"Me go see her? Forget it. Don't blame me if something goes wrong. During this time, our people should stay away from Tingzhi Courtyard, understand? Be careful not to get entangled with them. Even if you don't die, you'll be skinned alive."
Early Spring nodded cautiously. She thought about it carefully for a while and felt that what Zhong Muyu said made a lot of sense. In the past, many concubines in the palace would also frame others in this way.
After some time, things quieted down at Tingzhi Courtyard. It was said that Su Zhirou's condition had stabilized, but she was still unconscious, and the physicians were currently busy preparing medicine.
When Lu Ziyuan returned, he heard the news immediately.
"Sick? What kind of sickness?"
"The physician said it was a sudden heart attack, which is now under control, but the person is still unconscious."
"Yes, let them treat it properly."
Lu Ziyuan nodded, clearly not that concerned.
The guard who came to report waited a few seconds, then added, "Logically speaking, if the concubine has something to attend to, the princess should go and visit her, but the princess doesn't want to go. Your Highness, would you like to..."
"I'm not going."
Lu Ziyuan rejected him outright.
"What good would it do for the king and queen to go? We don't know medicine, and we can't cure her. But... let's send someone to find some tonics for her."
No matter what, she was only a concubine in name only, so Lu Ziyuan couldn't treat her too harshly.
The guard was taken aback and retreated dejectedly.
At the corner outside Xiuyu House, Lianye was waiting anxiously. When she saw the guard come out, she quickly called him over.
"Brother Guard, would His Highness like to go and take a look?"
The guard shook his head: "I told him, but the prince didn't want to go. He only asked us to find some tonics to send to the concubine."
"How could you do this! Guard, could you please go and beg the Prince again?"
"The prince doesn't seem to care much at all. No matter how many times I beg, there's nothing I can do. Miss Lianye, I really can't help you."
Lianye bit her lower lip in frustration. She had gone to great lengths to win over this guard, but he couldn't accomplish anything.
"Okay. Thanks for your help this time too."
"Okay, if you need anything in the future, just come to me, and I'll do my best to help you."
"I see."
Lianye was preoccupied with Su Zhirou's matter and didn't pay much attention to what the guard was saying.
Not long after, the tonics bestowed by Lu Ziyuan were sent to Tingzhi Courtyard.
Looking through the tonics, Granny Zhou said with a disappointed expression, "What's the use of sending these common tonics when the Prince isn't coming?"
Lianye said somewhat irritably, "Let's leave it at that for now; there's no other way. Has Madam woken up?"
"He just woke up, go and check on him."
Lianye cautiously entered the house, only to see Su Zhirou gently turn her head: "Lianye?"
"Madam, you have suffered."
"As long as we can win back the prince, this little bit of suffering is nothing."
Su Zhirou's face was pale, and she looked like she was terminally ill.
Lianye said, "Madam, it seems you are determined not to come. You should stop taking this medicine. Although it can fake a heart ailment, it still damages your body. The way you looked back then terrified me."
"No, it's not time to draw conclusions yet."
Although Su Zhirou was bedridden with illness, her eyes were still very sharp.
"If I were to be bedridden, they would be more than happy for me to die immediately. Without me, they would have peace and quiet. Why would I let them have their way?"
Su Zhirou struggled to get up, but soon collapsed due to weakness.
It seems she was too hasty; the medicine was too strong.
On the other side, Chengfeng, who rarely had a moment of leisure, left the study and sneaked into Xinxiang Courtyard, startling Zaochun.
"Why are you here? Does the Prince know?"
"Your Highness is busy right now, so I came to see you. How are you feeling at the Prince's residence?"
"What else can we do? Being with the Princess is fine, no matter where we are."
Mentioning Zhong Muyu, Chengfeng tentatively asked, "As for our matter, has the Princess Consort made any statement?"
"No, I wanted to say it several times, but the princess always managed to brush me off. In my opinion, the princess definitely knows what I want to say, but she just doesn't agree."
"You disagree? Why?"
"How would I know? Perhaps the princess doesn't think much of you. But if I could serve the princess forever, I would be quite content."
He said he was satisfied, but the disappointment on his face didn't seem fake.
Chengfeng was very anxious: "You can't be so easily satisfied! I will also try my best. Or, after these things are over, I will go and talk to the prince first."
Early Spring nodded: "Then I'll wait for your news."
The two chatted for a while during this time, and Zhong Muyu didn't pay too much attention to it, as she was currently making plans for something else.
...
Su Zhirou's illness came on quickly and went away quickly. Zhong Muyu just treated it as gossip in the manor and didn't pay much attention to it.
Now, the flowers in the palace are in full bloom. On a whim, Zhong Muyu remembered that the spices in the palace were made by Zaochun and the others, so she dragged Zaochun to pick petals to make spices, and the sachets were sewn by Zhang Mama.
Zhong Muyu was picking the fruit with great enthusiasm when she heard someone talking not far away.
She glanced over curiously and happened to see Su Zhirou and her maid.
This place is quite close to Tingzhi Courtyard. It seems she was so focused that she didn't realize she had wandered here.
Su Zhirou was dressed in a moon-white dress, looking as if she could be blown over by a gust of wind, and Lianye was supporting her.
"Madam, you're not fully recovered yet, why are you going out in the wind?"
“My illness has nothing to do with the wind. The doctor said that going out for walks is good for my health. Why don’t you walk with me for a while? We’ll go back soon.”
Early Spring naturally saw them too, so she said to Zhong Muyu, "We've actually come all this way, Your Highness, let's go back and avoid running into them."
Zhong Muyu smiled and said, "What, are you afraid she'll try to scam me?"
"It's certainly possible. Even if the attempt to stage an accident fails, it's still very unlucky."
Zhong Muyu then looked at Su Zhirou: "But it seems she really is sick; her complexion is not good at all."
"Whether it's a real illness or a fake illness, it's none of our business anyway."
I really dislike them in early spring.
Zhong Muyu said, "Alright, alright, then let's not look at them. Anyway, the flowers in this area are almost all gone. Let's go find some more elsewhere."
Just as the two were about to leave, they hadn't taken more than a few steps when they heard Su Zhirou's weak and pitiful voice: "Your Highness! This concubine greets Your Highness!"
Zhong Muyu turned around in surprise, only to find that Su Zhirou was no longer where she was, but had run up to Lu Ziyuan, who had just returned, and "coincidentally met him."
Just a moment ago, he was so sick that he seemed unable to walk, but in an instant, he was able to run so far!
If she weren't sick, she could easily have won an Olympic gold medal.
As expected, Lu Ziyuan was extremely attractive to her.
Zaochun, standing nearby, looked disgusted and said, "She's just like a concubine, trying every possible way to seduce the prince!"
"Stop scolding her. This is her job, so it's normal for her to work hard."
"Your Highness, why are you still speaking up for her?"
"..."
Zhong Muyu didn't want to talk to her anymore and focused on watching the drama unfold.
She was very curious.
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