Chapter 33 The Princess Falls Ill
The atmosphere inside the Hall of Preserving Harmony changed from tense and confrontational to somewhat bizarre and comical because of that White Rabbit candy.
Princess Tuoba Yu of Northern Yan, with a candy in her mouth, her cheeks bulging, and tear stains still wet at the corners of her eyes, looked like a tamed little lion. The Northern Yan envoys behind her looked at each other, unsure whether to draw their knives or put them back in, so embarrassed that they scratched their toes on the ground.
The officials who had been working hard breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the regent with admiration: As expected of the queen, she could even bribe the princess of an enemy country with sugar!
Just as Shen Jin was about to order the banquet to be reopened and turn the page on this matter—
A sudden change occurred.
Tuoba Yu, who was sitting awkwardly chewing candy, suddenly changed his expression.
The rosy glow vanished instantly, replaced by a deathly pale white. The wine glass in her hand clattered to the ground, and she fell straight backward as if her bones had been removed.
"Princess!"
The maid beside him exclaimed in surprise and rushed to help him up.
But Tuoba Yu had already lost consciousness. She collapsed into the arms of her maid, her body began to convulse violently, her eyes rolled back, her teeth clenched, and even white foam began to spill from the corners of her mouth.
"Ah! Princess!"
"Something's happened! Something's happened to the princess!"
The Northern Yan delegation was instantly thrown into an uproar.
The leading envoy suddenly drew his curved sword, his eyes bloodshot, and pointed it at Shen Jin and Jiang Mianmian, who were seated high above him, roaring:
"You bastards! How dare you poison our princess in public!"
"That candy! It must have been poisoned!"
"If anything happens to the princess, the Northern Yan cavalry will surely crush your Daqian!"
In an instant, chaos erupted inside the hall.
The Imperial Guards quickly surrounded the Northern Yan envoy, confronting him. The sounds of swords being drawn filled the air, and a palpable sense of impending doom hung in the air.
He sat calmly in his high position, his brows furrowed and his eyes as cold as ice.
poison?
He looked at Jiang Mianmian.
Jiang Mianmian was holding another White Rabbit milk candy in her hand, about to put it in her mouth, when she was startled by this sudden change and dropped the candy.
Holy crap! Is this a staged accident?
[Is this princess a drama queen? She was perfectly fine just a moment ago, how did she suddenly collapse? Her acting is even more exaggerated than mine!]
Wait... these symptoms...
Jiang Mianmian squinted at the girl below who was convulsing and foaming at the mouth.
[Generalized tonic-clonic seizures? This is... epilepsy?!]
[Moreover, her face is pale and she's having difficulty breathing; her airway is blocked! If we don't save her soon, the princess will suffocate before the Northern Yan cavalry even tramples her to pieces!]
"Imperial Physician! Quickly summon the Imperial Physician!" The young Emperor Shen Xingchen jumped up from his dragon throne in fright.
Several attending imperial physicians rushed over, scrambling and stumbling, trying to pinch the philtrum and take the pulse, each one sweating profusely, but they were helpless.
"This...this pulse is erratic, like poisoning, or like infantile convulsions..." the imperial physician stammered. "I...I dare not administer acupuncture!"
"Useless! All of you are useless!" the Northern Yan envoy roared. "Hand over the antidote! Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"
The situation was on the verge of spiraling out of control, and a diplomatic crisis between the two countries was imminent.
Jiang Mianmian sat in her seat and sighed deeply.
Ugh, this is such a hassle.
I just wanted to be a quiet bystander, but the whole thing has fallen apart.
If she were to die here, Regent Shen Jin would definitely be in trouble, and it might even lead to war. War costs money, and money means my secret stash of funds...
No! This girl can't die for my money!
Shen Jin had been keeping a close eye on Jiang Mianmian's movements. Hearing her weigh the pros and cons in her mind, his tense nerves inexplicably relaxed a little.
If she finds it "troublesome," then there's hope.
Jiang Mianmian looked utterly dejected as she rummaged through her sleeves for a while.
Where is it? The first aid kit I hoarded during the apocalypse... Oh, found it.
[Forget about anti-epileptic drugs, they're hard to explain. Here's a 'highly concentrated sedative and detoxifying pill,' the name might sound a bit corny, but it's specifically for treating various nervous system disorders and emergency situations, and it can also neutralize minor poisonings.]
She pulled out a dark, round pill that looked like a sheep dung ball.
"Get out of the way!"
Jiang Mianmian suddenly shouted, her clear voice piercing through the noisy hall.
The Northern Yan envoy was taken aback and subconsciously turned around.
In that instant, Jiang Mianmian's wrist twitched.
Let's go!
The black pill traced a perfect parabola in the air, passing precisely over everyone's heads, and with a "whoosh," it flew accurately into Tuoba Yu's wide-open mouth, where he was struggling to breathe.
His speed and accuracy were comparable to those of a professional pitcher.
"Gulp."
Tuoba Yu's throat moved, and the pill was forced down his throat.
"You! What did you feed the princess?!" The Northern Yan envoy was shocked and raised his sword to rush forward.
"Shut up if you don't want her to die!"
Jiang Mianmian leaned back lazily in her chair, dusted off her hands, and said impatiently, "That's my specially made 'Resurrection Pill,' which is specially used to cure all kinds of... epilepsy, swine epilepsy, and manic episodes."
[It's basically just a super-strength tranquilizer. Don't thank me, this stuff is pretty expensive. If I wasn't worried about the war affecting my hot pot restaurant's business, I wouldn't have given it to this brat.]
"A resurrection pill?"
The crowd was skeptical.
However, a miracle occurred.
In just a few breaths, Tuoba Yu, who was still convulsing violently and on the verge of dying, suddenly relaxed, and the terrible spasms actually stopped!
The bluish-purple color on her face quickly faded, and her breathing became steady. Although she was still not awake, she was clearly out of danger and lay soundly in the maid's arms as if she were asleep.
"this……"
The imperial physician, his hands trembling, took the pulse again and exclaimed in surprise, "Amazing! The pulse has stabilized! The princess... the princess is alright!"
The hall fell silent instantly.
All eyes were once again drawn to the regent's wife, who sat languidly on her high seat.
If recognizing poison earlier was a talent, then this "finger flick to save a life" move is simply... a miracle!
The Northern Yan envoy dropped his knife with a clang. He looked at the peacefully sleeping princess, then at Jiang Mianmian, his expression a complex mix of emotions.
"Thank you so much, Your Highness, for saving my life..."
He bowed haltingly, his earlier arrogance completely gone.
Jiang Mianmian waved her hand, picked up a grape, popped it into her mouth, and mumbled:
"You're welcome. Remember to pay for the medicine. It's very expensive, one thousand taels per pill, and we don't offer credit."
[Hmph, you scared me! You deserve compensation for emotional distress. A thousand taels is a friendly price!]
Looking at her greedy and greedy appearance, Shen Jin couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips into a smile.
He turned to look at the Northern Yan envoy, his voice regaining its former authority:
"Since it's a recurrence of an old ailment, take him away and let him rest properly. As for the medical expenses..."
Shen Jin paused, glanced at Jiang Mianmian, and said, "Send it to the Prince's Mansion's accounting office later."
"Yes, yes, yes!" The envoy dared not disobey and quickly had the princess carried away.
A terrifying crisis was averted by an unknown "black pill".
The hall was once again filled with the sounds of singing and dancing, but the way everyone looked at Jiang Mianmian had changed. From initial disdain and suspicion, they had transformed into awe, curiosity, and even... worship.
How many more surprises does this princess have in store for them?
Jiang Mianmian, however, paid no attention to this; she was already plotting in her mind:
[A thousand taels in hand! Enough to buy several bolts of silkworm silk! I exceeded my sales target for today; I'll treat myself to a late-night snack when I get home!]
Shen Jin picked up his wine glass, concealing the smile in his eyes.
Want some late-night snack?
Then I'll eat with her.
After all, this "salted fish" tonight saved the nation's fortunes.
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