Before Emperor Kangxi could speak, Suo Etu, who had just paid his respects, collapsed forward with a thud, while still kneeling.
It was just a moment before he lost consciousness.
Everyone was stunned, and Emperor Kangxi's face turned pitch black.
He threw the memorial in his hand to the floor, "How audacious of Suo Etu! To dare be so deceitful!"
In Emperor Kangxi's view, feigning illness was just as despicable as being truly ill.
Feigning illness at this time was a crime deserving death, and actually being sick was nothing but an old man playing on his age!
But where was Suo Etu pretending? He was, after all, advanced in years.
Kneeling outside for too long, he had come while dragging an ill body. During those few shi chen, the chill had penetrated his body and he couldn't bear it any longer. Then, upon entering the inner hall and being hit by a rush of warm air, he was even less able to breathe properly.