Princess Xiyan's illness has lasted for several days.

Except for the first day of physical education class, she never appeared in front of Wu Qing again.

Wu Qing asked Jinxiu, but Jinxiu wasn't quite sure either.

According to the servants who served the princess, she ate raw and cold food in winter, which caused gastrointestinal discomfort and unbearable pain.

After learning that Xiyan was in so much pain that she was bedridden, Wu Qing once sent her some medicated food.

On the night that Xiyan skipped class, Wu Qing carried an exquisite lunch box, declined Jinxiu's kindness, and went to Xiyan's residence alone.

This is the southernmost place in Kunning Palace and was also the former residence of the eldest prince.

Logically speaking, the furnishings in the house shouldn't be too bad.

But Wu Qing didn't think so when he walked to the door.

Stairs are often a guest’s first impression of a home.

However, there were four or five broken steps in front of Princess Xiyan's house. Although it was caused by natural wear and tear, it was enough to show the negligence of the servants.

Wu Qing couldn't help but frown.

This is Kunning Palace, how could such an obvious omission occur?

She swept her eyes across the hall. The room was dark and swallowed by heavy shadows. The windows had been closed for a long time, and the air in the room was stagnant.

The charcoal basin was placed in the corner, and the charcoal fire inside had burned out to the very end, emitting only the last bit of residual heat.

Wu Qing stepped onto the stairs, his footsteps echoing in the empty palace, but no one came out to greet him.

The original book contains very little description of Xiyan's childhood.

Wu Qing knew that Concubine De didn't like her, but she didn't expect that she didn't live very well in Kunning Palace.

Does the Queen know about this?

Definitely don’t know!

No one greeted her, so Wu Qing walked into the hall and headed towards the dormitory.

The air did not have the expected strong medicinal smell, but instead had a damp and cold smell.

"Xiyan? Xiyan?" Wu Qing called softly outside the dormitory door curtain.

**Xiyan was stunned.

She quickly blew out the candle in her hand, hid the scripture under her pillow, and then shrank into bed, leaving only a pair of bright eyes, looking vigilantly outside the door curtain through the gap in the bed curtain.

The figure outside the curtain was pacing, seeming a little anxious.

Judging from the outline and voice, the person coming should be a lucky person.

...Why is Concubine Ji here?

Xiyan was very surprised and prepared to get out of bed to greet him.

But someone reacted faster than her.

Bai Lu, the palace maid in charge of taking care of Xiyan, walked quickly into the room with an unfriendly and even somewhat domineering tone.

"Who is yelling here? Do you know where this is? The princess is ill, and I have told you many times that no outsiders are allowed to enter... Lady Ji!? Why is it you!?"

When Bai Lu saw the person coming, she was speechless for a moment.

Wu Qing held the lunch box and stared at her without saying a word.

Bai Lu's expression immediately changed into a flattering smile.

She performed an exaggerated salute, holding her face with her hands and smiling, "I pay my respects to Lady Ji. Lady Ji, I am not very good at seeing. I didn't know it was you. I thought it was a servant who disturbed the princess's recovery. If I had known it was you, I would have come out to greet you earlier."

Wu Qing asked: "Where were you just now?"

Bai Lu looked around and said, "My dear, please hand the food box to me. Your hands are precious, please don't tire yourself out."

Wu Qing expressionlessly avoided her hand and held the food box tightly in his hand.

"I'm not kidding you. The princess is sick in bed now, and as her personal maid, you should take good care of her. Where have you been?" Wu Qing asked Bai Lu slowly.

Seeing that she looked unhappy, Bai Lu reluctantly withdrew her hand.

"My Lord, the people in the backyard are making medicinal porridge for the princess. I was worried about the temperature, so I went to check it out. That's why I came back a little late."

Wu Qing asked: "Besides you, is there no one else who can go?"

Bai Lu smiled awkwardly: "How can this place be compared to your noble family? There are only four people in the room, including this servant. Doesn't this mean that I have to worry more?"

Wu Qing laughed and pointed out her fault directly: "I only have one maid named Jinxiu in my room, and I have never seen her neglect me."

Bai Lu: “…”

Her face looked very bad, but she still smiled and said, "Yes, yes, your Excellency is right. I didn't do my job well, and I should be punished, I should be punished."

As she said this, she was about to slap herself in the face.

Wu Qing quickly held her hand, "Not really. Next time I come, you can just stay in the room and wait on me."

Xiyan lay in the dim room, her eyes fixed on the ceiling, her heart surging with anxiety.

…Except for Aunt Xiwen, this was the first time that someone scolded the servants around her.

Wu Qing asked: "How is the princess's illness?"

Bai Lu replied respectfully: "The abdominal pain has eased, but the princess is too weak to walk. That's why I didn't come to learn from you."

Can’t even walk anymore?

Wu Qing became a little more worried.

[Is he seriously ill?]

"Have you seen the imperial physician?" Wu Qing asked.

Bai Lu shook her head.

Wu Qing was immediately a little angry, "Why don't you call the imperial physician?! Health is a big deal. If something happens to the princess, you will be the ones who will suffer!"

Bai Lu knelt down quickly and explained, "Please calm down, my lord. It was the princess herself who said she didn't want an imperial physician. As servants, we naturally don't want anything to happen to the princess."

Wu Qing shook his head and said, "Nonsense."

In ancient times, even minor illnesses could be fatal.

She turned around and wanted to ask the imperial physician to come and see Xiyan.

Xiyan hurriedly called out to her, "My dear, don't go."

Wu Qing stopped and talked to her through the door curtain.

She changed her tone and said gently: "Xiyan, are you awake? Does your stomach still hurt?"

Xiyan lowered her voice and said, "It doesn't hurt much anymore, I just don't have much strength. I'll be fine after lying down for a few days."

Wu Qing asked again: "Really, we don't need to invite a doctor?"

Xiyan firmly rejected Wu Qing.

[Unlike the eldest and second princes, Princess Xiyan cherishes her life very much. She must have her own considerations for making this decision.]

Wu Qing chose to respect the child's decision.

She softened her voice, "Okay, then we won't ask for the imperial physician. I brought you some medicinal food, if you have an appetite, you can have a few bites."

Xiyan responded.

After the two of them had a brief conversation, Wu Qing put the food box on the table and hurried towards the queen's bedroom.

She had to talk to the Queen. The servants around Xiyan were not very good. At least they needed to be replaced with some more loyal ones.

After Wu Qing left, Xiyan climbed down from the bed and opened the food box.

There was a bowl of Tremella soup on the first layer of the food box. It was very filling and still warm.

When she opened the second layer of partition, Xiyan's eyes fixed.

——It’s today’s small test paper and the princes’ class notes.

She lowered her little head and said nothing.

Lady Ji really takes her studies to heart.

…

Wu Qing didn't stand in front of Xiyan's door for long.

She turned back resolutely and walked towards her room.

[The real murderer is Xi Yan? It is unnecessary and impossible. ]

[But the disappearance of the list may have been caused by Xi Yan's help. ]

[Who was the person I suspected at that time...ah, it was Aunt Xiwen.]

Wu Qing narrowed his eyes slightly.

Xiwen and Xiyan...seem to have always been very close?

The balance in her heart suddenly tipped over.

It must be Xiwen’s fault!

Instigating children, bad guy!