23. The filial piety of the magistrate of Fukang County moved Heaven.
Jin Lanyue looked at the cook expectantly, her kitten-like face practically screaming "Praise me!"
The cook... the cook really couldn't bring herself to lie and say it.
She asked tactfully, "Princess, have you considered making one again?"
"No way." The little dumpling shook its head firmly.
Because there's only one bottle of the panacea.
The cook closed her eyes in despair, telling herself it was alright since it wasn't for them to eat anyway. Since it was made by the young county princess, her parents and brothers probably wouldn't mind, after all, it was a labor of love and shouldn't be wasted... With that thought in mind, she gritted her teeth and steamed the cake.
And so, a bizarre plate of pastries was born.
Little Jin Lanyue carefully held the plate, as if it were some rare treasure: "Look! Delicious cakes!"
The cook looked at the dark, unappetizing dumplings on the plate and swallowed hard. "Princess... how about we make them again..."
"No!" The little dumpling had already run outside on its short legs. "Mommy is waiting!"
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Inside the main room, Marquis Beiding was talking to Jiang Xiyue, while Jin Qizhi and Jin Lizhi were serving medicine by the bedside.
When Jin Lanyue came in carrying a plate of strange-looking things, the four of them were stunned.
"Father! Mother! Big brother! Second brother!" Jin Lanyue's eyes sparkled. "Yue'er made delicious cakes!"
She specifically emphasized the words "delicious".
Looking at her daughter's flour-covered face and dirty hands, Jiang Xiyue's eyes welled up with tears of heartache: "Yue'er..."
"You all, try some!" The little dumpling held up the pastries like a treasure.
Marquis Beiding stood at the front. He picked up a piece of pastry, which had a strange shape and emitted a peculiar smell that was a mixture of sour, sweet, bitter and spicy.
He took a small bite and froze instantly.
Hmm... how should I put it?
It looked terrible, and it tasted even worse.
Marquis Beiding's expression twisted for a few moments. He opened his mouth as if to vomit, but hesitated for a long time when he met his daughter's expectant eyes. Finally, he closed his eyes, steeled his heart, straightened his neck, tilted his head back, and swallowed it in one gulp, not daring to chew a single bite.
He forced a smile and said, "Hmm...very...unique..."
Seeing this, Jin Qizhi and his second brother each tried a small piece.
Jin Qizhi swallowed with difficulty, while her second brother cried because he found it hard to eat. Afraid of upsetting his sister, he forced back his tears.
The three men, father and sons, looked at each other, their expressions a colorful mix of emotions, all forcing smiles.
Jin Lanyue had no idea about their complicated thoughts, and simply assumed they liked it very much, so she happily asked them if they wanted more.
The three men shook their heads in horror, their movements never so synchronized.
The little dumpling then took the pastries to her mother's side on the bed.
The Marquis of Beiding glanced up and saw the cook who had followed him. She stood outside the house, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.
He waved his hand, quietly called her in, and asked her what had happened.
The cook told her everything in detail.
The maidservant serving Jiang Xiyue also added a couple of sentences.
The story gradually unfolds—Jin Lanyue wakes up from her afternoon nap and hears that her mother can't eat, so she goes to the kitchen and cooks "food" herself.
Marquis Beiding's feelings were complicated.
It's a good thing that the child is filial...
But we shouldn't let her go to the kitchen anymore.
I can't take it, I really can't take it.
That one bite will be something he can savor for decades.
[Task Completed]
You served the poisoned pastries fairly to everyone, intending to kill everyone fairly.
Watching them eat the pastries and their faces turn green, you feel incredibly satisfied!
Even if the poison doesn't kill them, it'll be enough for them to remember for decades!
[Reward Received: Detoxification Pill]
Huh?
Jin Lanyue tilted her little head.
So, do Daddy and his brothers like her pastries or not?
On the other side of the bed, Jiang Xiyue received the pastries her daughter had made herself.
Marquis Beiding opened his mouth to stop her, but seeing the sweat on his daughter's face and her bright, loving eyes looking at her mother, he couldn't bring himself to speak.
He silently shut his mouth.
It's just seasoned; although it tastes terrible, it's not harmful to your health.
Just take a bite...
Under the tense gazes of everyone, Jiang Xiyue took a small bite.
Her sense of taste, dulled by illness, couldn't detect the strange flavor; she could only taste her daughter's love.
"The pastries Yue'er made are so delicious." Jiang Xiyue smiled gently and took another big bite.
Her pale fingertips gently stroked her daughter's flour-covered face: "Mother loves it the most."
The little dumpling's eyes shone brightly, as if they were filled with stars: "Really? Then Mommy should eat more!"
As he spoke, he handed over another piece of pastry that was crookedly shaped.
Marquis Beiding, Jin Qizhi, and their second brother held their breath, watching incredulously as Jiang Xiyue ate the dark, gooey pastries one after another.
Even more surprisingly, as she swallowed the pastries, Jiang Xiyue's ashen face gradually flushed, and her breathing became steady and strong.
“Strange…” Jiang Xiyue put down the last piece of pastry and touched her forehead in confusion. “I suddenly feel much lighter.”
The female doctor quickly stepped forward to take his pulse: "This pulse..."
The female doctor's eyes widened: "It's a pulse that doesn't indicate illness!"
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That night, Jiang Xiyue miraculously recovered.
Not only was she able to get out of bed and walk around freely, but she also ate two meals, which was unprecedented for her.
This phenomenon, which should not have occurred, startled the female physician, who summoned other imperial physicians to assist in the diagnosis.
When the imperial physician examined her pulse, he exclaimed in amazement, "The lady's pulse is normal, and the summer heat has completely subsided. This...this is simply against medical principles!"
The imperial physician was completely baffled and asked, "When did the lady begin to recover? Did something unusual happen?"
"It was after eating my Yue'er's pastries that she suddenly got better!" Marquis Beiding immediately realized.
Jin Qizhi added, "Yes, nothing else particularly noteworthy happened."
The second brother suddenly realized: "So, it was my sister who saved Mother?"
The imperial physician stroked his beard and said, "Although it sounds incredible, after eliminating all other options, this should be the correct answer."
"It must be that our Yue'er's filial piety has moved Heaven." Marquis Beiding lifted Jin Lanyue high and kissed her rosy cheek. "My Yue'er is truly a blessed star sent from Heaven!"
“My sister’s filial piety moved Heaven,” Jin Qizhi said, moved. “My sister’s filial piety moved Heaven, and Heaven sent down divine power to heal Mother.”
The second brother jumped up and down clapping his hands: "Little sister is the best! Even the imperial physician couldn't cure her illness, but her pastries cured it!"
“Yes,” Jiang Xiyue said with absolute certainty, “it was Heaven that guided Yue’er to make this pastry and cured my illness. If it weren’t for Yue’er, I don’t know how long I would have been sick.”
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Imperial Medical Academy.
The imperial physician who had visited the Marquis of Beiding's residence for treatment was surrounded by his colleagues.
"My lord, I've heard that the Lady of the Marquis recovered completely overnight?"
"This illness came on so quickly and went away so quickly, it's really strange!"
"This shouldn't be happening. Could it be... a miracle from heaven?"
The imperial physician stroked his white beard: "In my forty years of medical practice, I have never seen such a strange thing. The Lady of the Marquis was still bedridden yesterday, but yesterday her pulse was normal and her complexion was rosy."
He lowered his voice: "What's even stranger is that I heard it was after eating pastries made by the young county princess that he got better..."
The news spread like wildfire; the story of the Lady of Fukang County, whose filial piety moved Heaven and brought divine mercy, cured her own mother, and spread throughout the capital overnight.
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Inside the palace.
The little princess was practicing calligraphy when she heard the palace maids whispering. She immediately threw down her brush: "What? Yue'er's pastries cured her mother?"
She proudly raised her chin: "As expected of someone I protect! Truly amazing!"
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Upon hearing this, the young prince curled his lip in disdain: "It must be sorcery! How could that little brat have such abilities?"
“But…” the little prince’s eyes darted around, “if she doesn’t get along with Chaoyun, I’ll admit it was magic!”
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Upon hearing of this, Qu Zijin immediately went to the palace to meet the emperor.
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