"Isn't Su Yujiao very capable? Where does Your Majesty plan to hide the child? Won't it be easily found?"
"If the child isn't her biological child, that's fine. But if the child is her biological child, then that child is her Achilles' heel."
"Once her child is captured, and she finds him, how will she retaliate against my brother?"
Jin Mudan had two purposes: first, to gather information, and second, to frighten Consort Jing and make her stop Chu Zhongyuan's actions.
After all, she is currently in the palace and may not be able to leave, and she has no one she can rely on.
Even if there are people available, it would be strange to suddenly send someone close to Jiaojiao.
And Jiaojiao might not believe it either!
Most importantly, she was constantly being watched from the shadows by shadow guards.
How exactly can I get the message to her?
Consort Jing sighed, "Alas, I've said all this, but your brother just won't listen."
"As for when to take action, he didn't say, and he wouldn't let me ask any further questions."
"I wonder if Su Yujiao really has that much power. If we really anger her, I wonder what the consequences will be."
"Fortunately, she still has family members she cares about. If we threaten her with her family, I doubt she will dare to go too far."
Seeing her daughter's restless state, Consort Jing asked with some concern, "He'er, what's wrong with you today?"
"Are you feeling unwell? Why do you look so pale?"
Jin Mudan was somewhat agitated; her mind was preoccupied with how to get the message out.
"Mother, I'm fine. I still want to go out for a walk. It's too stuffy in the palace, and... I miss my husband too."
Consort Jing scolded playfully, "It's only been a short time since we separated, and you already miss him?"
"How did your mother just teach you?"
"Don't take feelings too seriously, or he'll control you."
"You are a princess, and a princess should act like a princess."
"You are not allowed to leave the palace. You don't look well, so just rest in the palace."
"Mother, please keep Xu Mama here. Call her if you need anything."
"Mother will be going back now."
Not long after Consort Jing left, Jin Mudan got out of bed, and sure enough, Granny Xu was waiting outside the door.
"Princess, why are you up?"
"It's windy outside, and you're still recovering from your serious injuries, so you need to rest more."
Jin Mudan glanced at Xu Mama and adopted the spoiled and willful demeanor of a princess: "I came out for some fresh air, what business is it of yours?"
"This old servant deserves to die, please forgive me, Princess."
Jin Mudan left her palace, but wherever she went, palace maids and eunuchs followed her, which made her very annoyed.
She only regretted that she didn't have a clever mind and couldn't think of a good way to get the message out.
Jin Mudan was walking in the Imperial Garden when a palace maid suddenly rushed out in front of her, clutching her stomach as if in pain, but she had no choice but to kneel down and pay her respects upon seeing her.
"What’s wrong with you?"
The young palace maid turned pale with fright and immediately prostrated herself on the ground: "This servant deserves to die, this servant has disturbed the princess."
"I'm asking you what's wrong?" she said forcefully.
The palace maid blushed but dared not refuse to answer: "Your Highness, I have an upset stomach..."
Jin Mudan covered her nose and took a step back, as if she could already smell the stench, waving her hand in disgust: "Go away, go away."
"Thank you, Princess." The little palace maid clutched her stomach and hurriedly ran away.
As Jin Mudan watched her retreating figure, she seemed to remember something and immediately returned to her own palace.
In the afternoon, she suddenly fell ill and asked Xu Mama to invite Consort Jing over.
Consort Jing was already worried, and when she heard that she was not feeling well, she rushed over.
Originally, after falling from such a high platform, the imperial physicians had declared her dead, but she miraculously survived and recovered very well.
Consort Jing felt something was amiss and feared it might be a final burst of energy before death.
"He'er, where do you feel unwell? Tell your mother quickly!"
"Don't be afraid, your mother is here."
"Go and fetch the imperial physician at once!" Consort Jing shouted sternly.
Xu Mama knelt down with a troubled expression and begged for forgiveness: "This old servant deserves to die. It's not that this old servant didn't want to fetch the imperial physician, but... but that the princess refused."
Why is that?
Chu Qinghe clutched her stomach, dismissed everyone, and muttered somewhat awkwardly, "It's...it's uncomfortable somewhere."
"Where?" Consort Jing didn't react for a moment.
Chu Qinghe blushed, feeling somewhat embarrassed and awkward: "It's down there, it hurts, itches, and... it smells bad."
"It felt like ten thousand ants were gnawing at me there, it was so itchy that my whole body was itchy, I just wanted to bang my head against a wall and die..."
Consort Jing understood; it turned out to be a gynecological disease that all women suffer from.
I never imagined that my daughter, at such a young age and before even having a child, would contract such a shameful disease.
"Did you wash it with water?"
"I washed it, but it didn't help."
"Then should Mother send someone to fetch a female physician from the palace to examine you?"
"Those female healers don't know any medicine at all, they only recognize a few herbs, it's useless to bring them here."
"Then what should we do?"
“This disease affects every woman, and there’s no good way to treat it; you just have to endure it as much as you can.”
Chu Qinghe said in a tearful voice, "I can't stand it, I'm really suffering, it's so annoying."
"Mother, why don't you let Su Yujiao come over? She knows medicine and is a woman. Let her take a look at me. I am really in pain."
Seeing her daughter's distress, Consort Jing agreed without hesitation.
When Su Yujiao received Consort Jing's imperial edict, she was extremely unwilling, but she could not refuse.
Upon arriving at Chu Qinghe's palace, Su Yujiao looked at the person on the bed with a blank expression, but her heart was filled with resentment.
How could this wicked princess be so lucky? She fell from such a high stage and was declared dead, but now she's alive and kicking again.
It's true what they say, evil deeds live on for a thousand years!
Why didn't the peony have such good luck?
I really hope the peony will wake up soon.
When Chu Qinghe on the bed saw Su Yujiao enter, she suppressed her excitement and dared not let herself cry.
"Is the princess feeling unwell? Why haven't you summoned the imperial physician?"
Although Consort Jing disliked her tone of voice, she couldn't show her any displeasure now that she needed her help.
After all, offending a doctor only leads to suffering for the patient; she understood that much.
"You may all leave."
After everyone had left, Consort Jing asked, "Does Princess Anshun know how to treat women's ailments?"
Gynecological diseases?
"Tell me the specifics first." Su Yujiao's face remained expressionless.
Chu Qinghe was somewhat embarrassed to say: "It's just itchy, it smells bad, and it's always uncomfortable..."
"Take off your pants."
"What?" The woman looked up in shock.
"What's so surprising? If I don't examine it, how can I prescribe the right medicine?"
"Isn't taking the pulse enough?"
Su Yujiao retorted sarcastically, "If pulse diagnosis is effective, why doesn't the princess consult the imperial physician?"
"I...I..."
Consort Jing comforted her, "He'er, we're all women, there's no need for you to be shy."
“The county princess is right. We should take a look at this to treat women’s diseases.”
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