Without further ado, that very afternoon Youqing took a small gold hairpin, a gift from the Empress when she entered the palace. It was made by the Imperial Household Department and was a common style, so she wasn't worried about it getting out and causing any problems.
“Sangzhu, take this hairpin to the Imperial Hospital and ask a physician to come over. I’m feeling a little unwell after dinner.”
Sangzhu looked concerned: "My lady, this servant will go to the Imperial Hospital right away."
After saying that, she grabbed the hairpin and ran out.
Seeing Sangzhu's hurried appearance, Youqing suddenly remembered something and said to the system, "Sangzhu takes care of all my food and clothing. It seems a bit inappropriate to take things from the farm out."
Ancient people and modern people are just living in different eras, not different in intelligence. In fact, ancient people, without the aid of technology, may have been more meticulous, thoughtful, and perceptive than modern people.
The farm is great, but if she can't use it openly and honestly, wouldn't all her efforts be wasted?
The system was fairly reliable, giving a good answer: "Host, rest assured, everything produced by the farm will be automatically rationalized in the eyes of your little palace maid."
After hearing this explanation, Youqing looked on in disbelief. The explanation was so powerful that it shattered her scientific understanding.
"Automatic rationalization" doesn't sound very scientific.
On the other side, Sangzhu jogged to the Imperial Hospital.
With the help of the golden hairpin, things were relatively easy to handle. Sangzhu invited a royal physician, who was about thirty years old. This was considered young in the Imperial Hospital, and he must have been a new recruit. Sangzhu couldn't invite anyone older than that.
Sangzhu brought Imperial Physician Zhang back. When the physician arrived, Youqing was already lying in bed. There was no need for her to pretend; she already looked sickly.
The imperial physician stepped forward to take her pulse, and through the handkerchief, the system could indeed sense the presence of yang energy.
Although Physician Zhang lacked formal qualifications, his ability to enter the Imperial Medical Academy was undoubtedly sound.
"Does Your Highness feel weak and listless, easily sleepy, and have a poor appetite?"
Youqing nodded: "The imperial physician is right."
Sangzhu, standing to the side, looked worried: "Imperial Physician, what's wrong with our young mistress?"
Imperial Physician Zhang said, "Your Highness is weak and needs careful recuperation. You should pay attention to your diet, eat less spicy and cold food, and move around more..."
In short, he is physically weak and does not need medication, but requires careful recuperation.
As Physician Zhang spoke, Youqing heard the system's excited voice: "The farm has been successfully activated."
Youqing smiled slightly: "Thank you for making the trip, Physician Zhang. Sangzhu, see Physician Zhang out."
Sangzhu: "Yes, my lady."
Sangzhu: "Imperial Physician Zhang, let me see you out."
After seeing off Physician Zhang, Youqing felt much happier thinking about the farm she had finally acquired.
Sangzhu, who had brought the imperial physician back, looked sullen: "My lady, I remember that the gold hairpin was the last piece of jewelry you could afford. Your health requires careful attention to your diet, but those two-faced fellows in the kitchen, we don't have the money to bribe them, how can we possibly manage to feed you properly? What are we going to do!"
Youqing was incredibly grateful that she still had a system. Although its functions were somewhat unsatisfactory and it couldn't even grant her freedom, at least she had a way out and wasn't driven to despair.
Without the system, with her body like this after she transmigrated, she probably wouldn't have lasted long before following in the footsteps of the original owner and dying.
Youqing comforted her, saying, "Don't worry, there will be a way."
She didn't want to be in such a weak state, but given the current circumstances, her first priority was to solve the problems of food and clothing.
Sangzhu still couldn't be optimistic; her situation was simply too dire, and she was just a little girl in her early teens.
That evening, inside the Qianqing Palace, Emperor Kangxi hadn't chosen a concubine for several days. A eunuch from the Imperial Household Department entered carrying a green plaque.
Liang Jiugong spoke up: "Your Majesty, the people from the Imperial Household Department have arrived."
Emperor Kangxi had been busy for several days in a row, and as a man with high sexual desires, he did not intend to dress plainly tonight.
The green plaques were placed on the tray. Kangxi looked at them and chose one that looked pleasing to the eye.
The name on the sign is that of Consort Cheng.
Consort Cheng gave birth to the Seventh Prince last July. The child is less than a year old. Consort Cheng is outstanding in appearance, but her family background is not prominent. However, she is a well-known person in the eyes of Emperor Kangxi.
Emperor Kangxi was happy to summon a knowledgeable and sensible person when he needed to relax.
That evening, Consort Cheng was carried into the Qianqing Palace in a sedan chair.
After a long day, Emperor Kangxi washed up and found Consort Cheng waiting for him on the dragon bed. But just as his hand touched her, a sudden change occurred, and Kangxi was startled by the sight before him.
"ah!"
Emperor Kangxi couldn't help but shout out loud.
Consort Cheng was bewildered and startled. Hearing the commotion inside, the people outside also came in.
Upon entering, they found the room empty except for Kangxi, who was pale and appeared to be in a state of extreme shock.
When Kangxi encountered Consort Cheng earlier, he saw a female ghost with a scalded face and disheveled hair clinging to Consort Cheng's back. The ghost looked resentful and glared at Consort Cheng as if she wanted to devour her.
After he became a nobleman, the female ghost Kangxi could no longer see him.
Consort Cheng looked around but found nothing amiss. She asked with concern, "Your Majesty, are you alright?" As she spoke, she took Kangxi's arm. Then Kangxi saw the female ghost again. This time, the female ghost was smiling at him, which was very eerie. Kangxi was so frightened that he shuddered.
He immediately broke free from Cheng Guiren's grasp, and the female ghost disappeared.
Liang Jiugong then spoke up: "Your Majesty, are you alright?"
He's in trouble, which shows how one can bring up something like ghosts.
Because he encountered Consort Cheng and saw ghosts, Kangxi had no choice but to say, "Summon the imperial physician and send Consort Cheng back."
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