The Poisonous Concubine is alive

Liu Yunrou is completely recovered.

Ye Chenxuan was not too worried anymore.

Liu Yunrou's mother fainted when she knew her daughter was in trouble.

I just woke up slightly in the past few days.

When Ye Chenxuan learned that Mu Xiangru had woken up, he immediately went to visit her. He walked into the room and saw Mu Xiangru leaning against the headboard, her face pale and her eyes revealing a hint of fatigue.

Ye Chenxuan walked to the bedside and asked softly, "Mother-in-law, how are you feeling?" Mu Xiangru forced a smile and said, "I'm much better, but still a little weak." Ye Chenxuan comforted her, "Don't worry, Yunrou has recovered. You should also take good care of yourself."

Mu Xiangru looked at Ye Chenxuan gratefully and said, "Thanks to you this time. If you hadn't treated him in time, the consequences would have been disastrous." Ye Chenxuan said modestly, "This is my duty as a doctor. You're welcome, mother-in-law."

Afterwards, Ye Chenxuan told Mu Xiangru about Liu Yunrou's recovery and told her what she needed to pay attention to in the future. Mu Xiangru listened carefully and admired Ye Chenxuan's medical skills even more.

Ye Chenxuan said a few more words of concern, and when he saw that Mu Xiangru was fine, he was about to leave. At this time, Mu Xiangru called him. Ye Chenxuan looked back and saw Mu Xiangru took out a jade bracelet from under the pillow and handed it to him, saying, "Ye Chenxuan, this jade bracelet is an heirloom in our family. I will give it to you now." Ye Chenxuan quickly declined, saying, "It's too valuable. I can't accept it."

Mu Xiangru insisted, "You saved Yun Rou's life, and this is what you deserve. Moreover, I hope you can become a part of our family." Ye Chenxuan was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect Mu Xiangru to say such a thing. He took the jade bracelet and said solemnly, "Thank you for your trust, mother-in-law. I will cherish this gift."

Ye Chenxuan left the room, holding the jade bracelet in his hand, and his mood could not calm down for a long time. He knew that this was not just a jade bracelet, but also Mu Xiangru's recognition and expectations of him.

Liu Yunrou stood in the dimly lit room, her eyes filled with helplessness and worry. Her mother and sisters had collapsed, leaving the once warm home strangely silent. She was left alone to face this sudden blow. Her heart felt like it was being weighed down by a huge rock, so heavy it almost made her breathless.

Tears welled up in her eyes, but she fought hard to hold them back, knowing now was not the time to be sad. She had to be strong, to find a way to save them. Liu Yunrou took a deep breath, trying to calm her inner panic. She knew she couldn't collapse at this moment. She was the pillar of her family, and she had to stand up.

She gently stroked the cheeks of her mother and sisters, silently praying that they would be safe. Then, she resolutely turned around and began to look for possible causes, reading medical books, seeking help from neighbors, and even traveling a long distance to find the legendary miracle healer.

Liu Yunrou's heart was filled with conflict, a deep worry for her family and a sense of helplessness about her own inadequacy. Yet, a glimmer of determination shone in her eyes. No matter how many difficulties and obstacles lay ahead, she was willing to try and fight, driven by a simple yet unwavering conviction: she wanted to save her family.

Liu Yunrou's heart was filled with endless grief. The news of her mother's accident was like a bolt from the blue, instantly shattering all her strength. She stood by her mother's bedside, watching her face, usually filled with a loving smile, now as pale as paper. She could no longer hold back her tears, which silently flowed down her face.

She tightly grasped her mother's hands, the hands that had once toiled for her and protected her from the wind and rain, now drooping helplessly. Liu Yunrou's heart was torn by immense guilt and pain. She hated herself for not noticing her mother's abnormality sooner, for not taking better care of her, and for letting her suffer like this.

The air around her seemed to grow heavy, weighing her down so heavily that she could barely breathe. Liu Yunrou's mind replayed the moments she had spent with her mother, but those warm memories now stabbed her like a knife, leaving her in agony. She wished so much that this was all just a nightmare, that when she woke up, her mother would still smile and call her out as usual.

But the reality is cruel. Liu Yunrou knew that she could not indulge in sadness. She had to cheer up for her mother and for the sake of this family. She wiped away her tears, suppressed the pain in her heart, and began to run around looking for ways to save her mother. She had only one belief in her heart, that is, no matter what, she had to let her mother stand up again and show her true colors again. Liu Yunrou gently placed her fingers on her mother's wrist, carefully feeling the beating of her pulse. Her brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of worry was revealed in her eyes. After a moment, she breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "Mom was frightened and fainted, she's fine."

The people around were relieved when they heard the news. Liu Yunrou's father stepped forward, held her hand, and said gratefully, "Rou'er, thanks to you, your mother is fine." Liu Yunrou smiled slightly and said, "Father, this is what I should do."

Liu Yunrou had a basin of hot water brought over and gently wiped her mother's face with a towel. Her movements were gentle and delicate, as if she were handling a precious treasure. Her mother's face gradually became rosy, and her breathing became steady.

After a while, the mother slowly opened her eyes. She saw Liu Yunrou sitting beside the bed, and a trace of relief appeared in her eyes. Liu Yunrou saw her mother wake up and asked quickly, "Mom, how do you feel?" The mother smiled and said, "I feel much better, Rouer, don't worry."

Liu Yunrou gently held her mother's hand and said, "Mom, please don't scare us anymore." Her mother nodded and said, "I understand, Rou'er."

Liu Yunrou looked at her mother, her heart filled with gratitude. She knew her mother loved her most in the world, and she was willing to do anything for her mother. A warm smile.

Ye Chenxuan, as the supreme ruler, ruled the country with awe-inspiring majesty, yet in this silent palace, faced with the sudden illness of his beloved wife, Liu Yunrou, he felt an unprecedented fear and powerlessness. Liu Yunrou was not only his queen, but also the only soft and supportive person in his heart.

Upon learning of Liu Yunrou's misfortune, Ye Chenxuan's heart sank, a flicker of panic in his usually calm eyes. He hastily dropped his official duties and rushed to her chambers, desperately seeking shelter. His steps were hurried, his heart pounding like a drum, the panic of losing the person most important to him nearly suffocating him.

Stepping into the bedroom and seeing Liu Yunrou lying weakly on the bed, Ye Chenxuan's heart felt like it was being cut by a sharp knife. He held her hand, and it was so cold that it hurt him. He couldn't imagine what his world would be like without her. She was his sunshine, his warmth, the only gentleness beneath his hard shell.

"Yun Rou, you must be strong. I cannot lose you." Ye Chenxuan's voice was low and trembling, his eyes filled with worry and pleading. He ordered the summons of renowned doctors from around the world, determined to save his queen at all costs. At this moment, he was no longer the majestic emperor, but a husband deeply in love with his wife, an ordinary man afraid of losing his beloved.

Ye Chenxuan sat by Liu Yunrou's bed, guarding her. His heart felt like it was being weighed down by a thousand-pound stone, heavy and painful. He prayed silently, hoping that God would bless his Yunrou to be safe and sound, because he knew that without her, this throne, this world, would lose its meaning.

Mu Xiangru looked at her daughter and felt relieved that nothing was wrong. She had fainted from fright when she heard that something had happened.

Just woke up now.

Mu Xiangru waved her hand to signal Liu Yunrou to come to her side, and looked at Liu Yunrou with a smile, "My child, your mother thought something happened to you and fainted, so don't scare me."

Liu Yunnian also pulled her closer. "Sister, I really don't want anything to happen to you." General Qiao Lan, Liu Yunrou's father, was a battlefield hero, a lifelong warrior, fearless. Yet, faced with this sudden crisis, he felt a deep sense of panic. His daughter, Liu Yunrou, was the apple of his eye, a treasure her mother had sacrificed her life for, a sister her sisters cared for, and the beloved youngest daughter her brothers adored.

When news arrived of Liu Yunrou's sudden condition, General Qiao Lan's heart felt like it had been struck by a huge rock, and the feeling of powerlessness made him almost unable to stand. He hurried home and saw his usually lively and cheerful daughter lying quietly in bed. His eyes couldn't help but moisten.

Liu Yunrou's mother, gentle and virtuous, always smiling at her family, was now in tears, clutching her daughter's hand tightly, unwilling to let go. Her heart was filled with self-blame. If she had been more careful, perhaps this disaster could have been avoided.

Liu Yunrou's sisters have always been her support, but now they seem so helpless. They surround their sister's bed, their vision blurred by tears. They cannot accept this reality. The little sister who always brings laughter to them is now in a critical condition.

As for Liu Yunrou's brothers, they were usually the pillars of the family and a strong barrier to protect their sisters, but at this moment, they were all pale and their eyes were full of worry. They would rather bear all the pain themselves than see their sister suffer the slightest harm.

Everyone in General Qiao Lan's family was filled with fear and anxiety. They were terrified of losing Liu Yunrou, the little sunshine of their family. Her smile was their comfort, her presence their strength. At this moment, they could only cling to each other and pray for Liu Yunrou, hoping she would survive this and return to their warm embrace.

General Qiao Lan, the father, a battle-hardened veteran, faced his daughter Liu Yunrou's sudden condition with a wave of emotions, yet he managed to maintain composure. A subtle flicker of vulnerability flashed in his eyes, revealing a father's deep love and concern for his daughter. He stood by the bed, his hands clasped tightly as if suppressing his emotions, and spoke in a low, firm voice, "Yunrou, you must be strong. Your father will never let anything happen to you."

Tears welled up in Liu Yunrou's mother's eyes, but she fought back, knowing she needed to remain calm. She gently stroked her daughter's hair, her lips trembling as she prayed, "My daughter, you must wake up. I can't lose you."

Liu Yunrou's sisters all had tears in their eyes. They comforted each other, but they couldn't suppress the panic in their hearts. They took turns staying by their sister's bed, whispering about the past, hoping that these warm memories could awaken their sleeping sister.

The brothers remained silent, their eyes filled with remorse and anger. They blamed themselves for not protecting their sister better, and silently vowed that if anyone dared to harm Liu Yunrou, they would never let them go. They traveled extensively, searching for a renowned doctor, determined to save their sister at all costs.

The atmosphere in the house was heavy and tense, and everyone seemed preoccupied. They knew they had to unite and face this difficult time together. The servants and guards also sensed their masters' anxiety and quietly went about their duties, hoping to share their worries.

The entire General Qiao Lan's mansion, from top to bottom, was praying for Liu Yunrou's health. Their hearts were closely connected, and they all looked forward to the lively and lovely girl waking up soon and blooming her bright smile again.

Liu Yunrou, now the empress, held a distinguished position, yet she had to carefully navigate the undercurrents within the palace. When Gu Jinchen encountered a similar accident, the atmosphere within General Qiao Lan's residence grew even more tense, and a sense of foreboding gripped everyone's heart.

General Qiao Lan and Liu Yunrou's mother exchanged a glance, each seeing the deep worry in the other's eyes. They began to wonder if the series of accidents were truly coincidental, or if someone was secretly plotting against their beloved daughter. Everyone in the general's mansion, from servants to guards, became the subject of their scrutiny.

"This can't be just an accident. Yun Rou and I got into trouble at the same time. There must be someone behind this." There was a hint of coldness in General Qiao Lan's voice. A cold light flashed in his eyes, as if he wanted to find out the enemies hiding in the dark one by one.

Although Liu Yunrou's mother was extremely anxious, her thoughts were remarkably clear: "We must remain calm and not let the enemy see our panic. The most important thing now is to find evidence and uncover the truth."

The brothers began a secret investigation in the mansion, questioning the servants and checking every corner of the house, looking for possible clues. The sisters stayed by Liu Yunrou and Gu Jinchen's side, keeping an eye on them and preventing any suspicious people from approaching.

In the deep palace, Liu Yunrou's husband, Emperor Ye Chenxuan, also felt the seriousness of the situation. He ordered the guards of the Queen's bedroom to be strengthened and secretly sent his confidants to investigate the truth behind all this.

In General Qiao Lan's mansion and the imperial palace, two forces are working towards the same goal: to protect Liu Yunrou, expose the conspiracy, and bring the enemy hiding in the shadows to justice. In this silent contest, everyone understands that if they let their guard down, they may lose the person they cherish most.