Chapter 43
It was just some external injuries, wasn't it? How could it be that his heart meridian was damaged and he was going to die soon?
Feng Wentang tried to calm herself down, grabbed the doctor's arm and asked, "She was very frightened just now, is that why her heart meridian was damaged?"
Xinyun grabbed the doctor's other arm: "What do you mean by damaged heart meridians? Do you have any way to help my young lady?"
The doctor first pulled the arm out of Xinyun's hand: "What doctors call damage to the heart meridian is actually what ordinary people call the dissipation of essence, energy and spirit. Think about it, if a person's essence, energy and spirit are all dissipated, then just living and breathing will be exhausting enough."
"Besides, she is injured and has a high fever. She has no strength to recover. People with damaged heart meridians can be killed by even a cold."
As he spoke, he pulled his other arm out of Feng Wentang's hand: "Generally speaking, a major fright is not enough to damage a person's heart meridian. People usually only suffer such damage when they are in an extremely sad and fearful environment for a long time."
"This illness is actually a psychological one. Ordinary medicines are useless. Only when she resolves her inner conflict can she overcome this difficulty."
Feng Wentang pondered for a moment: "If it wasn't because of that fright just now, then what other person or thing could frighten her and become a knot in her heart? If we don't even know what her knot is, how can we help her untie it?"
The doctor looked bewildered: "I don't know. Don't ask me. I treat patients, not fortune tellers."
Feng Wentang turned to look at Xinyun: "I'm asking you, you've been with her day and night, what exactly happened to her that caused her to be so terrified and sad that her heart meridian was damaged?"
In her panic, Xinyun felt her mind was a complete mess and she couldn't think of anything.
Just as everyone was getting anxious, Mu Yulu on the bed started talking nonsense again: "I know my methods are dishonorable, I'm not a good person, but I really didn't mean to cause her to miscarry..."
Xin Yun's expression changed. Hearing Mu Yulu say that, she suddenly remembered something.
The young lady's personality changed drastically after her previous failed suicide attempt.
Since then, she has been frequently ill, and each time she gets sick she has a high fever, and each time she has a fever she talks nonsense.
At first, she didn't understand what the young lady was talking about, thinking that she was just talking nonsense without any logic due to her high fever. But after listening to her more often, she gradually realized that the nonsense the young lady was talking about actually had a logic to it.
I don't know if she had a nightmare while she was sick, in which she was a scheming and inherently wicked person who was punished for doing some bad things.
In retrospect, could it be that the punishments in her dream caused her to be so terrified that her heart meridian was damaged?
Mu Yulu suddenly burst into tears as she spoke: "Please, please divorce me, please divorce me! I don't want to marry you anymore, I really don't want to marry you..."
Feng Wentang's expression changed upon hearing this. He grabbed the doctor, who was secretly packing his medicine kit to slip away, again: "Is there any way to calm her down temporarily? How can she hold on like this?"
“She really can’t hold on like this. The most I can do is prescribe some fever reducers.” The doctor tried to break free from Feng Wentang’s grasp: “I told you, this is a psychological problem. Prescribing any medicine won’t help. Do you dare let her fall asleep in this condition?”
The doctor spread his hands: "She's only hanging on by a thread right now. If she falls asleep, she probably won't be able to get up again. You can start preparing for the worst!"
At this moment, Xinyun said somewhat uncertainly, "I think I know who Miss's problem is."
Before Feng Wentang could ask a question, she glanced at Mu Yulu, who was lying on the bed with disheveled hair and looked so haggard that she was almost unrecognizable, gritted her teeth, turned around and ran out of the room: "Guard Feng, please take care of Miss. I'm going to the Mu Prince's Mansion to fetch someone."
Before she could finish speaking, she had already disappeared. Feng Wentang wanted to chase after her to find out what was going on, but Mu Yulu really couldn't be left alone, so he could only stay there, completely bewildered.
Xin Yun ran breathlessly to the front of the Prince's mansion, only to be told by the guards at the gate that the Prince had left early that morning and was not currently in the mansion.
Exhausted, she knelt down, intending to wait at the door for the prince to return, but was thrown down the steps by the guards.
Their tone was stern: "This is the Regent's Palace; unauthorized personnel are not allowed to linger."
Xinyun quickly explained, "I am not an outsider. I am a maid from the Mu family. My young lady is ill and wants Your Highness to take a look at her."
The head guard frowned: "I'll say it again, this is the Regent's Palace, not just anyone can go in. Even if the Prince is here today, you are not qualified to go in and see him."
Xinyun said anxiously, "I really have something important to ask to see you! Your Highness and my young lady know each other. My young lady is seriously ill and her life is in danger. She really just wants to see Your Highness."
She mustered her courage and climbed the steps again, grasping the arm of the head guard and pleading, "Please, brother guard, just let me wait here for the prince to return. I'll accept whatever punishment I may receive when I see the prince, I beg you."
Her pleas were of no use. The guard lifted his arm and threw her down again: "I'm warning you, if you cause any more trouble at the gate of the Prince's mansion, we can arrest you and throw you in jail. Seeing that you're a weak woman, I'll let you go this time. Now get out of here!"
Xinyun gritted her teeth and stood still, refusing to leave no matter what.
Seeing her stubbornness, the guards exchanged glances and then approached her with their long swords in hand.
Xin Yun retreated warily: "What are you going to do? Are you really going to throw me in jail? I'm not lying to you, my young lady really knows the prince, and she is really on the verge of death. Please, just let me see the prince one last time."
They treated her like a troublesome, unreasonable person and wouldn't listen to her. Each of them grabbed one of her arms and dragged her away.
Xin Yun knew that if she were really imprisoned, it would be too late for anything. These guards would definitely not tell the prince about this small matter today, and Mu Qinhan might never know that she had come to see him.
If that's the case, who else can save Mu Yulu?
No, she must not be taken away.
She gritted her teeth, braced her feet firmly against the ground, and refused to leave no matter what.
Perhaps even the heavens were taking pity on her, for the sky, which had been shining brightly just moments before, was suddenly covered by dark clouds, followed by a few drops of rain.
As the rain intensified, the guards grew increasingly impatient. One of them kicked her in the leg, saying, "If you still refuse to leave, we can torture you. Don't force us to break your leg and throw you in jail."
Xinyun knelt down in pain, but still mustered all her strength to stand guard at the gate of the Prince's Mansion: "I won't leave! Even if you beat me to death at the gate of the Prince's Mansion today, I will not leave!"
Amidst the chaos, a group of palace servants slowly walked from the end of the long street. The head maid, seeing the farce unfolding in front of the Prince's residence, frowned deeply: "You insolent fools, how dare you cause trouble in the Regent's residence?"
Despite her advanced age, she possessed a dignified air. Her cold gaze swept over Xinyun before shifting to the guards: "How are you doing your job? The Prince has just paid his respects to the Empress Dowager and will be returning soon. Why don't you get rid of this troublemaker before he gets back?"
This old nanny is an old servant who has served the Empress Dowager. Mu Qinhan lost his mother at a young age and was raised by the Empress Dowager. Therefore, although he was not born of the principal wife, his status in the palace was second only to the Crown Prince.
Today, he entered the palace to inquire about the Empress Dowager's health and served her medicine. The old lady was pleased and rewarded him with many treasures. She specially ordered the nanny beside her to lead the palace servants to personally deliver these treasures to the Prince's residence.
Now that the nanny has arrived, Mu Qinhan must have finished serving the Empress Dowager her medicine and is on her way back to the mansion.
Thinking of this, Xinyun immediately felt hopeful. She quickly raised her voice and said, "Reporting to Granny, I am a maid from the Mu family. My young lady and the prince are old acquaintances. I have come to request an audience with the prince!"
Upon hearing this, the old woman's already furrowed brows furrowed even more deeply: "What Mu family, what young lady? I've never even heard of them."
She waved to the palace servants behind her, signaling them to deliver the Empress Dowager's gifts to the Prince's residence first, and then shouted at the guards, "Why aren't you dealing with her yet? Are you waiting for her to shout and make a scene here, slandering the Prince's reputation?"
People from the palace are different; the guards naturally understood what the old woman meant by "get rid of her."
Instead of kicking her out or imprisoning her, they wanted them to drag her to a deserted place and beat her to death.
The rain was getting heavier, and the head guard kicked Xinyun hard. He used all his strength in the kick, breaking Xinyun's bones and forcing her to fall to the ground.
He beckoned to the other guards: "Drag her into the palace first, find a secluded courtyard and dispose of her there. Don't let her continue to swagger around the gate."
The old woman looked down at Xinyun, said nothing more, and walked into the Prince's mansion.
Rainwater streamed down Xinyun's disheveled hair, mingling with the blood seeping from her cut forehead, dripping onto the waterlogged stone surface.
Her voice became hoarse, but it was no longer as humble as before; instead, it was filled with utter rage: "You can kill me, but if this prevents the Prince from seeing Miss one last time, he will definitely kill you all."
Enraged by her words, one of the guards kicked her thin shoulder, sending her sprawling to the ground in the rain: "How dare you spout such nonsense here and disturb the peace of the Prince's mansion?"
Just then, a magnificent carriage with a black brocade canopy and the insignia of the Prince's Mansion rumbled through the rain and came to a steady stop below the high steps of the mansion gate.
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