Xiu'er said, "What a coincidence! Someone fainted as soon as you left the house?"
Having encountered the fish-frying team members in the palace, Tang Zhuyun can't help but suspect that this is a conspiracy, whether open or overt, targeting her.
"This servant will go and take a look."
Yanran, however, reached out and pulled Xiu'er back.
"No, you are a maidservant by Mother's side. If someone with ulterior motives were to plot against us, they could probably use you to get help from Mother."
Tang Zhuyun thought it made a lot of sense.
After all, a maid (lackey) as outstanding as Xiu'er shines wherever she goes, making it hard to go unnoticed.
"Then you'll go?" Xiu'er asked, then immediately denied it, "No, I'm worried."
"I'm not going either," Yanran said. "It's chaotic right now; we'll find out what's going on soon enough."
Observe carefully and proceed gradually.
Tang Zhuyun secretly lifted a small crack in the carriage curtain to peek outside, but apart from the throngs of onlookers, she saw nothing.
The coachman, with his sharp eyes, suddenly exclaimed, "Why is Young Master Linlin here too?"
The people in the carriage couldn't sit still any longer.
Xiu'er flung open the curtain, stepped onto the carriage shaft, and looked down from above.
"My goodness! It's Young Master Kong's fainted!"
Huh? Is that funny Xiyou boy who fainted?
Tang Zhuyun quickly dismounted from the carriage, her movements fluid and swift.
However, the general public didn't notice her.
With the guards clearing the way, Tang Zhuyun quickly arrived at the "crime scene" at the very front.
Nanxing sat on the ground, holding Xiyou's head and pinching his philtrum repeatedly, while Linlin stood by, her eyes filled with anxiety.
He has already sent someone back to invite Tang Zhuyun.
"What happened?" Tang Zhuyun quickly stepped forward.
Linlin's eyes lit up when she saw her. "... Auntie, my senior brother and I came to buy some snacks, but he suddenly fainted."
Tang Zhuyun was worried that Xiyou was having a relapse, so she knelt down with a serious expression and took his pulse.
Linlin knew about Xiyou's condition and was extremely nervous, her hands unconsciously clenching tightly.
Upon seeing this, Yanran gently took his hand and whispered, "Brother, don't be afraid, Mother is here!"
Linlin forced a smile.
Tang Zhuyun frowned, then took out a pale yellow "bead" from her purse and stuffed it into Xiyou's mouth.
Everyone watched curiously, some tense, others simply enjoying the spectacle and not afraid of things getting out of hand...
Others might not recognize the pale yellow beads, but Linlin and Yanran did.
Because they ate it often; it was candy made by Tang Zhuyun herself...
That's right, Xiyou causes low blood sugar.
Tang Zhuyun: Sigh, I'm such a skilled doctor here, and you're treating me with low blood sugar?
This lighthearted thought arose because Xiyou wasn't having a relapse of her illness; she was happy and that's when this playful idea came to her.
Once she relaxed, she couldn't help but chuckle at the scene before her.
A woman in Nanxing is holding Xiyou, and the scene looks surprisingly harmonious.
Nanxing is androgynous and full of vigor; while Xiyou looks sickly, pale and weak.
She can enjoy this type of pairing.
"Your Highness, what you gave Young Master Kong to eat..." Nanxing asked, "Wasn't it what you gave him before..."
She clearly recognized him too.
Tang Zhuyun smiled and replied, "That's right, it's the elixir of immortality I refined before, plus borrowing fifty years of lifespan from Heaven."
Everyone in the Prince's Palace: Your Highness, it's fun being a little mischievous.
Unsuspecting onlookers: Is this a staged event, a case of selling fake medicine?
Even now, if you're selling counterfeit medicine, do you still have to dress this well?
The barrier to entry for counterfeiting is now quite high.
A moment later, Xiyou slowly woke up, touched her philtrum which was burning from being pinched, and asked blankly, "Why are there so many people? What happened to me?"
Nanxing said expressionlessly, "You fainted. Luckily, the Princess Consort happened to be passing by and went to great lengths to bring you back to life."
Everyone: Her Highness the Princess?
Did you put in a lot of effort?
I don't understand!
Tang Zhuyun said, "You need to eat something in the morning from now on!"
Kid, be careful! Stop scaring people!
Don't you know your own constitution? Maybe it'll just happen suddenly and you'll be fine.
Xiyou's face flushed slightly.
He didn't like the food at the temple, but since he was going out today, he thought he would eat outside, but unexpectedly he fainted.
Being surrounded by onlookers was an unpleasant experience, so Tang Zhuyun said, "Xiu'er, Nanxing, help Young Master Kong up and let him rest in the shop."
Xiyou fainted at the entrance of the pastry shop, before dawn.
Xiyou said, "No need, I can get up by myself..."
And so, the group entered the shop.
Tang Zhuyun sat at one table with Yanran, while Xiyou and Linlin sat at the next table.
Xiyou said awkwardly, "Thank you so much for saving me, Your Highness..."
"It was nothing," Tang Zhuyun said, then looked at Linlin, "Why aren't you and your fellow disciples at the temple today?"
"A guest came to Master's place today, and he asked my senior brother and me to come out and buy things to entertain the guest," Linlin said.
Tang Zhuyun thought to herself that this guest must have come unexpectedly; otherwise, Linlin should have mentioned it when she got home yesterday.
To be received and invited to stay for a meal when visiting the Great Confucian Scholar Kong must mean he was a very important person.
I'll gossip with Linlin when I get home tonight, but I don't know if he'll tell me anything.
That little devil is cunning, and she keeps her mouth shut. I don't know who she took after, but it's definitely not her.
"You've rested enough, have something to eat, and then go get back to work," Tang Zhuyun said.
We're waiting for rice to cook at home; are we going to let our guests go hungry?
"Don't skip meals next time," Tang Zhuyun reminded her again.
Linlin came over and whispered, "Mother, please give me the purse. I'll give the things to my senior brother, and you can take the purse home tonight."
"Alright." Tang Zhuyun took off her purse and handed it to him, also slipping him a small piece of silver. "Go."
Yanran, standing next to her, stuck out her tongue shyly.
It's all her fault for swindling her brother's monthly allowance; otherwise, he wouldn't be so poor.
It's alright, I'll secretly ask my father for some money when I get home tonight, and say I'm buying flowers for my mother to wear, hehe.
Xiyou thanked Tang Zhuyun, then bought some snacks and left with Linlin Nanxing.
Xiu'er's eyes lit up, and she whispered in Tang Zhuyun's ear, "Your Highness, look at Nanxing and Young Master Kong..."
"Don't talk nonsense." Tang Zhuyun glared at her.
Although she thought so herself, she only secretly shipped the couple in her heart.
--The difference in social status between Nanxing and Xiyou is obvious.
Xiyou comes from a prestigious family and is humble and noble, while Nanxing is merely a loyal follower of the Xiao Family.
Song Jingyang was able to marry Xiu'er because his parents' generation were also servants, and their family had no rules.
But Xiyou...
It's okay, Nanxing is awake!
Moreover, it seems that her previous defection from the Xiao Family was also related to a certain man.
For a woman who has suffered heartbreak, opening her heart again is extremely difficult.
Forget it, why think so much? She still has to go to the Xue Family.
After buying the snacks, Tang Zhuyun took Yanran's hand and walked out, with Xiu'er following beside them.
Suddenly, a man bumped straight into Tang Zhuyun and reached out to... grope her breasts?