Chapter 235 Surgery
"Mother, when will Sister Song arrive?" The little prince smacked his lips as he gazed at the palace entrance. "Will she bring some cheese-flavored peony fruit cake into the palace today?"
"You can't eat sweets, have you forgotten? Open your mouth." Concubine Qing fed him a spoonful of shelled pine nuts.
"Mother, the cheese tastes not sweet, but I like it. It's okay to eat a piece every few days."
Concubine Qing scratched his nose and said, "I've never seen you so greedy before."
Xiao Hongyu blinked and said, "Miss Song's cooking is delicious. I want to eat it."
"I wonder if she will bring it today. If she doesn't bring any fruit cake, will mother ask her to make it for you in the small dining hall?"
Xiao Hongyu shook his head, "No, Sister Song is here to see me, not to cook for me. She's going to be my niece-in-law in the future."
Imperial Concubine Qing smiled, "Then isn't it inappropriate for you to call me sister?"
"Then I'll call her my niece-in-law."
"No, she hasn't married Cheng Qian yet, so calling her Miss Song is the most appropriate."
"Your Majesty." The head palace maid, Luo Gu, came in. "Prince Mu is here."
"Nephew!"
"Yu'er!" Before Concubine Qing could stop him, Xiao Hongyu rushed into Mu Jingxing's arms.
Mu Jingxing picked him up. "Uncle, you look heavier than before, and your face seems fatter."
As Mu Jingxing spoke, he took out the glass kaleidoscope and stuffed it into his hand.
"Humph, you haven't been to the palace for a long time, so of course I've gotten stronger."
Mu Jingxing raised his eyebrows. "President Xue is becoming more and more powerful. Has he come up with a new prescription?"
"It's not him, it's Miss Song. You should have heard that it was Elder Jiang's eldest granddaughter, the real daughter of the Du family, who prescribed the prescription for me. After a few days, I feel much better than before."
Mu Jingxing placed Xiao Hongyu next to Concubine Qing and leaned over to salute her.
"Your Highness, I came to the palace to recommend Miss Song to treat my uncle. It seems I was a step too late. I didn't even think of asking Miss Song to come to the palace to see him."
Imperial Concubine Qing said, "It's not your fault for not remembering it. When the Emperor bestowed upon them the title of Sixth Rank Noble Ladies, he didn't even think of asking Miss Song to come to the palace for medical consultation. It was Elder Jiang who remembered."
Mu Jingxing asked knowingly, "Miss Song, do you have a way to cure my uncle's illness?"
Concubine Qing was immediately filled with worry. "She doesn't have a good solution either. She said she can protect the little prince and raise him safely. Today, she's coming to check on Yu'er. I wonder if she has any better ideas?"
Mu Jingxing said, "Seven years ago, Taoist Wuji said that Divine Doctor Qin could find a way to cure the little prince's illness. It would be great if we could find Divine Doctor Qin."
Concubine Qing's heart trembled. "That medical skill is too weird. Can't acupuncture cure it completely? And it's been seven years. Who knows where Doctor Qin is dead."
Mu Jingxing soothed her, "Your Highness, don't worry. Miss Song will be here soon. Maybe she can think of other treatments that can cure your uncle's illness."
Upon hearing this, Concubine Qing felt a little hopeful and arranged for people to guard the palace gate.
As Song Yu entered the palace, he recalled Song Mingen's words, "...let the emperor give birth to another healthy son."
Song Yu was in a dilemma. It was easy to review it for the emperor, but how to tell Concubine Qing later?
Concubine Qing has maintained her appearance well and has no wrinkles, but she is not young anymore. Can she still have children?
What about the other concubines in the palace? How could she check their pulses?
Song Yu raised his eyes and looked at Wang Gui.
Wang Gui smiled and said, "Miss Song, oh, Miss Du, if you have anything to say, please feel free to speak up."
"Eunuch Wang, please call me Miss Song. I'll consider changing my surname after I reach the age of marriage."
"Okay Miss Song, what do you want to say?"
"Has the little prince's health improved significantly in the past few days?"
Wang Gui nodded repeatedly, "The little prince is much more energetic and has gained some weight..."
"My Lady, Miss Song is here."
Mu Jingxing quickly turned his head to look, his eyes slightly widened.
Song Yu was no longer as reserved as when she first came to Weiyang Palace. With a faint smile on her face, she walked in with slow and graceful steps, looking dignified and graceful.
Miss Song not seeing me for two days not only looks much better, but she seems to have grown taller and even has a more rounded figure...
Mu Jingxing realized what he was looking at and quickly looked away.
"Your servant Song Yu greets the Imperial Concubine and His Royal Highness the Young Prince."
"Miss Song, please show it to Yu'er."
Concubine Qing couldn't wait to hand Xiao Hongyu's wrist to her.
Having just heard what Mu Jingxing said, Concubine Qing was now eagerly hoping that Song Yu could tell her if there was a way to cure Yu'er's illness.
Concubine Qing looked at Song Yu's focused expression and suddenly remembered that she was now Xiao Chengqian's fiancée.
broken!
Yu'er's body cannot be left to her to take care of.
Otherwise... Yu'er would be in danger.
Pooh!
What is she thinking?
Miss Song has just returned to the Du family and has not yet married into Prince Rong's mansion.
After a moment, Song Yu withdrew his hand and said, "Your Highness, the little prince is recovering well. He should continue to take the prescription for seven days, and his daily diet needs to be adjusted."
"Miss Song." Mu Jingxing spoke up at this time, "Do you have any better way to cure my uncle?"
Concubine Qing said, "Miss Song, you are a great doctor. Since you went back last time, have you thought of any other ways to completely restore Yu'er's health?"
Song Yu hadn't expected to see Mu Jingxing in the palace today. "Your Highness, Prince Mu, I really don't have a better way to cure the little prince. With my current level of skill, I can only take care of him this way."
Miss Song, are you still not sure?
"Miss Song, my uncle has been frail and sickly since birth, suffering from heart disease. There's actually a cure, the surgery that Divine Doctor Qin mentioned. But Divine Doctor Qin suddenly disappeared that year, and we haven't found him to this day. Miss Song is well-informed, so I'm sure you've heard of the surgery. I wonder if you know how to perform it?"
Operation?
It must be laparotomy.
Song Yu said truthfully, "I've heard of the surgery, but I'm not very knowledgeable. I'm good at acupuncture and moxibustion. Unfortunately, I haven't learned this surgery."
Concubine Qing was a little disappointed that she didn't know how to do it!
Xiao Hongyu said, "This surgery was invented by Divine Doctor Qin. Miss Song won't be normal. I'll just take good care of herself. Does Miss Song have any cheese-flavored peony fruit cake?"
Song Yu nodded. Wang Gui took the food box from Bai Lan and went into the hall. "Little Prince, it's still warm."
Xiao Hongyu happily picked it up and handed it to Concubine Qing, then picked up another one and gave it to Mu Jingxing, "Nephew, you must have never eaten it before, it's delicious, come and try it."
"Thank you, uncle."
"Wrong, wrong, thank you Miss Song. If she hadn't been brought into the palace today, you wouldn't have been able to eat it."
Mu Jingxing: Humph, I’ve eaten them all.
"Thank you, Miss Song. You made it delicious."
Mu Jingxing looked at Song Yu and spoke much more gently than usual.
Song Yu noticed that Mu Jingxing had a smile in his eyes, and he looked even better than before. "It's my honor that Prince Mu likes to eat."
Imperial Concubine Qing was very surprised to see this. When did Prince Mu become so kind to women?
Could it be that Miss Song saved his grandmother?
"Miss Song, the Emperor said there's no need for a reexamination. I'll do it for you next time you come to the palace. I heard that the Du family is hosting a family reunion banquet for you tomorrow, so I won't keep you in the palace any longer. Go back and prepare well."
"Yes, Your Majesty, I will take my leave."
"A Jing, you should go too, and see Miss Song off on the way."
"Yes, Your Majesty, I will take my leave."
Concubine Qing looked at the two people walking out one after the other, and her mind moved slightly. "Wang Gui, you should go back. The emperor has left the court. Please ask him to come to Weiyang Palace. I have something important to tell you."
"yes."
Seeing Mu Jingxing behind, Bai Lan hurriedly pulled Song Yu, who was walking quickly, and whispered, "Miss, don't walk so fast. Didn't the Imperial Concubine ask Prince Mu to see you off? You're walking so fast and leaving Prince Mu so far behind. Aren't you disobeying the Imperial Concubine's orders?"
"Oh." Song Yu hurriedly slowed down his pace.
"Miss Song." Mu Jingxing stepped forward, "We'll arrive at the palace gate a quarter of an hour earlier if we go through the Imperial Garden."
A quarter of an hour early?
Without thinking, Song Yu turned around and followed Mu Jingxing to the Imperial Garden.
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