Song Xibai snapped out of her thoughts and took out her needle case from her wide sleeve.

“I will protect her heart meridian with gold needles, and you will bleed her.” Song Xibai spoke quickly. “She has been unconscious for a long time, so we can’t delay. Bleed her directly from the veins in her wrist.”

Dingxiang's heart raced as she listened.

"Won't this kill you?"

Is bleeding directly from the wrist the same as cutting off the wrist?

Song Xibai was selecting gold needles when she said without turning her head, "I brought some special hemostatic medicine and a tourniquet. How much does Princess Qin weigh? Is she around 90 jin?"

For individuals weighing over 90 pounds, bleeding 200-300cc of blood will not cause any major harm.

Song Xibai glanced at Princess Qin, who was about 1.6 meters tall and looked quite thin. This was dangerous!

It's fortunate that Dingxiang is a chatterbox; she actually brought up this topic when she was casually chatting with the Qin Princess's maid.

"We've arrived! Her maid said that Princess Qin has become slightly plump since giving birth and has been struggling to lose weight. The King of Qin prefers slender beauties..."

This clearly involves the struggle for favor within the Qin Prince's inner palace.

There was no time to think it over. Song Xibai cleared the clutter in her mind, calmed herself down, took a deep breath, and quickly inserted the golden needles into the area around Princess Qin's heart meridian.

Gradually, the Queen of Qin's breathing became more even.

At the same time, Dingxiang took out a thick gold needle and swiftly and accurately pierced the blood vessel in Princess Qin's wrist, then placed the teapot on the table below her wrist.

Tick-tock!

The blood flow accelerated, and drops fell into the teapot.

The Queen Consort of Qin's crimson complexion faded, gradually turning fair.

Song Xibai silently counted the dripping blood, and when she estimated it was about enough, she immediately told Dingxiang to stop the bleeding.

Applying powder, binding the bandage, and wiping Qin Wangfei's hands clean with a handkerchief, Dingxiang's movements were all done in one smooth motion.

Song Xibai touched the wrist of Princess Qin's other hand and felt that her pulse had returned a little. He then removed the gold needles near her heart meridian.

Dingxiang was still pressing on the wound of the Princess Qin to make sure the bleeding stopped.

"That's it?"

"How can it be so fast?"

Song Xibai exhaled, took out a small porcelain bottle from her other sleeve, brought it to Princess Qin's nose, and gently fanned it with her small hand.

A strong, pungent odor then wafted out, reaching the Qin Princess's nostrils.

Princess Qin wrinkled her nose instinctively.

Then, I sneezed loudly.

Immediately afterwards, she opened her eyes, looked around blankly, and seemed embarrassed by her own sneeze, so she quickly sat up.

"What...what happened to me? Where's Cuixiang?"

Song Xibai quickly put away the needle case and gave a gentle smile.

"Princess Qin, don't be afraid. Your maid has gone back to the palace to report the news."

"Report a message? Report what message?"

Princess Qin was unaware of what had happened to her. Without her familiar maidservants by her side, she was extremely nervous and instinctively shrank back.

Dingxiang coughed heavily and said.

"Your Highness, you have been unconscious for more than an hour."

"Did I sleep for that long?" Princess Qin was so surprised she almost jumped up. "Oh dear! Will the Imperial Concubine be angry with me? The Crown Princess and Princess Wu will probably complain too..."

She was in a hurry to get out of bed.

Song Xibai grabbed her arm.

This Princess Qin is as timid as Du Chenghui. But Du Chenghui is meticulous and will proactively report any problems he discovers! Princess Qin's cowardly demeanor is nothing like that of a princess.

Song Xibai sighed inwardly, softening his tone considerably as he patted her back and spoke.

"Don't worry, they won't blame you. You were sick, that's why you fainted."

Princess Qin paused, "You really won't blame me?"

No, it won't.

Song Xibai's gentle movements gradually calmed the tense and fearful Princess Qin down.

She gave a shy look, covered her chest, twisted her ten fingers, and whispered, "Thank you, Consort Xi."

The two women had only met once, at the palace banquet on New Year's Eve, and hadn't even exchanged greetings. Princess Qin never imagined that Consort Xi, rumored to be favored by the Crown Prince, would be such a gentle woman.

Her voice made Princess Qin feel relaxed and at ease.

Seeing that she had calmed down, Song Xibai breathed a sigh of relief and asked about the rest.

"Your Highness, before you fell into a coma, did you eat, drink, or touch anything?"

Princess Qin thought carefully for a moment, then pointed to the teapot on the table: "I only drank one cup of tea."

Song Xibai looked over and saw Dingxiang shake her head.

“I checked it before you came, and there’s nothing wrong with the tea.”

Otherwise, she wouldn't have used a teapot to collect the blood of the Princess of Qin.

"Think again, is that all?"

Song Xibai asked again in a low voice.

Princess Qin's gaze darted around, then suddenly landed on the windowsill, and she pointed.

"I touched that potted plant. The plant looked so unique; I'd never seen anything like it before."

Song Xibai looked over and saw a peculiar potted plant with red leaves and green flowers on the windowsill.

She walked over, brought her hand to the petals, and took a deep sniff.

A unique and rich aroma wafted over.

Suddenly, a wave of dizziness hit her, and Song Xibai swayed, almost falling over.

She quickly grabbed the window frame, then hurriedly took out the small porcelain bottle from before, brought it to her nose, and took a breath.

My mind cleared up instantly.

She shook her head and exhaled a breath of stale air.

"This pot of flowers... Lilac, find an excuse to replace this pot of flowers and send it to my place later."

Dingxiang trotted over: "There's something wrong with these flowers, maybe we shouldn't send them to the East Palace?"

"This is a thousand-day intoxication!"

Song Xibai murmured to herself, reaching out to touch the petals, but then refrained.

"The medicine isn't very effective; there must be some residual liquid. If we don't hurry, it will probably evaporate by tomorrow."

If there weren't so many people outside, Song Xibai would have loved to carry him away on the spot.

Dingxiang still refused.

"It's too dangerous. You're not alone now. If you're really worried, you can leave it with Uncle Song... Physician Song can go back and study it, okay?"

Song Xibai pursed her lips, and thinking that the Eastern Palace didn't have suitable tools either, she could only sigh and say.

"Oh well!"

Dingxiang pulled her hand and led her back to the soft couch.

As soon as Song Xibai looked up, she met the curious gaze of Princess Qin.

She and Dingxiang spoke in hushed tones, so Princess Qin probably didn't hear much.

“I usually love flowers and plants, and when I saw these flowers, I couldn’t resist and made a fool of myself in front of the princess.”

Song Xibai smiled and offered an explanation.

Princess Qin covered her mouth and chuckled: "Actually, me too. My favorite flower is the peony, and my daughter is named Qing Shao."

Song Xibai turned around and sat down next to her, his gaze lingering on her stomach for a moment.

"Does the princess seem to really like children?"

"Yes! Our Prince's Mansion has few children, only Qing Shao and Qing Hong. If there were more children, the mansion would be more lively, and the Prince might not be so depressed."