Chapter 1: Traveling Through a Book to Save People
"There's no point in playing dead, get up!"
The sharp voice of the nanny pierced the eardrum, followed by a kick neither light nor heavy on the waist.
"Aunt Cui, the person... seems to be really dead!" The little maid next to her trembled in her voice and tugged at the corner of Aunt Cui's clothes.
Nanny Cui's heart skipped a beat, and she also realized that the person on the ground was breathing in less than out. If someone really died, she would not be able to bear the blame from the princess.
Cold sweat slid down her forehead. She slowly squatted down and stretched out her fingers tremblingly to check her breath.
Just as her fingertips were about to touch the tip of her nose, a cold, slender hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"ah!"
Nanny Cui was so frightened that she fell to the ground and crawled backwards.
【Ding! The check-in system has been successfully bound.】
[Newbie Mission: Please clear the host of suspicion of murdering the young master before sunset.]
What?
A memory that did not belong to him flooded into his mind like a tide, and Song Qingyuan had a splitting headache.
"It hurts... my head..."
After receiving all the memories, Song Qingyuan almost fainted again. She had transmigrated into an old, melodramatic novel called "The Princess Remarried and Became the Queen Mother," and became the foolish concubine who was cannon fodder from the very beginning.
The original owner saw the young master fall into the water and kindly tried to save him, but was falsely accused of pushing him and was ordered to be executed by the princess. By the time the young master woke up and clarified the facts, the grass on her grave had grown tall.
She herself, a medical student, died suddenly after working overtime in the hospital for a month.
From dying from overwork to becoming cannon fodder, do you want this blessing?
Song Qingyuan propped herself up and stood up, her soaked clothes clinging to her body, cold and sticky. She glanced at the pale-faced master and servant, her voice hoarse from not having had water for so long.
"I can wake the young master up."
When Nanny Cui heard this familiar yet unfamiliar voice, she finally calmed down, but the fear in her eyes had not yet disappeared.
"Madam Song, please follow me to the main courtyard to meet the princess." She quickly returned to the stereotyped appearance of a housekeeper, but her tone was no longer so domineering.
"Mrs. Song, you have done a great service in giving birth to the Third Young Master. The Princess loves you and has allowed you to raise your own child. How could you be so ungrateful as to harm the First Young Master?"
Song Qingyuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, so as not to reveal too many flaws: "I need to change into clean clothes. I can't pollute the princess's eyes with this look."
Nanny Cui was from the princess's courtyard and had always looked down on concubines who relied on their looks to make a living. Upon hearing this, contempt resurfaced in her eyes. She looked her up and down before reluctantly signaling the maid Xiaoping to take her to change clothes.
Before leaving, he did not forget to warn: "Keep a close eye on it. Don't let anything get added to the house, and don't let anything get lost."
Does this imply that she is a thief?
Song Qingyuan laughed angrily.
In the entire Jing'an Palace, apart from the prince himself who used the national treasury as his private treasury, there were few people richer than the original owner.
The original owner was the youngest daughter of the richest man in Jiangnan. She fell in love at first sight with the Fifth Prince, Prince Jing'an, who came to inspect the place. She cried, made a scene, and even threatened to hang herself at home, refusing to marry anyone but him. Her father had no choice but to seek help from the prince.
The Fifth Prince saw how stunningly beautiful she was and was attracted by the Song family's immense wealth, so he nodded in agreement.
Song's father really loved his daughter. He gave half of his family property as a dowry and also gave the fifth prince a mine, just so that his daughter could live comfortably in the palace.
That's it, and you're still afraid that she'll steal things?
Song Qingyuan glanced at Nanny Cui and said in a flat tone, "There are not many people in the palace who are richer than me. Don't worry, Nanny, nothing will be lost."
Nanny Cui choked, her face turning pale as she recalled the grand spectacle of the 188-carriage dowry that had arrived. That dowry was only 12 cars less than the princess's, yet the boxes and crates were packed to the brim with precious gold, silver, and other valuables.
Song Qingyuan changed into a light blue dress with a hibiscus pattern. The person in the mirror had a slender figure and a face that was radiant even without makeup. Only then did she realize that the original owner's appearance was simply stunning.
What a pity, such a good hand of cards was played badly.
"Let's go, take me to see the princess." Song Qingyuan straightened his sleeves and gave Nanny Cui a bright smile.
Nanny Cui was dazed for a moment and mumbled, "Okay, okay, this way please."
This damn girl, was she deliberately making herself look ugly before? After dressing up like this today, she is even more eye-catching than the most favored concubine in the palace.
After passing through several courtyards, we finally arrived at Yixuanyuan where the princess lived.
The courtyard is filled with various rare flowers, which are in clusters and have a fragrance so strong that it is even a bit choking.
Nanny Cui went in first to report, and came out after a while, motioning Song Qingyuan to go in.
As soon as Song Qingyuan entered the room, he saw a little boy about five years old lying on the bed with a pale face. The princess had disheveled hair and red and swollen eyes. It was obvious that he had been crying for a long time. She was gently stroking her son's cheek.
"Greetings, Princess." Song Qingyuan bowed politely.
The princess slowly turned her head, her bloodshot eyes fixed on her: "Tell me, can you wake Jingxuan up?"
"Yes," Song Qingyuan lowered her eyes, "Before I got married, I learned some medical skills from the disciples of the Divine Doctor Valley."
When the princess heard the words "Divine Doctor Valley", her eyes moved, and she remembered that the prince had mentioned that Song's eldest sister-in-law was the daughter of the owner of the Divine Doctor Valley.
"Come here and try." She seemed to have grabbed the last straw.
Zhang Yuanshu, the head of the Imperial Hospital, frowned and twirled his beard, saying, "Princess, your son is a daughter of gold, how can you let a mere woman do such things to him?"
The princess couldn't care less about these things at the moment: "Headmaster Zhang, you are helpless, now we can only try our best to save the situation!"
Head Zhang was speechless and could only stare at Song Qingyuan as he moved forward.
Song Qingyuan walked to the bedside, first pried open Jingxuan's eyelids to look at his pupils, then opened his mouth to check his tongue coating, and finally took his pulse.
Intracranial hemorrhage, no doubt about it.
Acupuncture must be performed immediately to expel the blood clots.
She glanced around and walked directly to Chief Zhang's medicine box. Before he could react, she had opened the box and taken out the set of sterilized silver needles.
"You!" President Zhang was so angry that he almost jumped up.
Song Qingyuan turned a deaf ear to him, picked up the silver needle, and steadily inserted it into several acupoints on the eldest master's head, then his face, and the last needle was accurately inserted between the eyebrows.
Just as everyone was holding their breath hoping for a miracle, black blood slowly seeped out of the corners of the eldest son's eyes and ears!
"Ah! My son!" When the princess saw this scene, her eyes went dark and she fainted.
"Someone come! Drag this vicious woman out and kill her!" The princess, who was saved by Zhang Yuanshou pinching her Ren Zhong, screamed heart-wrenchingly.
Several strong maids rushed up immediately, grabbed Song Qingyuan on both sides and dragged him out.
"Princess! I didn't harm the young master!" Song Qingyuan struggled, turned around and shouted at the imperial physician, "Captain Zhang, please go and take his pulse! The young master..."
Before he could finish his words, he was dragged out the door.
When Zhang Yuanzhu heard her shout like that, he didn't care about being angry. He took two steps forward and put his fingers on the eldest master's pulse. The next moment, his cloudy eyes suddenly widened.
"Princess!" He turned around excitedly, "Princess! This method is effective! The young master's pulse... is stronger than before!"
The princess was stunned and couldn't believe her ears: "Are you serious?"
Zhang Yuanzhu nodded vigorously.
The princess no longer cared about her manners. She rushed out, holding up her skirt, and shouted at the maids who were pushing Song Qingyuan down at the front door, "Stop! Stop it, everyone!"
Everyone was stunned, watching the princess, who always attached great importance to rules, run out like a mad woman.
"Captain Zhang said your method is effective!" The princess rushed to Song Qingyuan and grabbed her arm. "Quick, come back with me and save my son!"
Song Qingyuan was brought back to the room and saw that the blood on Jingxuan's face had been wiped clean and the bleeding had stopped. She stepped forward and methodically pulled out the silver needles one by one.
After doing all this, she stepped aside and looked at the little face on the bed, which had been pale and had returned to its normal color.
"The blood clots have been removed. The eldest young master will wake up within an hour."
She looked at the princess who was holding her son's hand and crying with joy, and her heart was calm.
The princess who was high and mighty and always dignified and serious in the original owner's memory would actually have such a day when she lost her composure.
The suspicion has been half cleared.
But the person who actually pushed the young master into the water has not been found yet.
The show will only truly begin when the young master wakes up.
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