"Your Highness, the little princess's smallpox is quite dangerous; I'm afraid..."
"I don't want to say 'I'm afraid,' I want you to heal the little princess. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir!"
Under pressure, the imperial physician hurriedly went back to continue preparing the medicine, while Yinzhen was still waiting for news from Gao Wuyong.
Lingyun's condition did not improve that day, but it did not worsen either.
On the third day, Gao Wuyong went to Yinzhen to report on his investigation.
"Your Highness, I discovered that a few days ago, one of the young princess's maids seemed to have fallen ill, but she didn't say anything. She just found a random doctor and got some medicine. That doctor was also a quack; he couldn't tell that the maid had smallpox."
"Where is that servant?"
"Your Highness, this servant has already 'taken care of' it."
At this moment, the study felt like an icebox:
"Go, investigate all the servants in the entire Prince's mansion. Anyone who is hiding something, get rid of them and never use them again."
"Yes, sir!"
When Geng Youran heard that Nian Yunrong's daughter Lingyun had contracted smallpox, he specially invited Wanru to come to the courtyard where Nian Yunrong was temporarily staying.
"This humble servant greets Consort, may Consort be blessed."
"My two elder sisters, please get up."
Nian Yunrong was already physically weak, and these past few days she had been preoccupied with Lingyun, unable to eat or sleep well, and was now forcing herself to stay awake.
"Don't worry, my concubine. My son Hongzhou had smallpox when he was young, but he's still perfectly healthy and lively. Don't worry too much, just take good care of yourself."
Nian Yunrong smiled wryly:
"Sister, you don't know, Lingyun has been weak since birth, and has been constantly taking medicine ever since. I, I'm really scared."
This was the first time Geng Youran and Wanru had seen Nian Yunrong so vulnerable. Although Nian Yunrong was usually not in good health, she always appeared strong and unaffected in front of others.
"Consort, don't worry. Physician Zhao is a senior physician in the palace. Lingyun will definitely be alright."
However, life is unpredictable, and Lingyun, who was not yet three years old, eventually lost her life to smallpox.
"Lingyun, my child!"
Nian Yunrong didn't even have a chance to go inside to see her child. She wanted to rush up and snatch the child back, but she didn't have the strength to do so. In her anxiety, she fainted in Qingyan's arms.
"Consort? Wake up, Consort! Quickly, go and fetch the imperial physician!"
After the imperial physician administered acupuncture, Nian Yunrong slowly regained consciousness an hour later.
"Green smoke? What about spiritual essence? Is the spiritual essence much better?"
"Consort..."
Qingyan still cried.
"Consort, the little princess... she couldn't be saved."
"No, Qingyan, how could that be? Lingyun is not even three years old, not even three years old!"
Lingyun was her first child, which caused her immense pain.
"My child, my child!"
Nian Yunrong lay on the bed, tears streaming down her face, calling out Lingyun's name.
Upon receiving the news, Yinzhen rushed back immediately.
"Yun Rong..."
Reaching the bedside, Yinzhen's eyes reddened as he suppressed the bitterness in his heart and embraced Nian Yunrong.
"Your Highness, I am sorry. I failed to protect our child and take good care of our Lingyun."
"No, it's not your fault. I've already dealt with the person who killed Lingyun. Don't worry, Lingyun will rest in peace if she knows this in the afterlife."
Exhausted, Nian Yunrong fell into a deep sleep in Yinzhen's arms, but she vaguely heard that Lingyun had not contracted smallpox for no reason.
"Sister, tell me what exactly happened. How could such a large Prince Yong's mansion not be able to protect a child?"
Geng Youran stood forlornly by the window.
"Perhaps this is the fate of Consort Nian. However, Lingyun is such a well-behaved and sensible child, this is truly an undeserved disaster."
Upon hearing Geng Youran mention the undeserved disaster, Wanru remembered to ask Lingyun why she had contracted smallpox.
"Sister, how did smallpox suddenly appear in the manor?"
Geng Youran turned around and sat down at the table.
"According to Xiao Anzi, it was one of Lingyun's nannies who concealed her illness. The doctor who treated her was also an incompetent doctor who couldn't tell it was smallpox and treated it as a common fever, which ultimately harmed poor Lingyun."
Wanru nodded in understanding:
"No wonder the prince ordered a thorough investigation of everyone in the manor, and everyone in the manor is in a state of panic."
“Sigh, Consort Nian always tends to overthink things. We should visit her more often another day. Lingyun is her first child, so it will be very difficult for her to come out of this situation.”
"Okay."
About half a month later, it was the Dragon Boat Festival. Geng Youran and Wanru specially prepared some traditional flavors from the Huguang region, such as red bean paste zongzi and jujube paste zongzi. In addition, Geng Youran also specifically asked Wanru to embroider a sachet for Nian Yunrong.
"Consort, Princess Geng and Princess Niohuru have come to see you."
"Please invite them in."
Since Lingyun left, Nian Yunrong had been sickly and listless all day long. Li Jingshu, Geng Youran, and Niu Hulu Wanru often took turns coming to comfort her.
"This humble servant greets Consort, may Consort be blessed."
"No need for formalities, ladies. Please have a seat. Qingyan, bring some tea."
"yes."
Seeing that Nian Yunrong's face was still somewhat pale, Geng Youran pretended to be mysterious, took the food box from Qianxue's hand, and walked to Nian Yunrong, who was half-reclining on the couch.
"Consort, guess what's inside?"
"My sister is always teasing me; how could I possibly guess?"
Geng Youran pulled out the lid and took out the still steaming rice dumpling inside.
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