That night, Song Wanqing went back to the small dilapidated courtyard and tidied up for a while before she could barely lie down and sleep.
She slept soundly that night, but it was also because she had been so busy during the day.
The next morning, she got up early and started cleaning up again until Nanny Xin came to deliver breakfast.
"Thank you, mama." Song Wanqing wiped the sweat from her forehead. Today she wore a very simple bun, which Shen Yue had done before.
Sure enough, when Nanny Xin saw her, her expression was a little different.
"Have you eaten, mama?" It was spring time in April, Song Wanqing said with a smile, "The air is so nice in the morning."
Nanny Xin was stunned for a moment. The Song Wanqing in front of her was so similar to the Shen Yue in her memory that she couldn't help but wonder, could Song Wanqing really harm the Queen Mother?
"Mammy?" Song Wanqing called softly. She had already sat down next to her, ready to have breakfast.
Her breakfast today was the same as Aunt Xin's, simple porridge, side dishes, and a small steamed bun, but she ate it very deliciously.
Aunt Xin's mind moved slightly, and her voice became softer when she spoke again, "I've eaten."
"Is the Queen Mother up?" Song Wanqing asked while eating, "I'll go to the front to cook the medicine after I finish eating."
"Well, let's get up." Nanny Xin twitched her lips, "You eat slowly, I'll go back first."
After they walked away, Song Wanqing sighed softly. She had no choice but to be helpless in this palace, so she could only borrow the favor left by her mother.
"Thank you, mother." She whispered, and hurriedly finished her breakfast.
After going to the main hall, Song Wanqing first went to see the Queen Mother and took her pulse, and then went to the front yard to boil medicine.
Aunt Xin went out for a visit, and when she came back, she sighed in the Queen Mother's ear.
"What's wrong?" the Queen Mother asked in a deep voice.
"It's nothing." Mother Xin hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "I went to deliver food to that girl this morning. She was cleaning up the dilapidated yard behind. She was sweating all over and her face was dirty..."
The Queen Mother said nothing.
Aunt Xin continued, "But when she saw me coming, she smiled at me. That smile... was exactly the same as her mother's. In my heart..."
"That's enough!" The Queen Mother interrupted her, "She is she, and Shen Yue is Shen Yue. If Shen Yue was still alive, she would not be allowed to enter the Zhan Palace, nor would she be allowed to break her head and squeeze into the palace. This The child... is probably ruined by Marquis Ding'an's education."
"But I heard that..." Nanny Xin also wanted to say a few good words for Song Wanqing.
"Didn't you hear what Ai Jia said?" The Queen Mother was already unhappy. "Just because she brought up the matter of disembowelment, Ai Jia won't feel sorry for her."
Grandma Xin lowered her head and stopped talking.
Outside the palace, Song Wanqing was choked by the smoke and coughed. Hearing that the Queen Mother was restless in the palace.
"Find a servant to go with her. He can't even light a fire. He's so stupid." The Queen Mother couldn't help but order Nanny Xin.
"Yes." Nanny Xin quickly found someone to help Song Wan clear up.
Soon, the fire was lit, and Song Wanqing thanked Aunt Xin with a dirty little face, without any complaints, and continued to cook the medicine.
Aunt Xin sighed and returned to the main hall.
When the medicine was almost ready, there was a communication sound outside.
"The Emperor has arrived! The Ninth Prince has arrived!"
Everyone knelt down quickly, and Song Wanqing immediately knelt down on the side of the road with his head lowered.
Soon, she felt a gaze falling on her. Faintly, she felt that it was Xiao Jiuan looking at her.
She lowered her head in embarrassment. She had agreed not to embarrass Xiao Jiu'an, but she was in such a sorry state now.
"Raise your head!" Suddenly, a majestic voice sounded, it was Emperor Qing.
Song Wanqing was about to cry but had no tears. She slowly raised her head, glanced in Xiao Jiu'an's direction, and then quickly lowered her gaze.
"Are you... Qing'er?" Emperor Qing looked back at Xiao Jiu'an, smiled twice, and asked, "How did it end up like this?"
"Go back to the Emperor, go back to the Ninth Prince, my daughter is... cooking medicine." Song Wanqing lowered her head again.
"Decoction?" Emperor Qing frowned, "Isn't there anyone in Kunning Palace who knows how to decoct medicine? How can I let you..."
"It's what the Ai family means." Unexpectedly, Nanny Xin actually helped the Queen Mother out.
"Mother, why are you up?" Emperor Qing ignored Song Wanqing and immediately went over to help the Queen Mother, "Mother seems to be in a lot of energy. She can actually get up and walk. Come on, I will help you in."
Song Wanqing didn't hear the sound of the wheelchair sliding and knew Xiao Jiuan was still there.
"Get up!" Sure enough, Xiao Jiuan's voice sounded, vaguely unhappy.
"Thank you, Lord Nine." Song Wanqing stood up quickly, but still lowered her head, not daring to look at Xiao Jiu'an's face.
"Push me in!" Xiao Jiuan spoke again.
"Yes." Song Wanqing pushed Xiao Jiuan and followed him into the main hall.
The Queen Mother and Emperor Qing were talking. When they saw them coming in, their expressions changed.
Emperor Qing was the first to speak, "Queen Mother, isn't this Xiao Qing'er's medical skills good? Did he get the true inheritance from the old Chinese doctor?"
"Not so good!" The Queen Mother snorted with a straight face.
"..." Emperor Qing twitched his lips in embarrassment, "But Erchen, it seems that the mother's condition has indeed improved a lot."
"That's not her fault." The Queen Mother still didn't give face.
"In that case," Xiao Jiu'an unexpectedly spoke at this time, "I will take him back, and I won't stay here to cause trouble for the Queen Mother."
The Queen Mother immediately changed her face and glared at Xiao Jiu'an angrily. She had long known that Xiao Jiu'an was looking forward to her death.
"Your Majesty, Ninth Prince," Song Wanqing stood up and knelt in the middle of the hall, "My daughter cannot leave Kunning Palace for the time being."
She turned to look at Xiao Jiu'an, "Ninth Prince, the Queen Mother is very ill and my daughter cannot leave."
The Queen Mother's expression softened a bit, and she looked at Xiao Jiu'an provocatively.
"Since the Queen Mother doesn't trust you, she won't use your medicine, let alone follow your treatment," Xiao Jiuan said in a cold voice, "You may not be able to cure the Queen Mother's illness if you stay. If the problem is solved, I’m afraid the first person to be buried with you will be you.”
As soon as these words came out, the Queen Mother immediately frowned. Xiao Jiuan was right. If something went wrong with her, Song Wanqing would definitely be the first to suffer. This child seemed to have no reason to harm her.
"Ninth Prince, a doctor not only takes the pulse and prescribes medicine, but also has to gain the trust of the patient. Only then can he be qualified." Song Wanqing was still insistent, "My little girl is willing to give it a try."
"Hahaha..." Emperor Qing smiled and said, "This temper is somewhat similar to that of the old Chinese doctor."
He turned to the Queen Mother and said, "Queen Mother, you personally asked for this Song Wanqing, and you also snatched it from Prince Zhan's Mansion, so don't embarrass me."
"When did the Ai family make things difficult for her?"
"Your Majesty, it is the duty of a doctor to prepare medicine, so it is not a embarrassment." Song Wanqing once again took the initiative to speak for the Queen Mother.
A hint of appreciation appeared in Emperor Qing's eyes, "By the way, Qing'er, I have already asked Dean Li about the laparotomy treatment you mentioned before..."
"Absolutely not!" The Queen Mother interrupted Emperor Qing, "The Ai family will never agree."
