Chapter 124 Motivation
"That's good."
Madam Qin breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Li Youwei with even more loving eyes, "Youwei is a kind and warm-hearted child. We are all thanks to her."
Li Youwei felt a little embarrassed by the compliment and said quickly, "Madam, you are too kind. It's just a simple favor. Doctor Wang, how is Madam's pulse?"
Doctor Wang withdrew his hand, stroked his beard, and said thoughtfully, "Madam's pulse is weak and thin, and weak when taken deep. It still indicates deficiency of both Qi and blood, and insufficiency of the heart and spleen."
"I caught a bit of a cold today, which triggered an old illness, so I have a cough and feel weak."
"I will prepare a prescription for you. It focuses on replenishing Qi and strengthening the exterior, warming and nourishing the heart and spleen. The decoction must be taken on time. Remember to rest and not worry."
He picked up his pen and wrote a prescription, then gave it to the maid in Qin's mansion to prepare the medicine and boil it.
Li Youwei carefully noted down Doctor Wang's instructions, then turned to Madam Qin and said, "Madam, Doctor Wang is here, why don't you ask him to take a look at Miss Jiang as well? She doesn't look well today, I think she must have been frightened."
Mrs. Qin agreed.
Doctor Wang then turned to Jiang Qingning.
Jiang Qingning was not seriously injured, but he couldn't refuse, so he stretched out his wrist.
Doctor Wang examined Miss Jiang's pulse for a moment and said, "Miss Jiang's pulse is stringy, thin, and slightly rapid. This is a sign of restlessness and liver qi stagnation. It's nothing serious.
Just take some time to recuperate and relax. I can prescribe a tea recipe to soothe the liver, relieve depression, and calm the mind. You can drink it in your spare time."
"Thank you, Doctor Wang." Jiang Qingning expressed his gratitude.
After taking the pulse, Mrs. Qin felt a little tired and leaned back on the pillow, closing her eyes to rest.
Li Youwei then signaled Doctor Wang to go outside to rest first.
Qin Xiu whispered to the maid to serve his mother well, but his eyes were always following Jiang Qingning.
"Qingning, I'm sorry to have scared you today."
Qin Xiu walked up to Jiang Qingning and said in a low voice, full of self-blame and heartache, "It was my negligence that failed..."
"Your Excellency is too kind."
Jiang Qingning interrupted him, raised his eyes to meet his concerned gaze, shook his head gently, and whispered, "Accidents are hard to prevent, your Highness, there's no need to blame yourself. Besides, with the Princess here, everything has been resolved safely."
Her eyes swept over Madam Qin who was resting with her eyes closed on the chaise longue, and then looked at Li Youwei who seemed to be admiring the jades on the antique shelf but was actually listening with her ears perked up, and her heart moved slightly.
She walked over to Li Youwei and whispered, "Princess, why don't you have the maid bring in the snacks we just made at Ningxiang Pavilion while they're fresh?"
"Madam, you're not feeling well. Perhaps eating something sweet and soft will make you feel better."
Li Youwei's eyes lit up and she immediately ordered the maid to get it.
The maid quickly brought in the food box.
Jiang Qingning personally opened the food box and took out a small dish of lotus cakes with distinct layers of pastry, which exuded the fragrance of lotus flowers. He then took out a string of candied haws wrapped in crystal sugar, put them on a clean small dish, and brought them to Madam Qin's bed, saying softly:
"Madam, this is what the princess brought specially for you. It's the lotus cakes freshly baked by Guixiangzhai. They are sweet and refreshing without being greasy. The candied haws are even more sour and sweet, which is appetizing. Would you like to try one?"
Mrs. Qin opened her eyes and saw the bright red candied haws, with a hint of surprise and nostalgia in her eyes.
Then he looked at Li Youwei, his smile showing understanding and heartache:
"Youwei, you're so thoughtful. I'm glad you still remember this. I loved eating this when I was young."
As she spoke, she motioned the maid to help her sit up slightly. She took a small bite from Jiang Qingning's hand and savored it carefully, smiling, "Hmm, sweet."
A bright smile appeared on Li Youwei's face, as if she was happier than if she had eaten it herself.
She picked up a piece of lotus cake and ate it in small bites, completely losing her restraint in front of others.
Qin Xiu stood aside, looking at his mother's rare relaxed brow, and then looking at Jiang Qingning's careful care, and felt his heart filled with a huge warm current.
The atmosphere is warm and harmonious.
However, this warmth did not last long.
A well-dressed man who looked like a manager hurried into the warm room with a serious expression on his face.
He first bowed to Qin Xiu and Madam Qin, then walked quickly to Qin Xiu's side, lowered his voice, and reported a few words very quickly.
Qin Xiu's face darkened instantly, a cold light flashed in his phoenix eyes, and the air pressure around him suddenly dropped.
He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning slightly white.
Li Youwei and Jiang Qingning both noticed something was wrong, stopped what they were doing and looked over.
Qin Xiu took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed his surging anger, and said, "Mother, there are some urgent matters at the mansion that need to be taken care of. I'll be back soon."
Mrs. Qin naturally agreed: "Okay, go quickly, mother is here."
He looked at Jiang Qingning deeply again, his eyes complicated, with apology and a hint of unspoken emotion, then hurriedly turned around and left with the steward.
Madam Qin looked at his back and sighed tiredly: "My son just needs someone to take care of him."
"It will happen." Li Youwei agreed in a low voice, looking at Qin Xiu's departing back with a frown on her face.
Jiang Qingning sat upright in his original position, lowering his eyes to look at the tea leaves floating in the teacup in his hand, his mind clear.
The urgent matter that could make Qin Xiu change his expression in an instant and even ignore etiquette must be related to those forces in the capital.
The storm is coming.
She looked up at the gradually darkening sky outside the window, her eyes as dark as the night.
When I came out of Duke Qin's mansion, dusk had already fallen.
Li Youwei's carriage first sent Jiang Qingning and his servant back to Ning Pavilion.
Before leaving, Li Youwei lifted the car curtain and looked at Jiang Qingning standing under the lantern at the mansion gate. The evening breeze blew her hair, and her profile was calm and determined.
"Hey, Jiang Qingning," Li Youwei called out, her voice remarkably clear in the night. "Thank you for today."
Jiang Qingning was slightly startled: "Why do you say that, Princess?"
"Thank you for the snacks you brought to Madam." Li Youwei paused, as if searching for the right words. "Thank you for making me feel like being friends is great."
Her tone was still a little awkward, but her eyes were sincere and bright.
"In a few days, some exotic flowers will bloom in the greenhouse of Prince Ping's mansion. I'll post a message for you and take you to see them. Don't refuse!"
Jiang Qingning smiled, a warm feeling welling up in her heart: "I am honored to be invited by the princess, and I will definitely attend the appointment."
"It's settled then!" Li Youwei lowered the car curtain with a smile.
The carriage started slowly and drove into the night.
When they returned to Ning Pavilion, Jiang Qingxi and Jiang Yuerou were already looking forward to it.
Seeing their favorite snacks and candied haws, the two cheered.
Jiang Qingning returned to the study, and Zisu served him hot tea and a small bowl of calming tea prescribed by Doctor Wang.
The study was brightly lit with candles.
Jiang Qingning did not rest immediately. She spread out a piece of plain paper and dipped her pen in ink.
List the characteristics of the woman at the door of Ningxiang Pavilion today, the suspicious aspects of several instigators, and the clues pointing to Jiang Ruyi as the mastermind behind the scenes.
She writes quickly and clearly, with a powerful and elegant handwriting.
"Miss, do you suspect it's the second wife?"
Shiso was grinding on the side and couldn't help asking.
"Apart from her, who else has such motives and means?" Jiang Qingning kept writing, his voice cold.
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