Chapter 240 You question me? Don't be ridiculous!
When Ji Qingwu was invited to the Yong Prince's residence, he thought something terrible had happened to the Yong Prince's wife.
The young eunuch urged her anxiously. She hurried on her way into the Prince's mansion and bumped into Du Yufang just as she reached the entrance of Jiwei Residence.
She was accompanied by an old woman, who was holding the hand of a boy who was still unsteady on his feet. This boy was probably Zhao Yunxuan, the eldest son of Prince Yong.
Concerned about Princess Yong's health, Ji Qingwu walked straight past Du Yufang into the building.
Du Yufang stopped her, saying with displeasure, "Miss Ji, can't you see that I'm a grown woman?"
Ji Qingwu said, "You're so big, and your eyes are so big too. Can't you see I want to go in? Why do you have to block my way? Isn't that annoying?"
Du Yufang didn't expect her to speak so rudely, completely disregarding her, and she completely blocked Ji Qingwu's path.
Ji Qingwu didn't want to waste any more words with her; if Princess Yong's condition worsened, there was no time to lose.
She grabbed Du Yufang by the back of her collar and dragged her aside.
Du Yufang felt her heels being dragged along by her, which terrified her.
"Ji, Ji, you're too rude! You're too arrogant in the Prince's mansion!"
Ji Qingwu ignored the accusations she was making behind him.
As she walked, she said to the little eunuch behind her, "It's too noisy, could you please lock her outside?"
The young eunuch chuckled and said, "Miss Ji, please don't make things difficult for this servant."
Consort Du was always respected in the Prince's mansion, and she also had children, so no servant dared to offend her.
As the young eunuch approached the main door of the study, just as he was about to knock, the door was forcefully opened from the inside.
When Zhao Minghong saw Ji Qingwu, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
He hurriedly said, "Fifth cousin, come in quickly."
If Ji Qingwu hadn't known it was impossible, she would have almost thought that Princess Yong was about to give birth. Prince Yong's anxious appearance was just like that of a husband waiting outside the delivery room.
It's no wonder Zhao Minghong was anxious, because Tao Wanyin's condition was really not normal.
The gentler and more caring he was towards her, the redder Tao Wanyin's eyes became, as if she had suffered some great injustice and was enduring some immense pain.
Tao Wanyin had already cried before Ji Qingwu arrived.
Zhao Minghong would rather she just scold him than see her crying pitifully, making his heart feel like it was being torn apart.
Ji Qingwu looked at the Princess Consort's flushed face and couldn't figure out what illness she was suffering from.
However, she gave Tao Wanyin a pregnancy-preserving pill last night. Unless she used some incompatible medication, she should be safe for at least three days.
She stepped forward and said, "Greetings, Your Highness."
Tao Wanyin leaned against the headboard of the daybed, covered with a thin quilt.
"Qingwu, I'm sorry to have troubled you to come here." Her eyes were red and swollen, and she said shyly, "I'm not feeling unwell, it's just that Your Highness is exaggerating."
Zhao Minghong immediately retorted, "Am I exaggerating? If you're not sick, why are you crying? People say that a fussy child means they're not feeling well, so there's definitely something wrong with you."
Tao Wanyin felt even more embarrassed and argued, "I'm not some speechless infant anymore. I already said it's nothing."
Zhao Minghong made a decisive conclusion.
"You're almost like a baby, a real shut-in, keeping everything to yourself and refusing to talk about it."
Ji Qingwu noticed that although the two of them were exchanging barbs, every word they said revealed their concern.
She said, "Your Highness, give me your hand, let me see what's going on."
Ji Qingwu placed his fingers on her wrist, listened carefully for a while, and then withdrew his hand.
Zhao Minghong, who was standing nearby, peeked out and said, "Fifth Cousin, is that all? Aren't you going to check her pulse a little longer?"
Ji Qingwu glanced at him dismissively: "Are you questioning me?"
Zhao Minghong quickly shook his head: "No, no, I wouldn't dare."
Ji Qingwu said, "The Princess Consort's health is fine, it's just..."
Zhao Minghong impatiently urged, "But what?"
Ji Qingwu said, "The princess's sleep has probably not been very good lately. She can take some calming and nourishing tonics."
Zhao Minghong frowned and said, "Wanyin must have been frightened by that ignorant maid, otherwise why would she be crying?"
Ji Qingwu's gaze fell on the door, looking at Consort Du, who was being blocked at the door by Chang Lu.
He said slowly, "A mental illness requires a mental cure; the princess's ailment is not physical."
Chang Lu stopped Du Yufang's men, but dared not stop Zhao Yunxuan.
The child was unsteady on his feet and tripped over the threshold of the study, falling flat on his face.
Everyone in the room looked at him. The child didn't cry or make a fuss. He fell to the ground and didn't get up. He just lay there playing with his fingers.
Seeing his eldest son's wretched state, Zhao Minghong frowned even more deeply.
Ji Qingwu had only glanced at Zhao Yunxuan briefly before, but now that she had looked him over from head to toe, she realized that the boy's behavior was unusual.
The old woman was pestering Chang Lu, and Du Yufang took the opportunity to sneak in.
Instead of picking up the child first, she rushed directly to Prince Yong. Before she could even speak, two lines of tears streamed down her face.
"Your Highness..."
Zhao Minghong said sternly, "Who allowed you to come in?"
Upon learning that her trusted maid had been imprisoned in the water dungeon, Du Yufang couldn't stay still and wanted to come and investigate.
Seeing the Prince Yong's frightened expression, Du Yufang stammered, "Yunxuan hasn't seen the Prince for many days and keeps asking to see his father."
Du Yufang pushed Yunxuan to Prince Yong's side, but the child stood there blankly, seemingly uninterested in anything.
Zhao Minghong glanced sideways at Tao Wanyin's reaction, and their eyes met.
Tao Wanyin frowned at him, then turned her face away, a gesture that amused Prince Yong.
Because her eyes were no longer filled with indifference and nonchalance, but instead stirred up a different kind of emotion, which was also uniquely moving.
Du Yufang shoved Yunxuan twice more, trying to force him to her father's side.
As if annoyed by being pushed, Yunxuan ran to a corner of the room and squatted down.
Zhao Minghong was even more annoyed by this scene.
He said, "You've already met her. Didn't you have someone calculate that the Princess and Yunxuan's horoscopes are incompatible? You should take Yunxuan and go back quickly."
This explanation based on the eight characters was merely an excuse that Du Yufang used to bribe the Taoist priest to prevent the princess from raising her son, and to cover up other matters.
Seeing that Prince Yong didn't want to talk to her and his eyes were only on Princess Yong, Du Yufang bit her lip indignantly.
"I have been feeling discomfort in my lower abdomen since last night, and I am afraid that there may be something wrong with the baby."
Du Yufang looked at Ji Qingwu, who was sitting on the side of the daybed: "I've heard that Miss Ji is also a doctor. May I have a look at her as well?"
Zhao Minghong scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Even getting the princess a safe pregnancy was something he had to beg for, yet Du Yufang dared to say such a thing.
Ji Qingwu stood up and said casually, "Your stomach keeps hurting, it might be a rare disease. Since the concubine has made such a request, I'll take a look at it for you."
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