Chapter 423
The Female Psychology PhD Who Time Traveled to the Royal Harem
âWhat on earth is going on?â
The Emperor looked at Jiang Xinyue lying on the bed, her brows and eyes softened as if she were smiling, yet she remained unconscious. âDidnât you say she was fine? Why hasnât she woken up even after a whole day? Iâve tried everything to rouse her.â
Yan the Imperial Physician was beginning to panic. He checked her pulse again and even lifted her eyelids to examine her. âThis shouldnât be happening! I didnât detect twins earlierâperhaps the Seventh Prince was blocking the Third Princess. But Her Majesty didnât suffer a difficult birth, nor did she hemorrhage. Thereâs no reason for her to be in a coma!â
âI donât want to hear your excuses. Wake her up immediately, or Iâll have your heads.â
âYour Majesty, please calm down⦠let this old servant think of a solution⦠think of a solutionâ¦â
He was desperate. If Jiang Xinyue didnât recover, the Yan Family would be doomed. Over the years, he had aligned himself with the Empress, and in doing so, he had made many enemies. If anything happened to her, those enemies would tear him apart.
And what about his daughter? She had married half a year ago and was now pregnant. Though her husbandâs family doted on her, who knew if it was out of genuine affection or fear of the Yan Familyâs close ties with the Empress?
For the sake of the Yan Familyâs prosperity, for his hard-earned position as the head of the Imperial Hospital, and for his daughterâs marital happiness, he had to wake the Empress, no matter what.
As night fell, everyone in Kunning Palace prayed for the Empressâs recovery. However, one wet nurse, Yun Niang, kept passing gas.
The wet nurse sharing the room with Yun Niang couldnât take it anymore. She rushed out of the side chamber and went straight to the head maid. âNanny, I canât stand it anymore. Please let Yun Niang go to the restroom. Itâs unbearableâshe keeps farting.â
How could she feed the Seventh Prince and Third Princess like this?
âWhatâs going on?â
The head maid pushed the door open and was immediately hit by a foul smell. She quickly stepped back. âWhat did you eat?â
Yun Niangâs face turned red with embarrassment. âIâm sorry, Nanny. I⦠I might have kicked off the blanket last night and caught a chill in my stomach. I didnât mean toâ¦â
She clutched her stomach, looking pained. The head maid waved her hand and called for two maids. âTake Yun Niang to the restroom. Remember, Eunuch Tang has ordered that until the truth behind Her Majestyâs condition is uncovered, no one is to act alone.â
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The two young maids were under Xi Queâs supervision. They were lively and clever, but like their leader, they lacked a bit of common sense.
Along the way, Yun Niang continued to pass gas. By the time they reached the restroom, she looked even more embarrassed. She turned to one of the maids and said, âIâm so sorry to trouble you, but⦠my undergarments seem to be soiled. Could you please go back and fetch me a clean pair?â
The maid, feeling sorry for her, quickly agreed. She told the other maid to keep a close eye on Yun Niang, warning her that Xi Que would scold them if they messed up.
Once the maid left, Yun Niang entered the restroom. Not long after, the door to the adjacent stall opened.
The maid guarding the door glanced over but quickly turned her attention back to Yun Niangâs stall.
A plank between the two stalls was quietly removed, and a figure in blue leaned over. âDid you put the medicine I gave you into the Empressâs tonic? Why is she in a coma? She was supposed to bleed to death!â
Yun Niang broke into a cold sweat, her heart pounding. âI was too nervous. I hadnât finished pouring the medicine when Nanny Xiang came to take the tonic. I only managed to put a little in before I ran off. If Nanny Xiang had caught me, Iâd be finished.â
âYou fool⦠you had the perfect chance to get rid of Jiang Xinyue, and you wasted it. If she wakes up and investigates, youâll be the first one they come after. Iâll deny everything.â
âWhat should I do then?â
âFinish what you started. Kill Jiang Xinyue. Only her death can save you. Otherwise, the people in her palace will track you down in no time.â
âBut how can I⦠sheâs the Empressâ¦â
âYun Niang, are you done? I thought I heard you talking to someone.â
âOh, no, no⦠Iâm alone in here. Who would I be talking to? You can come in and see for yourself.â
Just as the maid with the clean undergarments pushed the door open, the plank between the stalls was hastily put back in place, and the figure in blue slipped away.
The two maids looked at Yun Niang, who was still squatting over the chamber pot. âHurry up. If weâre late, Nanny will scold us.â
The towering palace walls and majestic rooftops held no interest for the Fourth Prince.
He and the Crown Prince had just been in the Imperial Library, undergoing an examination by Grand Preceptor Jing, when Xiao Xiangzi from Kunning Palace came running, out of breath, to inform them that their father had summoned them back immediately.
The two boys rushed into Kunning Palace, barely noticing the Emperor sitting by the bed. They threw themselves at Jiang Xinyueâs bedside, her peaceful, closed eyes making them fear the worst.
âMother! Mother!â
âMother⦠wu wu⦠Motherâ¦â
The Crown Prince cried so hard that snot bubbles formed. âMother, get up⦠get up and fly kites with me⦠wu wu⦠Little Dumpling wants to fly kites.â
His words were still babyish and unclear, his sobs punctuated by hiccups.
The Fourth Prince clung to Jiang Xinyueâs hand, rubbing it against his cheek. âMother, didnât you say youâd test Little Dumpling and me on our studies after Grand Preceptor Jingâs lesson today? Weâre back now. Please wake up. I even taught Little Dumpling a poem. Listenâ¦â
âThe threads of a loving motherâs hands⦠wu wu⦠sewing clothes⦠Mother sewed Little Dumplingâs clothesâ¦â
The Crown Prince climbed over the Emperor and onto the bed, lying directly on Jiang Xinyueâs chest. When he heard her heartbeat, he suddenly sat up and pointed at her chest, exclaiming to the Fourth Prince, âFourth Brother, Motherâs heart⦠is beating!â
The Fourth Prince, who had been crying uncontrollably, quickly wiped his tears and grabbed Jiang Xinyueâs hand. âItâs warm! Mother is still alive!â
He looked up at the Emperor. âFather, whereâs the physician? Call the physician to save Mother!â
The Emperor had been keeping vigil by the bed all night, his head heavy with exhaustion. Tang Shiliang stepped forward to support him. âYour Majesty, please rest in the side chamber for a while. If Her Majesty wakes, Iâll inform you immediately.â
The Emperor patted the Crown Princeâs head and lifted him off Jiang Xinyue. âXiao Man, take good care of your brother. Yan the Imperial Physician will be here soon to administer acupuncture. Iâll rest for a bit, but Iâll be close by if anything happens.â
He couldnât stay during the acupuncture session. If Yan the Imperial Physician became nervous and made a mistake, it could be fatal.
âDonât guard the door. Iâll rest for a while. Keep an eye on Xinyue. I wonât tolerate any harm coming to her.â
He needed to regain his strength so he could thoroughly investigate the cause of Xinyueâs coma.