As Consort De listened to the nanny's reply, her expression grew increasingly grim. By the time the nanny finished speaking, Consort De's face had turned ashen.

"Ungrateful wretch, how dare he say that?"

The old woman said, "Your Highness, please calm down!"

"Calm down, how can I calm down? His wings are getting stronger and stronger these days."

Consort De vented her anger, but she knew in her heart that she couldn't do anything to Yinzhen, as Emperor Kangxi was watching from the sidelines! Thinking about this, she became even more frustrated.

So all she could do was talk about it.

After Consort De had calmed down from her outburst, someone came in to report: "Your Majesty, Physician Zhang from the Imperial Hospital has arrived. The Fourth Prince sent someone to invite him, saying he is here to treat Your Majesty."

When Consort De heard this, she was almost furious. She was perfectly healthy and didn't need to see a royal physician.

"Let him leave for me."

The old nanny quickly advised, "Your Highness, please reconsider. This may be somewhat inappropriate."

It's one thing to be healthy, but they don't act like they are healthy in public. By refusing to see the imperial physicians, who knows what rumors people will spread about Yonghe Palace!

Consort De wasn't truly brainless. After the nanny's words, she realized that it was indeed inappropriate, and then, suppressing her anger, she ordered the imperial physician to be brought in.

After examining her pulse, the imperial physician said, "Your Majesty is just a little angry, it's nothing serious. Just calm down and relax, and you'll be fine. I'll write you a prescription to calm your temper, and you can drink it for a few days."

As for the symptoms of not being able to eat or sleep, the imperial physicians failed to diagnose them.

Upon hearing this, Consort De stood up, rubbing her forehead, and said, "Granny, see Physician Zhang off."

"Doctor Zhang, let me see you out."

As they exited Consort De's bedchamber, the nanny gave Physician Zhang a purse: "Physician Zhang, it's not easy for you to come all this way, so please accept this as payment for your tea."

Physician Zhang refused to accept it, saying, "It's all part of my duty. I can't accept it."

The old woman said, "You've come all this way, how can you refuse? Please accept this. Her Majesty hasn't been eating or sleeping well lately, and we'll have to trouble Physician Zhang to take good care of her." With that, she stuffed the purse into his hand.

Physician Zhang understood; they wanted him to revise the pulse diagnosis.

Feeling the thin layer in my purse, it's not entirely impossible.

Seeing that Physician Zhang's expression was softening, the nanny took out another purse: "What do you think?"

Physician Zhang smiled and accepted the two purses: "Of course."

"That would be too much trouble for you, Physician Zhang. Let me see you off."

"Please wait. Her Highness needs someone to serve her, so there's no need to see her off."

Having achieved her goal, the old woman smiled and nodded, "Alright, take care."

"well"

...

Su Peisheng reported to Yinzhen: "As Your Majesty instructed, it was Physician Zhang who went to Yonghe Palace to examine Consort De's pulse. The pulse record said that the Consort was depressed, had a poor appetite, and could not sleep at night."

Yinzhen nodded, indicating he understood: "Is the hawthorn water ready?"

Su Peisheng quickly replied, "The kitchen is always ready!"

"Send it to Mother! Send more, so she doesn't run out of drink."

Su Peisheng suppressed a laugh. His master really knew how to deal with people. He specially ordered the most greedy imperial physician from the Imperial Hospital to take her pulse and sent her hawthorn water, and even more of it. Consort De was probably going to be so angry that she would die of anger today. Even if she wasn't sick, she should be sick by now.

"Yes, this servant will send it to Yonghe Palace right away."

Yinzhen added, "By the way, have someone pass a message to Mother, telling her to take good care of herself. I will recite scriptures and pray for her."

Su Peisheng's inner monologue: Chanting sutras and praying for blessings, the master really remembered that. Everyone in the palace knows that the master likes to read Buddhist scriptures when he has nothing to do. I really can't say for whom it's for.

Su Peisheng: "Yes, this servant will certainly convey Master's words."

"Okay, go ahead!"

"This servant takes his leave."

Yinzhen's mood improved considerably after seeing Su Peisheng leave for Yonghe Palace.

Yinzhen was in a good mood today after meeting Tong Cheng'er. After all, Tong Cheng'er's existence proved that he could still touch women. Unfortunately, his good mother was a spoilsport, casting a shadow over his rare good mood.

Inside Yonghe Palace.

"Your Majesty, Su Peisheng, who serves the Fourth Prince, has arrived."

Consort De frowned: "Yinzhen didn't come?"

The old woman shook her head: "She didn't come. Perhaps something urgent has come up."

Consort De said irritably, "What urgent matter could be more important than one's own mother? I think he doesn't even care about me as his mother."

"Your Majesty, what about Su Peisheng?"

"Let him in. I want to see what he's up to."

"yes."

Upon entering Consort De's bedchamber, Su Peisheng greeted her, saying, "This servant greets Your Highness, Consort De."

Consort De said casually, "Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"What did Yinzhen send you here for?"

Su Peisheng then slowly explained the reason for his visit: "His Majesty heard that the Empress had a poor appetite, so he specially had someone boil hawthorn water and send it to her."

Hawthorn water?

Upon hearing this, Consort De's face instantly changed color. She had never heard of anyone in the palace drinking hawthorn water if they had a poor appetite. What noble lady in the palace would touch such a cheap thing? Even hawthorn cake was not commonly seen in the palace.

Is this an insult to her?

Su Peisheng pretended not to see Consort De's unpleasant expression and continued, "His Majesty was worried that Her Highness wouldn't have enough to drink, so he specifically instructed me to send her some more."

Consort De wanted to get angry, but with Su Peisheng in front of her, what could she say? She could only suppress her anger and send Su Peisheng away.

After Su Peisheng left, Consort De looked at the small basin of hawthorn water in the wooden box, her face turning so dark it was almost black with ink.

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