Song Wanqing received the order that night to enter the palace tomorrow, and she went to see Xiao Jiuan before going out the next day.
The little girl changed into a rather solemn dress and looked like she was seventeen years old.
The calm and majestic vermilion made her look graceful and luxurious, but there was also a bit of squeamishness between her eyebrows. She was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away.
Xiao Jiuan looked at it for a while and nodded, "This outfit is pretty good."
"It was sent by Master Zhimo, and he said it was for the concubine." This was the first time Song Wanqing had dressed like this, and it made her feel uncomfortable all over.
"Remember, be careful in everything you do after entering the palace. Don't ask questions you don't know the answer to. Don't do anything you're not absolutely sure about...and don't do anything!" Xiao Jiuan waved his hand, "Go ahead, don't waste the time."
"Thank you, the Ninth Prince, for your teaching. My little girl, please remember this," Song Wanqing curled her lips, "I will not embarrass the Ninth Prince."
She blessed herself, turned around and walked out.
"Miss Wanqing, come on!" Lin Dao said impatiently.
"Lingdao," Xiao Jiuan said helplessly, "send them out."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Lin Dao followed him briskly.
Xiao Jiu'an and Zhi Mo were the only ones left in the study. When Xiao Jiu'an saw Zhi Mo standing there without moving, he said lightly, "Just say what you want to say."
"Your Majesty, the clothes you personally picked out for Miss Wanqing are really suitable," Zhimo quickly glanced at Xiao Jiu'an and whispered, "But why don't you let Miss Wanqing know?"
Xiao Jiuan's expression changed slightly, "It's her first time entering the palace, and her relatives are not around. Someone always needs to remind her of some things."
He emphasized again, "If my mother and concubine are here, I naturally don't need to worry about these things."
"But..." Zhimo wanted to ask, but Your Majesty, you didn't answer the second question.
"Get out!" Xiao Jiuan was impatient.
"Yes." Zhimo had no choice but to excuse himself, but Song Wanqing was indeed dressed well today, very much to his liking, and looked like a mature and steady young master.
On the other side, Lin Dao sent Song Wanqing to the gate of the palace. He chattered all the way and said a lot of things to pay attention to.
After all, he is Xiao Jiu'an's personal bodyguard. He has followed Xiao Jiu'an in and out of the palace many times and is very familiar with Kunning Palace.
"Thank you, Master!" Song Wanqing thanked him before getting into the carriage with Shen Yu.
When they arrived at the palace gate, Chen Yu naturally couldn't go in. "Miss, I'll wait for you outside the palace. Be careful."
"Don't worry." Song Wanqing got off the carriage. There was already a nun from Kunning Palace waiting at the gate of the palace.
"Miss Wanqing, come with me." Nanny walked in front and led the way, "I am Nanny Xin from Kunning Palace."
"Hello, Grandma Xin!" Song Wanqing responded obediently.
Aunt Xin glanced at her and said, "You look just like your mother."
"Does Grandma know my mother?" Song Wanqing was slightly surprised, and she was vaguely aware that Grandma had a crush on her.
"Yes." Nanny Xin nodded, but didn't say much. When she arrived at the door of Kunning Palace, she whispered a reminder, "After entering, no matter what the Queen Mother says, remember the purpose of your visit."
After saying that, she went in first.
Song Wanqing frowned, remembered what she said in her heart, and then followed in.
"Go back to the Queen Mother, I've brought you here." Nanny Xin looked back at Song Wanqing who was standing stupidly, and scolded in a low voice, "How dare you, why don't you show a courtesy to the Queen Mother when you see her?"
"My little girl deserves to die!" Song Wanqing hurriedly knelt down, "My little girl Song Wanqing has met the Queen Mother, may the Queen Mother be safe!"
She lay on the ground and waited for a while, but did not hear the voice from above asking her to get up.
what happened?
Song Wanqing felt something was wrong, and with the reminder from Grandma Xin just now, she didn't dare to move, so she could only kneel down.
However, time passed little by little, and the Queen Mother still had no intention of letting her get up. Song Wanqing's knees were in great pain, and sweat began to form on her forehead.
"The Queen Mother!" Nanny Xin glanced at Song Wanqing, obviously reminding the Queen Mother that she was still kneeling.
The Queen Mother naturally did not forget it and slowly said, "You recommended yourself to Concubine Chen and Chief Li, saying that you can cure the Ai family's disease?"
Song Wanqing was finally able to move. She changed her posture slightly and said, "Yes, I am willing to give it a try."
"Are you absolutely sure?" the Queen Mother asked again.
Song Wanqing was sweating profusely, and her whole body began to tremble, "Returning to the Queen Mother, although I am not completely sure, but..."
"You are so courageous!" the Queen Mother shouted, very dissatisfied, "I am not completely sure, so I want to make a contribution. How come Shen Yue has raised a daughter like you?"
"My little girl has no intention of making a meritorious service." Song Wanqing's voice trembled slightly, "The Queen Mother is ill, and everyone in the court is very concerned. My mother-in-law was once a harem doctor, and my grandfather was a first-class Chinese doctor. My little girl just wants to do her best. , which is also the duty of a doctor!”
"What a sweet talk, and you dare to drag the old Chinese doctor out to talk about it!" The Queen Mother said coldly, "Keep kneeling!"
"Queen Mother..." Nanny Xin said hesitantly.
"Whoever dares to plead for mercy should go over and kneel together!" The Queen Mother looked ugly.
Aunt Xin didn't dare to speak out.
Song Wanqing didn't know where she had offended the Queen Mother. From the beginning when Chief Li recommended her and there was no news, she knew something was wrong.
Now, although she has seen the Queen Mother, she still has no chance to treat the Queen Mother.
It seems that this road is quite long.
Song Wanqing didn't know how long she had been kneeling, and she couldn't help but fall down several times. Suddenly, she heard the Queen Mother's painful moans.
"Quick, medicine, quick!"
Aunt Xin hurriedly ordered, "Quick, the Queen Mother is suffering from abdominal pain. Hurry up and bring the decoction left by Chief Li."
Song Wanqing immediately cheered up and listened to the noise.
Soon, the soup was delivered, and the Queen Mother drank it tremblingly, but she still suffered from unbearable abdominal pain. She tossed and turned on the soft couch, and in the end she started wailing regardless of her appearance.
"It hurts, it hurts!" The old man now completely lost the majesty he had just now.
Aunt Xin was sweating profusely, "Why don't you feel better after drinking this medicine? Go and pass it on..."
"I can try." Song Wanqing boldly raised her head and looked at Nanny Xin with a pair of bright eyes.
At this time, the Queen Mother was already unconscious from pain. As long as Nanny Xin nodded, she would have a chance. She was betting that she was not wrong and that Nanny Xin liked her in her heart.
Sure enough, Nanny Xin hesitated for a while, then immediately stepped forward.
"Song Wanqing, please think carefully. This matter is very risky. If you don't do it well..."
"Mom, please don't worry!"
Aunt Xin nodded and pulled Song Wanqing up, "Can you still walk?"
Song Wanqing smiled bitterly and said, "Please help me over, grandma."
Aunt Xin supported Song Wanqing and came to the collapse. She saw that the Queen Mother's face was pale, with cold sweat all over her face, and she looked like she was about to die.
Song Wanqing didn't feel her pulse, so she took out the silver needle from her arms and was about to inject it.
Aunt Xin grabbed her hand.
