Less than half an hour later, at Cining Palace.
Xiao Ji was eating, and Shang Changge was watching him eat.
The Empress Dowager looked at her two children with a kind, smiling face, as if the earlier suggestion of choosing another husband had not come from her.
Shang Changze was still attending the morning court session. The reason Xiao Ji was able to leave court early and have a meal at Cining Palace was because of the emperor's special permission and the empress dowager's summons.
After a short while, Xiao Ji finished eating.
The Empress Dowager smiled with satisfaction and turned to instruct Rong Momo: "Go and call in all the imperial physicians and doctors waiting outside."
Let them properly examine and diagnose the General; the General has once again expanded the territory of our Qingyan people.
"The general's injuries must be fully healed; we must not allow him to develop any chronic illness, or I will hold them responsible!"
These words were very kind, and they all came from the Empress Dowager's heart.
First of all, Xiao Ji fought a brilliant battle. Secondly, Xiao Ji returned alive, so what does it matter if he has injuries?
As long as Xiao Ji holds military power, she will marry Changge to him even if she loses an arm or a leg.
In this way, Ze'er can secure his throne, the court can be stable, and she can rest assured.
Shang Changge observed all of this, a hint of mockery on her beautiful face, a half-smile playing on her lips.
Before the imperial physician entered, she changed seats and sat away from Xiao Ji without saying a word.
Xiao Ji was always adept at discerning people's hearts. Without making a sound, he withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes, and stood up to thank her: "Thank you, Empress Dowager."
I felt relieved.
I'm glad I won the battle, glad I came back unharmed, and even more glad that little rascal happens to like me and love me.
Otherwise, his princess would have had to endure countless unavoidable grievances.
Love makes people blind; Xiao Ji has completely forgotten, or rather, selectively forgotten, his memories are amnesiac.
Forget about how Shang Changge packed her bags and planned to run away overnight to escape her arranged marriage.
The word "suffering injustice" doesn't exist in Shang Changge's dictionary; the only phrase she uses is "when pushed to the limit, she'll go crazy and drag people down with her."
There were quite a few people from the Imperial Medical Academy; they came in in batches.
The first batch consisted of imperial physicians, the second batch of imperial doctors, and finally, renowned doctors that Shang Changge had found from various parts of the country.
Although it was said to be three batches, waves of people came and went to examine and take Xiao Ji's pulse.
However, they all entered with trepidation and left with gloomy faces.
"No, this won't do..."
"The injuries were too severe..." "The main problem was that it dragged on for too long..."
"Golden needles..." "I've tried them, but they're useless..."
Shang Changge has good hearing, and it got even better after she studied martial arts with Xiao Ji for a while last year.
Sitting upright in her chair, listening to the whispers of the imperial physicians coming and going, her hands beneath her elegant wide sleeves clenched tighter and tighter.
A bunch of useless trash!
Xiao Ji, of course, also heard what the imperial physician said. His expression remained unchanged, but the corner of his eye that was fixed on Shang Changge dimmed slightly.
Finally, Granny Hua and Jing Xiuming took Xiao Ji's pulse and examined him. The master and apprentice entered one after the other.
Granny Hua had previously diagnosed the poison that her stepmother had been afflicted with, and said she was 60% certain.
Shang Changge couldn't help but place her hopes on Granny Hua. Her expression remained unchanged, but she knew her heart was pounding.
The main hall was quiet, and almost everyone's eyes were focused on Granny Hua as time passed by.
"well."
After a long while, Granny Hua sighed and shook her head with a worried expression, just like the imperial physician who had taken Xiao Ji's pulse earlier.
"Child, your injury... this old woman can't do anything about it for now..."
Shang Changge didn't hear a word Granny Hua said after that, until Jing Xiuming sat down to take Xiao Ji's pulse.
Only then did a glimmer of hope rekindle, and I temporarily suppressed my irritability and patiently waited for the result.
The hall fell silent again. After a long while, Jing Xiuming stood up, faced the Empress Dowager and Shang Changge, and slowly shook his head.
Shang Changge maintained a faint smile, seemingly indifferent to Xiao Ji's life or death. Beneath her wide sleeves...
Her fingernails, neither too long nor too short, dug into her palms. The pain pulled at her reason, and she had no grounds to stand up for herself, so it was inconvenient for her to get angry.
Shang Changge was inconvenient, but the Empress Dowager was. With a flick of her sleeve, the Empress Dowager dropped the teacup, causing tea to splash and the teacup to shatter on the floor.
"A bunch of useless trash!"
The Empress Dowager angrily rebuked Shang Changge, saying the words she wanted to say but couldn't bring herself to say.
Shang Changge smiled inwardly, genuinely feeling moved: Having lived in this world for so long since transmigrating into this novel, there has never been a moment when she felt that her adopted mother was so pleasing to the eye and so agreeable.
That was a really good insult, she really knows how to insult, she's practically her mouth double.
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