Lu Xiaoyun handed the prescription to Zhang Mama: "Go and get the medicine. I don't trust anyone else to do it. Go yourself, brew it, and bring it over. It must not pass through anyone else's hands."
Granny Zhang glanced at Consort Duan with concern: "Your Highness..."
Consort Duan casually snatched the medicine from Zhang Mama's hand: "Doesn't the Prince's residence have medicine? Is it really necessary to make Zhang Mama run around for such a small matter?"
"The medicine in the Prince's mansion is from several months ago. Mr. Lu has checked it and found that much of it has become moldy and damp, and there hasn't been time to replenish it yet."
Consort Duan then tossed the prescription to Zhang Mama: "Then go."
Zhang Mama reluctantly accepted the gift and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, the Empress has caught a cold recently and hasn't been resting well. Please bear with her."
Lu Xiaoyun waved her hand. Zhang Mama pursed her lips, wanting to say something, but seeing the tense atmosphere between the mother and son, she could only bow and retreat.
Jiang Chuan casually closed the door.
After everyone left, Lu Xiaoyun sat down again.
Consort Duan turned her face away: "Why aren't you leaving? What are you still doing here?"
Lu Xiaoyun moved the chair in front of Consort Duan, sighed deeply, and took Consort Duan's hand.
This time, Consort Duan did not struggle, but her face was extremely pale, and her eyelashes trembled slightly in her wet, red eyes.
“Mother, you did not choose your birth, just as I did not choose mine. I am very grateful to you for bringing me into this world, but who can be blamed for the fact that you are a princess of the previous dynasty?”
"Is it the fault of the last emperor of the previous dynasty? Or your maternal grandmother? That concubine? Or yourself? Or your father?"
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