hurriedly picked up a handkerchief to cover his mouth and coughed a few more times forcefully.
"Emperor?" Pang Chu was shocked, watching a stain of bright red seep through the brocade handkerchief, and he froze in place.
"Someone come, quickly call the Imperial Physician!"
Pang Chu exclaimed, his sharp voice causing the Emperor's ears to ring and his vision to blur.
"Emperor? Emperor?" Pang Chu caught the Emperor's slumped body, his tone carrying a sob.
...
"Prince, in another three days we will arrive at Fengqing Prefecture," Tang Canling tightened the fur cloak around him and said to the person inside the carriage behind him.
"Quickly! We need not rest these three days!"
