Chapter 425 This room is more stuffy than a coffin. Even a good person will get sick if he stays here for too long.
Lan Xiyue looked at the old lady and said, "It's the coldest time of the year now, and water turns to ice. Grandma, please take good care of yourself and don't catch a cold again."
After saying that, Lan Xiyue took out a porcelain bottle from her sleeve and said, "Grandma, this is for you. It will be good for your health."
The old lady's skinny fingers tightly grasped Lan Xiyue's wrist, her eyes that had experienced vicissitudes of life were filled with belated regret, and turbid tears meandered across her wrinkled face.
"Yueyue..." Her voice was hoarse after being suppressed for a long time, "During the years when you were in the Marquis' Mansion, your grandmother was old and confused, and she ignored you and let you suffer. This time, the Duke of Protector's Mansion has suffered such a devastating disaster, and everyone in the mansion is on the verge of losing their heads. If it weren't for you, the Duke of Protector's Mansion's century-old foundation would... I'm afraid not even a tile would be left..." She was choking with sobs before she finished her words.
Qin, standing by, quickly pressed her handkerchief against her eyes, but couldn't stop the tears from welling up. Her shoulders trembled slightly. "Yes, Yueyue..." Her voice broke, trembling with the pain of a life-threatening situation. "If it weren't for you, we...we would have already..."
Lan Xiyue let the old lady hold her hand, her expression expressionless. Her cold eyes swept over the two elders indifferently, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Grandmother, Aunt..." Her voice was steady, and no emotion could be heard. "Don't you think...what I did was extremely rebellious?"
The old lady raised her voice almost immediately, saying firmly, "Fault? Where is it?! Yueyue, even if the whole world were to criticize you, your grandmother would never say a single word against you! Our Protectorate Duke's Mansion has been loyal for generations, how much blood and sweat have we shed for the Dongyao Kingdom? But the late emperor... he actually wanted to execute our entire family! He brought this upon himself, and it's all his fault! It has nothing to do with you, or our Protectorate Duke's Mansion!"
Qin also quickly agreed, her tone urgent: "Yes, yes! Yueyue, you are our great benefactor! You are our savior! Let alone the late emperor... even if... even if you always sit on the dragon throne as the empress, we in the Duke of the Protectorate will definitely do our utmost to support and protect you!"
Upon hearing this, Lan Xiyue's faint smile finally revealed a hint of genuine amusement. She pulled back her hand, which was tightly held by the old lady, with a lazy and casual attitude.
"Empress?" She scoffed. "What's so good about that position? It's full of strict rules and hard work. How can it compare to the freedom and ease I have now? I was just in the mood for some fun."
Liu, who had been standing by with an anxious look on her face and hesitant to speak, moved her lips a few times: "Yueyue..." Her voice was filled with irrepressible anxiety and pleading.
Lan Xiyue didn't even wait for her to finish. Her eyes fell precisely on Liu's worried face and she interrupted, "Second aunt, you look as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Is it that Third Cousin's health...is not good again?"
Liu nodded repeatedly as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw, and tears instantly welled up in her eyes again: "Yes! He knelt for so long at the execution ground last time, and it was freezing cold. He caught a cold when he came back! But we asked a doctor to prescribe some medicine, and the old lady felt better after taking it, but Hua'er... he just didn't feel any better after taking it! These days, I've almost worn out all the medicine bottles. I've changed several doctors and prescribed countless prescriptions. I've spent a lot of money, but his body... is getting worse and worse!" Her words were fast and urgent, with a crying tone and a strong sense of despair.
Lan Xiyue stood up and brushed off the non-existent dust on her sleeves, her tone still calm: "Grandma, I'll go see my third cousin first."
"Okay, okay! Go quickly!" The old lady responded quickly, her eyes full of worry.
Lan Xiyue followed the staggering Liu, passed through several slightly desolate corridors, and came to the courtyard where Yun Hua lived alone.
The flowers and trees in the courtyard are withered, exuding an air of decay.
Before he even stepped into the room, a heart-wrenching cough suddenly filled his ears. The sound was dull and violent, as if it was going to cough out all the internal organs. It brought with it a heart-pounding weakness and pain, and was particularly harsh in the silent courtyard.
Hearing the cough, Liu couldn't stop her tears from falling, her voice choked and broken: "At the execution ground, the old lady caught a cold because of her old age, but the doctor prescribed medicine, and the old lady recovered after taking a few doses. But Hua'er... the same medicine, he drank but couldn't suppress the cold, instead it became worse. Later, we invited several famous doctors, changed the prescriptions one after another, and used a lot of precious medicinal materials, but, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, not a single splash can be seen! What should we do..." She looked at Lan Xiyue helplessly, as if she was the last hope.
Lan Xiyue's expression remained unchanged, she only nodded slightly: "Well, third cousin's foundation was severely weakened due to that organ disease, and all his internal organs are weak. The so-called 'immunity' means that the foundation of his body is destroyed. A cold may be a minor illness for ordinary people, but for him, it is not only adding insult to injury, but also making him more aggressive. It is reasonable." Her words were calm and almost cruel, pointing out the root cause of Yun Hua's serious illness.
"Then, then Yueyue, your third cousin, can he be saved?" Liu's voice was shaking and full of fear.
Lan Xiyue didn't answer immediately, but pushed the door open and walked in.
A strong, almost insoluble bitter smell of medicine mixed with a turbid breath unique to patients hit me in the face, making me feel suffocated.
Lan Xiyue frowned her delicate eyebrows and saw the closed windows at a glance. The room was dimly lit and the air was stagnant.
She said coldly to the equally gloomy-looking servant standing by the bed: "Open the window!"
The servant was stunned and subconsciously looked at Liu.
Liu hurriedly tried to stop him: "Yueyue, you can't do that! It's so windy outside, and Hua'er is weak and can't stand even a little wind! She's coughing like this even with the window closed, what will happen if we open it?"
Lan Xiyue glanced at Liu and said, "Second aunt, this room is more stuffy than a coffin. Even a good person will get sick if he stays here for too long. The sick air is stagnant, the turbid air can't get out, and the fresh air can't get in. How can he get better? Ventilate it!" Her tone was firm.
Liu was intimidated by her aura and dared not say anything more. She hurriedly said to the servant, "Quick! Do as my cousin said! Open the window! Open the window!"
The servant hurried over and pushed open the tightly closed window with a creak.
The slightly chilly air of early winter rushed in instantly, diluting the slightly suffocating smell of medicine and bringing a hint of freshness.
Lan Xiyue walked up to Liu, her eyes calm and collected. "Second aunt, please go out first. I'll take a look at him."
Liu looked at her son who was curled up in a ball coughing on the bed, then looked at Lan Xiyue who looked indifferent but seemed to be in control of everything, and her heart was filled with mixed feelings.
She suddenly remembered how harsh and difficult she had been to Lan Xiyue in the past, and great regret and fear gripped her.
Her legs went limp and she fell to her knees in front of Lan Xiyue with a plop, sobbing: "Yueyue! Yueyue! Second aunt was not a human being before! She was blinded by greed and is a bastard! All the mistakes are my fault! If you are angry, you can beat me, scold me, and even cut me into pieces! But Hua'er... Hua'er is innocent, he is my life! Please! Please save him! I kowtow to you!" As she spoke, she was about to kowtow.
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