Chapter 12 Disgusting, Song Qingyun I won't treat you
Maidong was stunned, as if he didn't expect that she would take the initiative to offer to check his legs.
His face still had the same cold expression that never changed. "Thank you for your kindness, Princess. I won't force you to do anything."
Lin Miaoyin didn't force him, and just said, "If Guard Mai changes his mind in the future, you can come to me at any time."
Maidong bowed again and left.
After Lin Miaoyin finished her meal, she leaned against Yuzhu and fell into a deep sleep. She was too tired.
When she woke up again, she was awakened by the burn.
She hadn't recovered from her last cold yet, and now she was being punished and freezing in the dungeon, which made her condition worse.
She opened her eyes groggily and saw Yuzhu twisting a handkerchief to cool her down physically. "Princess, I have asked Lord Maidong to buy medicine. It will be here soon."
"No, I have medicine."
Yuzhu thought she was delirious due to fever, "Where did you get the medicine?"
When she saw the pills in Lin Miaoyin's palm, she was stunned, "Princess, where... where did this come from?"
In fact, she felt something strange when the princess treated Dingxiang.
She had been with the princess since she was a child, and she didn't know that she knew medicine. Moreover, there were no medicinal herbs in Shaohua Hospital. How did she cure her illness?
"Do you remember that when I was seven years old, I went out to recuperate. It was at that time that I learned medical skills from the old doctor who treated me. My aunt was afraid that I would cause trouble, so she never allowed me to tell anyone. As for this medicine, I went out to buy it some time ago, and I brought some with me just in case." Lin Miaoyin made up the story based on the memory left to her by the original owner.
“So that’s how it is!”
Seeing that Yuzhu didn't suspect anything, she felt relieved.
This little girl is easy to fool, but that doesn't mean Beigong You, the Queen and others are easy to fool. They have to come up with an excuse for her sudden knowledge of medicine.
Two days later.
Beigong You returned to Prince Ning's Mansion in the morning mist, handed the freshly picked black mulberry to Feng Ming, and asked him to deliver it to Wang Shouyuan's Mansion.
Before he had time to change his wet clothes, he went to Qingzhu Courtyard.
Song Qingyun is still in a coma.
And she looked even more haggard than two days ago, like a flower that was about to wither.
"How has she been these past two days?"
Zizhu stepped forward and answered, "Your Highness, after you left, the concubine vomited blood several times and has not woken up. Did you find the medicine this time?"
Beigong You nodded.
Zizhu immediately clasped her hands together and bowed, "Thank God, and may the Bodhisattva bless you. I hope that Doctor Wang can prescribe the medicine today, otherwise the Concubine will..." Her eyes turned red as she spoke.
Beigong You frowned deeply.
This is also what he thought in his heart, I hope Yun'er is okay.
After taking a look at the pale-faced woman on the couch, he asked Zizhu to take good care of her and went straight to the dungeon.
Before he entered, Mai Dong came over with his feet tilted, "Your Highness, the princess has caught a cold and has had a high fever for the past two days. Do you think you should send her back to Shaohua Courtyard?"
"No need, doesn't she know medical skills?"
Beigong You walked in directly and saw the figure leaning against the corner. He said coldly: "As long as you can cure Yun'er, no matter whether it was you who poisoned her or not, I will forgive you for what happened!"
"I can't cure Song Qingyun. Please go back, Prince Ning." Lin Miaoyin didn't even look at him.
Not to mention whether she would be convicted of poisoning if she treated Song Qingyun.
Treating Xiao Bailian is so disgusting.
Beigong You clenched his fists and walked out of the dungeon with a grim face.
Until the evening, there was still no news from Wang Shouyuan, but he did receive news that Song Qingyun had woken up.
Looking at the woman on the couch who was so weak that she was about to fall down with a gust of wind, he should have stepped forward and carefully protected her, but Lin Miaoyin's words that day inexplicably rang in his mind.
"Let's make a bet."
"Just bet on whether Song Qingyun will be okay."
He was stunned for a moment, staring at the pale face, and spoke after a long while, "Yun'er, how are you now?"
The reason why he insisted that Lin Miaoyin had given Yun'er a sterilizing drug in the first place was because the Queen agreed to let him marry Yun'er into the palace on the condition that, in addition to him and Lin Miaoyin consummating their marriage, Yun'er must not give birth to his child.
He thought that was what the Queen meant.
But now...
"I feel light and floating..." Song Qingyun knew that she shouldn't wake up now, but she had to. If Wang Shouyuan couldn't make an antidote, would she really die?
If she doesn't wake up now, she will never have to wake up.
It was not easy to hide it from Beigong You, so she hurriedly hugged the man in front of the bed, "My Lord, am I going to die? I'm so scared..."
"This is the Concubine's last burst of vitality..." Zizhu sobbed softly.
Beigong You was in mixed emotions and patted her back gently, "Don't be afraid, you will be fine."
Just as Song Qingyun was about to hold the man's hand, she fainted again.
"Empress Concubine!" Zizhu exclaimed.
"Take good care of her!" After saying this, Beigong You left Qingzhu Courtyard and went to Wang Shouyuan's mansion in person.
It was not until midnight that he returned with the antidote.
As he strode towards the Green Bamboo Courtyard, he asked, "How is the concubine?"
"Your Highness, after you left, the concubine woke up several times and vomited blood." Du Zhong replied.
When Beigong You arrived, Song Qingyun was still in a coma.
When Zizhu learned that he had returned with medicine, she burst into tears of joy, "That's great, the Concubine is saved now!"
Beigong You personally gave Song Qingyun the medicine, and then stayed by her side for most of the night until she woke up, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. Regardless of whether she was poisoned or not, he just wanted her to be fine.
"Your Highness, you have worked hard these past two days." Song Qingyun felt distressed when she saw the dark circles under the man's eyes.
"As long as you're okay."
Zizhu spoke up at the right time, "The prince didn't sleep for two days and two nights because of you, which shows how much the prince loves you."
Song Qingyun's eyes immediately turned red when she heard this, "I'm fine now, Your Majesty, go and rest."
Beigong You got up and left.
Looking at the man's stern back, Song Qingyun suddenly felt a sense of loss in her heart.
She just said it out of concern, but she didn't expect him to actually go back.
She just woke up, isn't he worried?
She closed her eyes and forgot about the loss for a while. Maybe she was too sensitive.
She looked at Zizhu and asked, "Where's the princess?"
"She should still be in the dungeon. She is suspected of murdering you. Your Majesty will not let her off easily."
"Is it just a suspicion?" Song Qingyun murmured.
…
The next day, early morning.
Beigong You had finished washing up and was about to go to Qingzhu Courtyard when Chen Jian, the chief eunuch of Ganquan Palace, entered the palace holding the Queen's decree.
"The Queen has been so gracious that she has ordered Prince Ning to bring his new concubine to the palace to express her gratitude."
Chen Jian looked around and said, "Why is Princess Ning not here?"
Beigong You then remembered that Lin Miaoyin was still imprisoned in the dungeon by her, and quickly winked at the people around him.
Chen Jian knew the truth in his heart, so he didn't expose it. "The Queen said that in a few days it will be the anniversary of Princess Ning's mother's death. She was worried that Princess Ning would be sad, so she asked me to bring a message to take Princess Ning to Ganquan Palace to stay for a few days."
In other words, if he brings Song Qingyun into the palace, Lin Miaoyin must be there.
A concubine is, after all, a concubine.
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