Chapter 7 If you can't cure me, just hit me

Changyang Palace

The housekeeper led the old man and the child into the mansion, looking back from time to time to observe, thinking in his heart that the old lady from the country really didn't know her place. If she couldn't be disciplined, she would definitely be beaten according to the prince's temper.

By then, hey...

He turned his head and looked at Ye Qianning with sympathy. Poor little girl...

Seeing him turn around, Ye Qianning called out sweetly, "Grandpa."

The butler felt even more distressed and kindly reminded: "Our prince and princess have been staying up late for several days because of the princess's illness. If she can't be cured, you should say something auspicious and pleasant."

"Okay." Fourth Granny responded quickly.

When Prince Changyang and Princess heard that someone had unveiled the notice, they were overjoyed and hurried to the front hall to wait.

The butler led the two to the hall and bowed to them: "Your Majesty, Princess, they have arrived."

The fourth wife's heart was beating wildly. The threshold of the hall was very high, and she almost tripped when she raised her foot.

Ye Qianning was pulled suddenly and almost fell down. When he stood up and looked up, he saw Prince Changyang sitting in the main seat. He was about forty years old and had a handsome appearance. In modern times, he would be a high-quality golden uncle.

The princess beside him is a classic beauty, and she looks like a girl in her twenties.

Prince Changyang and Princess were slightly stunned when they saw the old man and the child.

"Are you the ones who took down the notice?" Prince Changyang obviously didn't believe that this old woman could be a doctor.

"Yes." The fourth grandmother responded timidly.

"Where are you from?" asked Prince Changyang.

"Nanyuan." The fourth wife didn't dare to raise her head.

"A doctor?"

The fourth grandmother nodded and said, "Yes, yes, it's normal for children to get rashes in Nanyuan. As long as the right herbal remedies are used, the rashes will disappear on their own."

"If you can't cure it, you will be beaten with a stick." Prince Changyang threatened.

The fourth wife was so frightened that she dared not speak.

"If I can't cure it, Your Highness, just beat me." Ye Qianning looked up and said seriously with his big watery eyes.

Prince Changyang looked at Ye Qianning with scrutiny in his eyes.

Ye Qianning was not afraid of him either. He raised his head and looked right at him, like a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger.

"Well, now that the notice has been revealed, we still have to see whether the disease can be cured or not." The princess secretly pushed the prince.

Prince Changyang then withdrew his gaze and agreed: "Then you can take them to see it."

The princess nodded, stood up and walked out.

"Please come in, both of you," said the maid.

Fourth Auntie was very nervous, and her hands were sweating as she held Ye Qianning.

Ye Qianning felt a little guilty. If it weren't for her small body that made it difficult for her to move around, she wouldn't have made Fourth Granny so frightened. She needed to find a replacement in the future.

The palace was huge, with pavilions, towers, and winding corridors. After passing by a huge garden, it took about ten minutes to enter a courtyard called Lanxuan Garden.

"Princess, don't scratch, you can't scratch..."

As soon as they entered the yard, they heard the maid's anxious voice.

The princess quickened her pace upon hearing the voice and pushed the door open and entered the room: "Xiang'er."

"Princess, the princess has been scratching herself since she woke up, and her whole body is covered with bruises..." the maid cried.

The princess went up and held the child's hand: "Xiang'er, be good, bear with it, the itching will go away if you bear with it."

"Mother...it hurts, it itches..." The princess cried non-stop.

"Xiang'er, be good. The itching will stop soon..." The princess was extremely distressed. With tears in her eyes, she turned around and said anxiously, "Come and see how to stop the itching."

Fourth Granny's expression was probably uglier than crying, but she went ahead with gritted teeth.

(End of this chapter)