Zhi'er, Min Feiyan's personal maid, untied the clothes in front of her chest. Min Feiyan felt a cool sensation on her chest, followed by the pricking of the gold needles into her skin.
She looked at Mo Qinghuan, who was concentrating, and a warmth and gratitude welled up in her heart. She had thought she would die soon, so she cherished every day, every moment with His Highness.
She never expected God to show her favor, because she always felt that being able to be with the one she loved, and the one she loved also loved her, was already lucky enough.
So, she shouldn't ask for more.
When she was assassinated before, she even hated herself for not dying directly in the assassination. In this way, His Highness might be more able to accept it.
Rather than passively accepting it helplessly.
However, at that time, she didn't expect to meet Mo Qinghuan when she returned to the palace, nor did she think that her illness could actually be cured.
After Mo Qinghuan finished inserting the needles, she saw Min Feiyan in a daze and gently called out, "What are you thinking about?"
Min Feiyan came back to her senses and smiled shyly, "It's nothing. I'm just sighing that it's fortunate to have met Sister - in - law, and fortunate that you know medical skills."
Mo Qinghuan put away the cloth bag of the gold needles and looked at the Empress, who had been standing silently by the side, observing her every move.
"Your Majesty, please trouble you to prepare paper and pen for this humble girl. I'll write a few dietary therapy prescriptions for the imperial concubine."
Hearing this, the Empress stood up and walked out. When the eldest prince saw the Empress coming, he suddenly stood up and strode towards her.
"Mother, how is it?"
The Empress looked at her son's anxious and worried face, and lovingly patted his shoulder, "Silly boy, it can't be that fast. This is only the first time. Your Sister - in - law said it will take some time. Don't be so impatient, okay?"
Mu Shengze obviously had no mind to listen to what the Empress said. He kept craning his neck inside. The Empress looked at him and helplessly shook her head.
She knew that although Mu Shengze was still outside now, his heart had long flown inside.
After the Empress ordered the maid to bring the paper and pen, just as she was about to go in, Mu Shengze grabbed her arm, "Mother, when can I go in to see her?"
"Mother has already told you not to be impatient. When it's time for you to go in, your Sister - in - law will surely let you."
Only then did Mu Shengze calm down. He turned around and walked up to Mu Yanming, bowed, "Brother, I'll never forget Sister - in - law's great kindness."
Mu Yanming glanced at him and faintly responded with an "um".
Inside the inner room, Mo Qinghuan finished writing the dietary therapy prescriptions and handed them to Zhi'er, "Remember, you must strictly follow the ratio in the dietary therapy prescriptions. With the medicine and dietary therapy, your lady will soon regain her complexion."
Zhi'er took the prescriptions in her hand and couldn't stop nodding, with uncontrollable joy in her eyes.
After a while, Mo Qinghuan estimated that about fifteen minutes had passed. She walked to the bedside, "I'm going to manipulate the needles. You may feel a bit numb. Endure it."
Min Feiyan nodded, indicating that she could bear anything.
She twirled the gold needle. Suddenly, the numb feeling made Min Feiyan hiss, and then she shyly smiled at Mo Qinghuan.
"Sister - in - law, I'm being impolite."
Mo Qinghuan shook her head with a smile, "This is not impolite. It's everyone's instinctive reaction. Well, you rest first. I'll go out for a while."
Mo Qinghuan stood up and walked out. The Empress quickly sat in front of the bed and began to comfort Min Feiyan.
She walked out of the inner room. Mu Shengze rushed over at once, "Sister - in - law, can I go in now?"
Mo Qinghuan gave an embarrassed smile. Thinking that Min Feiyan was his wife and there was no need to avoid suspicion, she nodded, "Yes, you can."
After Mu Shengze went in, she walked up to Mu Yanming. Mu Yanming said nothing but poured a cup of tea and handed it to Mo Qinghuan.
Mo Qinghuan took it with a smile and drank it all in one gulp. She didn't notice the upturned corner of Mu Yanming's mouth because she had used the same cup as him.
After she finished drinking the tea, Mu Yanming pushed the snacks towards her, indicating for her to eat a piece.
When Mo Qinghuan saw it was the jujube - paste cake, she picked up a piece and ate it.
"Um, no wonder it's the imperial chef in the palace. This jujube - paste cake is really authentic."
Mu Yanming reached out his hand to wipe off the crumbs on the corner of her mouth, with a look of doting and tenderness on his face, which made the maids in the hall quite envious.
"You really like jujube - paste cake?"
Mu Yanming asked casually.
Mo Qinghuan was eating. Hearing his question, she nodded.
After finishing eating, she clapped her hands, "Okay, I'll go in to remove the needles, and then we can leave."
She got up and walked towards the inner room. When she went in, she saw Mu Shengze holding Min Feiyan's hand and gave a light cough.
Mu Shengze immediately stood up and made way for Mo Qinghuan.
She walked over, removed the needles one by one, and put them into another bag.
Normally, acupuncture needles are disposable, but the conditions didn't allow it now. So, she decided to take them back to disinfect and reuse them.
After she finished packing up, she took out the medicine from the medicine chest, handed it to Zhi'er, and gave another instruction before walking out.
The Empress accompanied the two of them all the way to outside the palace hall. Just as they were about to get on the carriage, Concubine Li came in a sedan chair.
She knew that it was Mo Qinghuan who said she was feigning illness last time. So when she saw her, she gave her a meaningful smile.
Mo Qinghuan was completely confused and turned to look at Mu Yanming.
"The Regent is not feeling well. Why didn't you rest at home well? What are you doing in the palace?" She got out of the sedan chair, curtsied slightly to Mu Yanming.
Mu Yanming ignored her. She gave an embarrassed smile and looked at Mo Qinghuan.
Seeing that Mu Yanming didn't say a word, Mo Qinghuan didn't dare to say much either and politely returned a smile.
Concubine Li saw the good understanding between the two, and the smile on her face deepened, but her hand secretly tightened, "By the way, the winter banquet is coming soon. The Regent's Consort should take good care of the Regent. Otherwise, if the Regent can't attend the winter banquet, it may arouse suspicion from other countries."
Mo Qinghuan didn't know what she meant, but seeing her expression, it didn't seem like a provocation. So she just slightly raised her eyebrows as an answer.
"It's time to go back."
Mu Yanming gently reminded her, helped Mo Qinghuan into the carriage, and then left the palace.
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The Emperor came out of the imperial study and walked towards Lixiang Palace. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his mouth and his throat was itchy.
The eunuch Shudezhong behind him saw the Emperor covering his mouth and stepped forward to ask, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Do you want me to summon Chief Physician Tan to take a look?"
The Emperor nodded, "Summon the imperial physician to Concubine Li's place."
Shudezhong turned to look at the young attendant behind him, "Baolai, why aren't you going to invite Chief Physician Tan?"
Baolai got the order and immediately ran towards the imperial medical office quickly.
Mu Linyi glanced sideways at Shudezhong. To say he was meticulous, this Shudezhong had been by his side for many years and really saved him a lot of trouble.