Amid the cries of Lan, Ling Yanran beside her spoke worriedly, "Third sister, Sister Xue'er... knelt in the ancestral hall all night last night. Maybe it was because the late spring cold had just passed, and it was too cold at night, and she didn't eat anything. When Aunt Lan secretly went to see her at noon, she found that Sister Xue'er had fainted on the ground with a high fever. She hasn't woken up yet... The doctors couldn't tell what the symptoms were..."
Aunt Lan cried, "Xue'er was born weak, and she finally recovered after all these years, but..."
"Butler, take my note to the Imperial Medical Bureau to invite the imperial physician." Ling Sheng said silently.
The butler immediately took the order and left.
Aunt Lan kept crying, "Master...Xue'er..."
"She will be fine. She needs someone to take care of her now. You go down first." Ling Sheng said without allowing any room for rejection.
Aunt Lan glanced at Baili Feiyue and gritted her teeth before going down.
Ling Sheng looked at Baili Feiyue and Ling Yanran, "Didn't you go to the Spring Hunting? Why are you back so early?" He had been fighting outside for many years. Strictly speaking, he was absent from the growth of each of his children. Ling Sheng was doing his best to be a qualified father.
Baili Feiyue was a little surprised. Ling Yanran hasn't complained yet?
Then I thought again, the situation just now was indeed not suitable for complaining.
Now, when Ling Sheng asked this, Ling Yanran lowered her head slightly and said in a low voice as if avoiding the question, "I came back when it wasn't fun..."
It was obvious that he was trying to evade the issue. How could Ling Sheng not see that? "What happened?"
His tone was gentle, but when his eyes fell on Ling Yanran and Baili Feiyue, there was a natural sharpness that came from experience on the battlefield.
Ling Yanran seemed unable to bear it and knelt down with a plop, "Dad...it's all my fault..."
My eyes instantly turned red. "If I hadn't thought about my third sister who had just returned and was unfamiliar with everything. I wanted to help her get familiar with everything as quickly as possible. When Her Royal Highness the Princess sent me an invitation, I asked the Princess to invite my third sister as well... maybe I wouldn't have... I wouldn't have..."
Having said this, he began to tremble, as if he had been suppressing the emotion before and it was now bursting out. He was extremely scared.
As if she finally had an outlet, Ling Yanran told the story in a disjointed manner about what happened at today's Spring Hunting Meeting.
Ling Sheng initially thought that maybe she had a conflict with some young master or lady, and thought it was a trivial matter, so he just asked out of concern. The more he listened, the more depressed he became. When he heard that the Regent had appeared and cut off Princess Ningyang's tongue, his face was already unfathomable and his thoughts could not be seen.
"Dad, don't blame my third sister. I'm sure she's also scared." Ling Yanran said while sobbing in self-blame.
Ling Sheng didn't say anything for a long while, then said in a voice that couldn't tell his thoughts or emotions, "You guys go down and have a rest first, and go see Xue'er when you have time."
"Don't worry, Dad. Sister Xue'er will be fine!" Ling Yanran said to him reassuringly.
Ling Sheng nodded and waved for them to go down.
After coming out of the hall and walking away, Ling Yanran no longer had the frightened and crying look she had before. She looked at Baili Feiyue meaningfully, snorted and laughed, and turned to leave.
"Miss, Aunt Lan must be holding the blame for Eighth Miss's illness." Madam doesn't like Miss, and Fifth Miss is more cunning than a sieve. Aunt Lan is holding a grudge against her, and Miss is truly surrounded by enemies!
"Let's go see Eighth Sister."
Su Yi didn't hold out hope. "Even if you go to visit Miss Eight now, Aunt Lan probably won't appreciate it."
"I don't want her to appreciate it."
Just now, Lan looked sad when she cried, but she even controlled the angle of her makeup very well, and her beauty was not affected at all even when she cried like that.
It's understandable that the Lan family needs to pay attention to their image when Ling Sheng is around. But as a mother, it's a bit unreasonable and strange for her to pay attention to this when her daughter is really seriously ill!
When Baili Feiyue brought Suyi to the courtyard where Lan Shi and her family lived, Lan Shi saw her coming in and said coldly, "What are you doing here!"
"Look at Eighth Sister." Baili Feiyue was very calm.
"Haha, if it weren't for you, why would the master punish Xue'er to kneel in the ancestral hall! Now put on some pretense!"
Since she didn't speak properly and wanted to turn the tables, Baili Feiyue was not polite, "If you are stupid and want to hurt others, you must bear the consequences of your stupidity."
"You!" Lan's nails, which were painted with bright red nail polish, rubbed into the silk handkerchief fiercely, "Let's see how long you can be so proud! I have remembered all the suffering Xue'er has endured today!" Seeing Baili Feiyue walking towards the bed, she angrily said, "What are you going to do!"
"Dad asked me to come and see my eighth sister. I think he really hopes that we sisters can get in touch and cultivate sisterhood. Of course, I have to listen to what Dad says."
Baili Feiyue laughed, "What's the matter, Aunt Lan doesn't agree with father's idea?" After saying that, she stepped over Aunt Lan and pulled aside the bed curtain. Lying on the bed was Ling Xueer, whose face was as red as a cooked shrimp.
Aunt Lan came over anxiously and said harshly, "You saw it! Are you satisfied? Do you think we will pretend to be sick again?"
Even in a deep coma, Ling Xueer's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and it could be seen that she was in great pain at the moment.
After looking at Ling Xueer quietly for a few seconds, a cold light flashed in Baili Feiyue's eyes, and as expected... he put down the tent nonchalantly.
He turned around and his eyes fell on Lan.
He laughed, "Eighth sister has a good mother..."
Aunt Lan felt a little uneasy when she looked at her.
Could it be... impossible!
Aunt Lan shook off the thought in her mind and remained calm. "What do you mean?"
Baili Feiyue raised her eyebrows with a half-smile, "What do you mean Aunt Lan, you don't know? Do you really have no idea that Eighth Sister would become like this?"
"Of course it's your fault that Xue'er has become like this!"
Baili Feiyue gave her a mocking look, and without saying anything more, left with Su Yi.
Ling Xueer's illness was thought to be a common fever, but it turned out to be so severe that several imperial physicians were invited that night.
By the next morning, Ling Xue'er was barely alive. In just one night, she was like a flower without water, withering away at an incredible speed, her eye sockets sunken, her face pale and ashen. The most experienced doctor in the Imperial Hospital apologized to Ling Sheng, saying that there was nothing he could do. He pointed out tactfully that even with the best thousand-year-old ginseng, she would only live for about three days at most, and asked him to mourn.
Because of Ling Xueer's illness, no one in the entire general's mansion had a peaceful night.
Even though Li had just recovered from a serious illness and needed recuperation, she still stayed in Aunt Lan's courtyard.
Although Ling Xueer was only a concubine's daughter, Ling Sheng didn't have many children to raise. He valued each of them. He was really angry when he punished Ling Xueer before, and he was really worried now, so he personally watched over her all night.
At this moment, Ling Sheng was a little embarrassed when the old doctor said this, "Is there really no other way?"
"General, I am not a good doctor." The old doctor felt guilty for not being able to help, and was ashamed. "I have been practicing medicine for fifty or sixty years, but I can't even figure out the cause of your lady's illness. I am really ashamed..."
This imperial physician is an authority in the Imperial Medical Bureau. What he said means that Ling Xueer’s condition is too serious!
Ling Yanran, who had just come in after guarding for most of the night, heard this and said with red eyes, "Is there nothing the Imperial Physician can do..."
Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he said, "Mom, maybe we can ask the divine doctor of Futu Pavilion for help! Although the divine doctor of Futu Pavilion may not be as good as the knowledgeable and well-informed imperial physician, he is indeed good at treating these strange symptoms! Mom, you were not very ill before, but now you are getting better, right?"
When Ling Yanran said this, Li seemed to remember it, "Look at me, I get confused when I'm anxious!"
Aunt Lan, who had been holding Ling Xueer's hand, cried, "Didn't they say that the miracle doctor only comes out once every three months..." She looked at Li as if she was looking at the last straw, "Madam, isn't the miracle doctor treating you? When will he come?" She knelt down with a plop, "Please, Madam, please beg the miracle doctor to save my Xueer!"
"Sister Lan, get up quickly!" Li hurriedly helped her up, "Xue'er is sick, I am also very anxious! But... Sister Lan, you don't know that the miracle doctor only came to our house once and left half a month's worth of medicine, saying that you will get better after taking the medicine. I guess he won't come again..."
Aunt Lan dropped her arms in despair, "How could this happen... How could this happen... Then I will go to the Buddha Pavilion to beg! I will kneel down to the miracle doctor! I will kowtow every step of the way, and I will be willing to do that!"
Ling Yanran couldn't bear to watch and cried, "Aunt Lan, please don't be like this. What will happen if you ruin Sister Xue'er's life? The Buddha Pavilion... It's not open once every three months now, and you won't find anyone there..."
Aunt Lan was no longer in good shape this time. She felt a wave of inexplicable panic in her heart and grabbed Ling Sheng's hand, "Master, Master, please save our Xue'er..."
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