Chapter 472: It is her blessing to be loved by the princess
Lan Xiyue stopped looking at him, slowly stood up, turned around and left, leaving her final instructions in a cold voice in the dark dungeon corridor:
"An Yi, send him out."
"Yes, Princess." An Yi responded in a deep voice, his eyes falling on the face behind the iron bars that was distorted by ecstasy, his eyes complex and difficult to read.
Stepping out of the cold and damp dungeon, Lan Xiyue took a deep breath of the air filled with the fragrance of grass and trees. She calmed herself down and turned to walk towards the main courtyard.
As soon as she entered the corridor of the main courtyard, the butler came hurriedly to greet her, bowed, and said with a solemn expression: "Princess."
Lan Xiyue stopped and asked, "What's the matter?"
"My lord, your Highness," the housekeeper said quickly, "a maid from the Qian residence has arrived, looking very anxious. She said that Miss Qian had a high fever in the second half of the night since returning home last night."
Lan Xiyue's face changed slightly. Without any hesitation, she turned around and walked quickly towards the gate of the mansion.
Seeing this, Chuxia hurriedly picked up her skirt and trotted to catch up.
At the gate of the mansion, Qian Duoduo's personal maid Xiaohong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, turning around in circles and twisting the corners of her clothes with her hands. Also waiting was Nanny Li from the Lan Mansion.
When Xiaohong saw Lan Xiyue appear at the door, she quickly stepped forward and bowed, "Your servant greets the Regent..."
"Get in!" Lan Xiyue didn't wait for her to finish, she walked straight down the steps and walked towards the carriage waiting in front of the Qian Mansion with a clear goal.
Upon seeing this, Nanny Li hurriedly stepped forward, stood in front of Lan Xiyue, and bowed eagerly and humbly: "Regent Princess, then...then my master..." She didn't dare to finish her words, her eyes were full of hope and pleading.
Lan Xiyue didn't stop, just glanced at her coldly, her tone calm: "Go back and pack your things, Lan Zhenrong, I'll be back soon."
Upon hearing this, Nanny Li was stunned for a moment, then a surge of ecstasy washed over her. She plopped to her knees and kowtowed repeatedly, her forehead thumping against the bluestone slabs. "Thank you, Regent Princess, for your mercy! Thank you, Princess! I, your servant, kowtow to you on behalf of my master, for your great kindness!"
Lan Xiyue pretended not to hear anything, looked straight ahead, and got into the Qian Mansion's carriage.
Chu Xia got in the car right after him. Seeing Xiao Hong still standing there in a daze, she anxiously urged, "Xiao Hong, what are you still standing there for! Hurry up and get in! It's important to go see your mistress!"
"Oh! Yes! Yes!" Xiaohong finally woke up from her dream, ran over quickly, and climbed onto the carriage using her hands and feet.
Seeing this, the servant of the Qian Mansion shouted, "Gee!" and the whip made a loud explosion in the air. The carriage immediately rushed towards the Qian Mansion like an arrow.
The carriage stopped in front of Qian's house.
Without waiting for the servant to put down the footstool, Lan Xiyue lifted the curtain and jumped out of the car nimbly, followed closely by Chuxia and Xiaohong.
Lan Xiyue was obviously familiar with the layout of the Qian Mansion. She didn't need any guidance and walked as fast as the wind, passing through the courtyard corridor and heading towards Qian Duoduo's courtyard.
As soon as I stepped into "Linglong Garden" where Qian Duoduo lived, I saw Lan Shenye pacing back and forth anxiously in the yard, with a frown on his face and his hands behind his back.
Hearing footsteps, he turned around suddenly, and his eyes lit up when he saw Lan Xiyue.
"Yueyue!" Lan Shenye strode over to her, his voice a little hoarse with worry. "I'm glad you're here! Uncle Qian sent someone to tell me this morning that Duoduo...she has a high fever and is unconscious! Go in and check on her!"
Lan Xiyue patted her brother's arm soothingly and nodded, "Brother, don't worry. Duoduo must have caught a cold last night, and the cold air has entered his body, causing a high fever. I'll go in and take a look."
"Okay, okay! Come in quickly!" Lan Shenye nodded repeatedly and moved aside to make way.
At this time, a young man wearing a brocade robe and looking somewhat similar to Qian Duoduo also stepped forward. It was Qian Duoduo's brother Qian Caibao.
He bowed to Lan Shenye, a look of helplessness and apology on his face. "Brother Lan, you're making too much of a fuss. My sister just caught a common cold. The doctor has examined her and said she'll be fine after taking some medicine and sweating. You even asked Xiaohong to disturb the Regent Princess. I'm truly ashamed of that."
He turned to Lan Xiyue and bowed respectfully, "Princess, I'm so grateful for the trouble you've made."
Lan Xiyue nodded slightly to Qian Caibao. Although she didn't have much interaction with this person, she knew that most of the Qian family's external business was handled by this young master Qian, who was a shrewd and capable person.
"Master Qian, you're welcome." Lan Xiyue said calmly, "Duoduo and I are like sisters. She is sick, so I should come to visit her. I'll go see Duoduo first." After she said that, she stopped talking and walked straight to Qian Duoduo's boudoir.
Qian Caibao looked at Lan Xiyue's decisive back, a complex look flashing in his eyes, and whispered: "It is a blessing for Duoduo to receive such love from the princess. If it weren't for Duoduo's good relationship with the regent princess, our Qian family..."
Lan Xiyue pushed open the exquisitely carved door and walked quickly into the inner room. Her eyes fell precisely on the bed with a plain gauze curtain.
Lan Xiyue walked swiftly to the bedside, and Xiaohong cleverly moved a round stool to the appropriate position.
She lifted the plain gauze curtain and sat down.
On the bed, Qian Duoduo was wrapped in a brocade quilt. His usually energetic face was now flushed red like a ripe apple. His breathing was a little rapid, and his hair on his temples was wet with sweat and stuck to his skin.
Lan Xiyue stretched out the back of her slightly cool hand and gently touched her cheek and forehead, which felt hot to the touch.
She frowned slightly, without hesitation, she reached into her wide sleeves and took out a flat brocade bag. When she opened it, a row of silver needles of different lengths, shining with cold light, were neatly arranged inside.
"Um, the Regent Princess..." Xiaohong was watching from the side, terrified. She couldn't help swallowing her saliva, and mustered up the courage to whisper, "Just now, the doctor who examined the young lady said that she had a cold and a fever. After taking a few doses of medicine, the fever will go away and she will be fine... Does this... does she still need acupuncture?" She felt her scalp tingling as she looked at those thin silver needles.
Lan Xiyue had already picked up a slender silver needle with her fingertips. She didn't stop moving after hearing this. She just glanced at Xiaohong lightly and said calmly, "This princess is giving Duoduo acupuncture. The power of the silver needles will clear her meridians, draw in qi and dispel the cold. This will help her dissipate the accumulated cold in her body faster. That way, she won't have to drink those slow-acting, bitter and hard-to-swallow medicinal soups anymore."
Chu Xia gently tugged at Xiao Hong's sleeve, lowering her voice with a hint of pride, "Don't worry! Even the imperial physicians in the palace admire our princess's medical skills! Do you still dare to doubt it?"
Xiao Hong's face turned red, and she quickly waved her hands to explain: "I dare not question the princess's medical skills! It's just... it's just that my young lady has been afraid of pain since she was a child. I am worried that if the silver needle is inserted into her, the young lady will wake up in the middle of the treatment. With her temper, she will probably be frightened and scream, which will disturb the princess's acupuncture..." She thought of her young lady who would jump up and down when she was pricked by an embroidery needle, and she was really worried.
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