Yu Wenrui grew weaker by the day until finally, he couldn't even muster the strength to sit up, lying on his bed, emaciated and at death's door.
Everyone thought he wouldn't survive much longer.
The ministers at the Imperial Court were already considering which memorial they should draft to propose a suitable candidate once the Crown Prince passed away.
The weather was fine that day.
To everyone's surprise, Yu Wenrui felt significantly more spirited, and he even ordered his personal attendant to help him up so that he could take a walk in the courtyard.
The servant's heart skipped a beat as if sensing something.
He didn't dare to say anything, and according to the Crown Prince's instructions, he draped him in a thick fur coat and supported him to the yard.
Of course, it was still the courtyard that Yu Wenrui forbade others to enter.
