He Jiuniang stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, I have some knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine. Why don't I take a look at Your Highness, Prince Jin?"
Prince Chen naturally had nothing to say, but the guard beside Prince Jing was different: "She's just a woman. What if she hurts my prince?"
He Jiuniang meant well, but upon hearing this, she shrugged and said, "In that case, you should go and fetch a doctor."
Prince Chen felt that the guard was in the way, so he asked him to help Prince Jing to rest on the side. The banquet continued, with singing and dancing, and He Jiuniang sat down again to continue looking at the beauties.
In just a short while, Prince Jing's mouth continued to swell. He could still make sounds just moments before, but now he couldn't say anything at all, which was terrifying to behold.
The guard was getting anxious and whispered to Prince Jing, "Your Highness, why don't we let that woman come and take a look?"
Prince Jing looked at He Jiu Niang and felt that his mouth was strangely swollen, but he was not sure who had done it. Moreover, the swelling was getting worse and more painful, and he could not hold on until the imperial physician arrived, so he nodded.
The guard then went to find He Jiuniang again, but his attitude wasn't very good: "The imperial physician hasn't come yet, so please go and take a look at my prince, Madam."
"Huh?"
He Jiuniang looked at him with some surprise and asked, "Are you talking to me? Are you ordering me around?"
The guard frowned, not thinking there was anything wrong with what he said.
Lu Baichuan said, "I am, after all, a third-rank official. How can you speak to my wife like that? Do you even respect me?"
Not every guard has a rank, especially not someone like Lu Baichuan who is a third-rank official. The one beside Prince Jing is at most only slightly better than a servant. Such a lack of self-awareness is truly overestimating himself.
Feeling somewhat embarrassed, the guard glanced back at Prince Jing and, seeing that he was already angry, hurriedly said, "It was my fault for being blind. Please, Madam, help our Prince take a look."
If it weren't for the fact that this was a banquet, He Jiuniang would definitely have refused, but now, as people of Prince Chen, they couldn't refuse to give him face.
Even so, He Jiuniang still put on airs and didn't say a word for a long time.
Upon seeing this, Prince Chen immediately said, "Since Madam Lu has this ability, please take a look at my sixth brother."
Prince Chen was giving He Jiuniang a way out, which was very kind of her. He Jiuniang gracefully wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and smiled, "Since Your Highness has said so, then this humble woman will show it to Prince Jing."
As she spoke, she pulled out two gloves from her sleeve. Lu Baichuan recognized them; she usually wore these gloves when examining patients and the wounded. Seeing her take them out, he thoughtfully helped her put them on.
The couple's sweet interactions made the ladies around them extremely envious. Although Lu Baichuan was disfigured, he was still a third-rank official and a confidant of Prince Chen, with a promising future.
It's unbelievable that such a person would do these things for his wife in public.
The ladies thought of their husbands and the women in their backyards, and instantly felt as sour as lemons.
Seeing He Jiuniang put on gloves, Prince Jing's guards became somewhat displeased again, feeling that He Jiuniang looked down on their prince. However, given the prince's current appearance, they dared not speak again and could only lead He Jiuniang over with sour faces.
He Jiuniang walked up to Prince Jing and, before even examining him, clicked her tongue: "Tsk tsk tsk, why is Your Highness's mouth getting more and more swollen? Could it be that Your Highness is being punished for speaking recklessly just now? But isn't this punishment coming a little too quickly?"
As she spoke, she touched Prince Jing's incredibly thick lips with her gloved hand. Perhaps because they were so swollen, the thick lips seemed to flutter as He Jiu Niang touched them.
However, no one had time to chuckle, because as soon as He Jiuniang touched him, Prince Jing cried out in pain, a sound not much different from the sound of a pig being slaughtered during the New Year.
"Can Madam Lu be cured?"
Prince Chen was also troubled by the pig's squeals and hurriedly asked He Jiu Niang for help.
He Jiuniang smiled confidently and said, "Your Highness, rest assured, if there is any disease in this world that I cannot cure, then even a great immortal could not save you."
This meant the condition could be cured, and both Prince Chen and the Crown Prince breathed a sigh of relief.
Whether the Crown Prince was sincere or not is unknown, but Prince Chen certainly doesn't want Prince Jing to get into trouble at his residence, since today is his daughter's birthday and he doesn't want to bring bad luck to her.
"That's good then, Madam Lu, please treat my sixth brother."
Prince Chen felt relieved, but did not leave. Instead, he stood aside and watched, as did the others.
He Jiuniang turned to look at Lu Baichuan, her voice gentle as water: "When you left, did you bring me silver needles?"
Lu Baichuan took out a small cloth bag containing silver needles from his pocket and handed it over, saying, "Of course I brought them."
Actually, He Jiuniang had it on her, but she came here today specifically to show off her love, so naturally she had to give Lu Baichuan a chance to shine.
She wanted to show all the ladies and noblewomen of the capital that even though her family came from the countryside, she could act as she pleased at these elegant banquets because of her harmonious marriage, deep affection, and her husband's support.
This also put an end to those people's inappropriate thoughts.
Prince Chen nodded secretly, increasingly feeling that Madam Lu was meticulous. Today's banquet, ostensibly the little princess's birthday celebration, was actually a trap they had set to uncover Lin Yiping's true identity. It was also an opportunity for He Jiuniang to show herself to the ladies of the capital, to let them know that she was someone the princess and prince liked, and who was also loved by her husband, and that she was not someone that just anyone could treat with disrespect.
It seems that we should let the princess interact with her more in the future, so that she can learn more about people's thoughts and feelings, and she won't feel so tired when she gets along with those girls.
Lu Baichuan opened the cloth bag and handed it to He Jiuniang. He Jiuniang smiled slightly and said, "My husband is so thoughtful. He gave me the thickest needle."
He Jiuniang raised her chin, pointed to the thickest and longest needle in the upper right corner, and then explained to everyone, "The reason why His Highness Prince Jing is like this is because his lips are congested with blood. We just need to release the blood clots inside."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and the thick needle plunged directly into Prince Jing's lips.
"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"
Prince Jing, a grown man, was in so much pain that tears welled up in his eyes. He tried to struggle, but Lu Baichuan held him down tightly. Not only that, but he also said, "This humble official has been very offensive. Please forgive me, Your Highness. However, I am only doing this for Your Highness's own good. Please bear with me for a moment."
The onlookers looked grim; the couple's actions were truly terrifying, and it seemed they shouldn't provoke them in the future.
Only the princess's eyes shone with delight, finding He Jiu Niang's actions absolutely brilliant!
Prince Jing has always been foul-mouthed, and has repeatedly contradicted her master. Even when he sees her, he doesn't treat her with the same respect he would show his sister-in-law. She has long wanted to vent her anger, but she just hasn't had the chance. Today's incident has finally given He Jiu Niang the chance to vent her anger.
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