Tang Zhuyun decisively said, "Yanran, you wait here for your mother. Your mother will go and see what's going on! Nanxing, take my medicine box."
"No, Mother, I want to go too." Yanran tugged at her sleeve. "You'll be scared if you go alone."
Never mind, let's take her there.
It's better to be nurtured from a young age than to be a good-for-nothing like myself.
Moreover, saving lives is urgent, and there's no time for much talk.
Tang Zhuyun took her hand, and as they went out, Xiu'er rushed out of the side room.
"I'll go call Linlin," Xiu'er said, dashing out in a flash. "And then I'll go call my maternal uncle."
When in doubt about foreign affairs, consult Linlin; when in doubt about domestic affairs, consult Meng Yulan.
Healing the sick and saving lives is all entrusted to the Empress; that's all that matters!
When Tang Zhuyun arrived, there were already quite a few maids and servants in Nanny Rong's courtyard, and the house was crowded with people, with many craning their necks to look inside.
Upon seeing Tang Zhuyun arrive, everyone spontaneously made way for her.
Tang Zhuyun's expression was calm, her gaze resolute, and her steps steady.
This was the first time she had appeared in such an awe-inspiring manner since she had swiftly and decisively reorganized the Prince's mansion after his "death."
Tang Zhuyun ignored what everyone was thinking and strode inside, where a maidservant lifted the curtain for her.
Nanny Rong was on the verge of death, her hands resting on her abdomen, her face contorted in pain, yet her eyes remained fixed on the doorway, clearly waiting for Tang Zhuyun to arrive.
"What did Nanny Rong eat for dinner?" Tang Zhuyun asked sternly as she sat down on the embroidered stool brought by the maid.
"Reporting to Your Majesty," the little maidservant beside Nanny Rong trembled with fear, kneeling on the ground and shaking like a leaf in the wind, "Mama, Mama said, said she didn't have a good appetite, so she drank some Lingzhi soup..."
Ganoderma lucidum?
Something seemed to flash through Tang Zhuyun's mind.
Yanran quickly replied, "Could it be those Ganoderma lucidum mushrooms that I gave to Granny?"
Tang Zhuyun suddenly remembered that Yanran had told her that she and Cui Xiaoqiu had found Ganoderma lucidum outside.
She found it somewhat amusing at the time; finding Ganoderma lucidum on a mountain was like winning the lottery, let alone in a bustling place like her own front door.
However, their conversation was interrupted, and she didn't have time to ask further questions.
It turns out, someone set this up.
The young maid nodded. "When Granny came back from outside, she was carrying a lingzhi mushroom, saying it was a gift from the young lady. Granny was very happy..."
Will Rong Mama be happy Yanran gives Nanny Rong something?
If Tang Zhuyun hadn't known that Nanny Rong was still resentful about Yanran's biological father, she would have believed it.
Yanran said, "I didn't give it to her. She saw me taking out the Ganoderma lucidum and came closer, so I shared a few with her! I..."
She became somewhat agitated, but gradually calmed down and fell silent.
She looked up at Tang Zhuyun, her gaze resolute. "Mother, someone is trying to frame us!"
She wasn't referring to me, but to "we".
Clearly, Yanran realized that this scheme couldn't possibly be targeting a child like her.
Who could believe she harbored malicious intentions?
Ultimately, the blame will inevitably fall on her closest relative, her mother.
Tang Zhuyun's eyes revealed admiration. As expected of a child influenced by Meng Yulan, her potential for domestic power struggles had been awakened.
"Save lives first," she said, "Then we'll discuss right and wrong."
Tang Zhuyun reached out to take Nanny Rong's pulse. The latter was already very weak, and it seemed that she could only open her eyelids with great effort. Her gaze was somewhat unfocused, but she was trying hard to find her.
The look in her eyes was too complicated for Tang Zhuyun to ponder, as she was busy saving people.
She knew very well that Nanny Rong could not die.
With Nanny Rong dead, the blame will surely fall on my head.
After all, Nanny Rong still had bruises on her forehead from kowtowing to him.
Even if Nanny Rong died, she couldn't clear her name no matter what.
Even ants try to survive, so who would have thought that Nanny Rong would risk her life to harm me?
Especially since the two had previously been very close.
From the perspective of an uninformed bystander, Tang Zhuyun would also suspect that she, the princess, was betraying her after using her power.
Tang Zhuyun took out silver needles and used them to induce vomiting in Nanny Rong. Unexpectedly, Nanny Rong used all her strength to say, "Your Majesty, this old servant doesn't blame you..."
Tang Zhuyun coldly instructed Nanxing to hug Nanny Rong, have Nanny Rong lie on Nanxing's lap, and then administer acupuncture to induce vomiting.
While inserting the needles, she said, "Don't worry, Nanny Rong, there's no need for a will. The person I want, even the King of Hell wouldn't dare take from me!"
A moment later, Nanny Rong vomited violently.
Linlin also arrived, pulled Yanran to the back, and quietly asked her what had happened.
Yanran bit her lip and said, "... Brother, it really wasn't me who gave it to her willingly, it was her..."
Linlin gestured for her to be quiet, stopping her from continuing, then suddenly asked Tang Zhuyun, "Auntie, can Nanny Rong be saved?"
"Yes," Tang Zhuyun replied decisively.
She was determined to save Nanny Rong.
She'd rather have things discussed openly and honestly than be framed like this with such vague and unclear accusations!
Linlin in acknowledgment, then turned around, stood with her hands behind her back, and coldly scanned the people at the door.
Everyone felt tense when he looked at them.
For some reason, this young boy possessed the aura of a prince.
"All of you, step back," Linlin said coldly.
Everyone immediately scattered like birds and beasts.
Xiu'er followed her out, stood under the eaves with her hands on her hips, and said, "Listen up, everyone! If anyone dares to gossip about what happened today, have their tongue pulled out! This isn't what Her Majesty said, it's what I said! You all know who did Hongxiu being pulled out."
Song Jingyang.
Everyone fell silent; in the large courtyard, the only sound for a moment was the rustling of leaves in the wind.
"Don't be the chicken that gets killed to scare the monkey," Xiu'er said. "Not gossiping won't kill you; but if you do, you will!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a Linlin longsword pierced through the air and plunged straight into the gate.
"Did I let you leave?" Nanxing's voice was as cold as ice.
After Nanny Rong finished vomiting, Tang Zhuyun asked her to come out, seemingly wanting to speak with Nanny Rong alone.
Xiu'er silently gave Nanxing a thumbs up.
Their teamwork was flawless.
"Did you hear that?" Xiu'er asked. "Who didn't hear clearly? Step forward. If not, I'll assume you all heard it."
The courtyard remained completely silent.
Xiu'er looked at Nanxing: "Let them go?"
"Just leave two people to help with the cleaning."
"Okay." Xiu'er pointed to two people and chased the rest away.
"Shall we go in and take a look?" she asked Nanxing.
The latter nodded.
The two went inside together.
"Xiu'er!" Tang Zhuyun's voice suddenly became urgent.
Xiu'er: "Your Majesty, is it beyond saving? What should we do? Let me see if your maternal uncle's wife has arrived yet?"
When it comes to matters involving the dead, Meng Yulan is probably more adept at handling them.
(I went to see a marriage proposal today, so the update will be a little late. Wait for me~)