Chapter 818 - 818: Madam Ma’s Crisis
The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Empress Dowager Zhou lay on the bench and said weakly after a while, âKeep it for now.â
Eunuch Yu and Nanny Gao looked at each other and could not persuade her
anymore.
âAll of you, get out. Donât let me pass on my illness to you,â Empress Dowager Zhou said again.
Nanny Gaoâs eyes turned red. âIâm not afraid.â
Eunuch Yu did not feel good either. He wiped his tears and said, âItâs all my fault. Your Majesty has repeatedly instructed me to carefully smoke the things sent from the city with wormwood before sending them to the empress dowager. I smoked the letter repeatedly, but I forgot to open itâ¦â
âThatâs normal. Who dares to open my letter?â Empress Dowager Zhou interrupted him.
Seeing that she had closed her eyes after saying that, Eunuch Yu shut his mouth in embarrassment.
Xuanyuan Ziming had already received the news that Empress Dowager Zhou had entered the city and was waiting at the palace gate with the imperial physicians in advance.
After all, she was the empress dowager of a country. It was naturally impossible for her to live in the quarantine area like others.
The carriage stopped. Xuanyuan Ziming walked forward and was about to greet her.
Eunuch Yu stuck his head out and gestured for him to keep quiet.
Xuanyuan Ziming understood and waved his hand to signal the people behind him to make way so that Empress Dowager Zhouâs carriage could enter the palace.
The carriage finally stopped in front of the Longevity Palace. A few eunuchs carried Empress Dowager Zhou into the bedroom on a stretcher, but she did not wake up.
Xuanyuan Ziming was worried. He asked softly with a dark expression, âHow did Grandmother contract the plague?â
The messenger only said that Empress Dowager Zhou was sick and wanted to enter the city. He did not say anything else.
Eunuch Yu looked bitter, not knowing what to say.
Consort Wan tucked Empress Dowager Zhou in. âItâs a letter from the princess to Mother.â
Xuanyuan Ziming frowned.
âAlright, Iâll take care of Mother. Mingler, go and do your work. When Mother wakes up, Iâll get someone to inform you.â
âMother, you have to take good care of yourself too.â
Consort Wan smiled. âDonât worry, I will.â
Seeing that he really couldnât help here, Xuanyuan Ziming gave a few more instructions before leaving.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she left the main hall, she met Xuanyuan Ye, who was supported by a palace maid.
Xuanyuan Yeâs face was abnormally red, and her eyes were red from crying.
Seeing Xuanyuan Ziming, she quickly asked, âThird Cousin, howâs Imperial Grandmother?â
Xuanyuan Ziming looked at her quietly for a long time and said coldly,
âImperial Grandmother is resting. Donât go in and disturb her.â
Xuanyuan Yeâs eyes widened, as if she was hurt by his tone. Tears welled up in her eyes. âDid Imperial Grandmother fall sick because of me?â
âItâs good that you know.â Xuanyuan Ziming did not show any mercy and said directly, âThe imperial physician said that Grandmotherâs condition is only mild now. In order to prevent her condition from worsening, stay in your room and recuperate. Donât get close to her.â
In the past, Xuanyuan Ziming felt that Xuanyuan Ye was pitiful and treated her well. Even when Xuanyuan Yeâs background had been exposed, he would at most become emotionless towards her. This time, he was really angry with her.
Hearing that he was blaming her, Xuanyuan Ye explained while crying, âThird Cousin, I didnât do it on purpose. I didnât expect to be infected. If I knew, I would never have sent a letter to Grandmother.â
She cried until she was out of breath. She was already sick, so when she cried, her body swayed and she almost fainted.
Ruo Mei and Chun Xi supported her from both sides.
Xuanyuan Ziming sneered. âIf I remember correctly, you went to the quarantine area before sending the letter yesterday and even had a big fight with Bai Zhi.â
Xuanyuan Yeâs body stiffened. âIâve been there before, but I didnât catch the plagueâ¦â
Xuanyuan Ziming retracted his gaze. âForget it. Imperial Grandmother doted on you so much in the past. I also think you didnât do it on purpose⦠Otherwise, wouldnât you be worse than an animal?â
He said that he believed her, but Xuanyuan Ye felt that he was being sarcastic.
âThe two of you, send the princess back.â Thinking of something, Xuanyuan
Ziming paused and said, âMy grandmother is recuperating in the Longevity Palace. Itâs not good to disturb her with too many people. You should move to the Ganquan Palace first.â
Xuanyuan Ye gritted her teeth indignantly. âYes.â
Xuanyuan Ziming turned to leave.
âThird Cousin.â Xuanyuan Ye stopped him. Xuanyuan Ziming turned around and pursed her lips. âI heard that Sister⦠Can you ask her to save Imperial Grandmother?â
âAs long as sheâs willing to save Imperial Grandmother, Iâm willing to work for her, even if it costs my life.â
Xuanyuan Zimingâs face turned cold. âYouâd better pray that before your condition worsens, the doctors can find a prescription to treat the plague and help you keep your life.â
Xuanyuan Yeâs face turned pale. âWhat do you mean?â
âYou donât know, right? The person who spread the rumors has already been caught. Jiajiaâs blood canât cure the plague at all. The person only said that because someone wanted to use the commoners to kill her.â
âHow is that possible? That person clearly⦠Bai Zhi clearly said that sheâs a Saintess. If her blood canât cure the plague, why didnât she fall sick?â Xuanyuan Ye panicked. If Shen Yijiaâs blood was useless, wouldnât Grandmother and herâ¦
âNothing is certain. Perhaps itâs because sheâs used to suffering since she was young. Sheâs in good health. As for Bai Zhiâ¦â Xuanyuan Ziming sneered. âSheâs just being used as a tool, but sheâs so stupid that everyone knows about it.â
Xuanyuan Yeâs face alternated between green and white. She had been deceived?
Xuanyuan Ziming did not say anything else and instructed someone to send Xuanyuan Ye to the Ganquan Palace before leaving.
Actually, Jia Quan did not know if Shen Yijiaâs blood could cure the plague. Ji Yunxi had asked them to say that.
The reason why Xuanyuan Ziming said that was because he did not want Xuanyuan Ye to have any designs on Shen Yijia.
âYour Highness, where are we going now?â Little Zhu Zi asked. âIâm going to look for Brother Song.â
After the commotion, Song Jingchen and Ji Luo didnât go out again.
They took the risk of being infected with the plague, but those people wanted their lives, so the two of them simply ignored everything.
Of course, this was only on the surface.
Therefore, Ji Luo cleared out the storeroom in the backyard and used it as a pharmacy. She wrote a new prescription and directly corrected the imperial physician without showing up.
It was unknown if it was because they had changed to a quiet environment or because they were too anxious to protect Shen Yijia, but the new prescription today was really effective.
Although it wasnât obvious, it was at least a good start.
However, to everyoneâs surprise, an accident still happened.
Knock knock.
There was a knock on the courtyard door.
âIâll open the door,â Shen Yijia said and walked out with an umbrella.
Song Jingchen frowned and felt inexplicably uneasy as he watched Shen Yijia reach out to pull the latch.
The courtyard door opened.
Seeing the person Imeeling in the rain, Shen Yijia frowned. âWhat are you doing here?â
Ma San kowtowed. âMy wife is about to die. Madam Song, please save her.â
It was actually not easy for Madam Maâs situation to drag on until today. Shen Yijia had heard Ji Luo mention it a few times, so this outcome was within her expectations.
However, Ma San could not accept it.
He even thought that as long as Shen Yijia was willing to help, Madam Ma could still be saved..