An Lingrong's Rebirth: I will not offend others unless they offend me

"Huan'er, the person behind this is determined to wipe out the entire clan. You must make plans early."

Wen Shichu couldn't wait to reach out to her.

"Come, let me take your pulse."

Zhen Huan shook her head and refused.

"Brother Shichu, this thing was discovered right after it was delivered, so it won't cause any harm to my body. But Huan'er is afraid that the person behind the scenes will find out that I discovered the buried dirty things and come to harm me, so please keep it a secret, Brother Shichu."

"Huan'er, don't worry, this matter will never reach the ears of anyone else."

Wen Shichu, who made a solemn promise, had no idea that the soil in one of the handkerchiefs was taken by Cui Jinxi from the roots of a tree in the Chuxiu Palace.

He was still feeling smug about sharing a secret with his sweetheart.

The two of them lowered their voices intentionally, and Liu Zhu, who was guarding outside the door, couldn't hear clearly.

Huanbi, who came to visit her elder sister, was so frightened when she saw the two people huddled together intimately from afar that she stopped in her tracks.

"He Changzai, are you here to see the master?"

"Liu Zhu, I need to see Sister Wan for something. Please let her know."

She calmed herself down, tried hard to control her facial expression, and decided to privately remind her elder sister to be careful.

The two of them were talking quite loudly, and the two people in the room immediately distanced themselves from each other.

"Sister Huanbi, you've come just in time."

"I was just about to ask Doctor Wen to check your pulse."

"Thank you, Sister Wan, for your concern."

Huanbi smiled and sat on the embroidery stool, allowing Wen Shichu to take her pulse.

"My young master has just suffered a great crime. I will prescribe a prescription to replenish your vitality and recuperate you."

"I guarantee that you will be back to normal within half a month."

Wen Shichu looked at Zhen Huan several times when he said this.

"Then I'll have to trouble Imperial Physician Wen. I'll send Aunt Jinxi to the Imperial Hospital to get the medicine."

"Your humble servant..."

"This servant, Zhong Cui Gong Xiangyun, begs Concubine Wan to save our young mistress!"

A hurried voice sounded in the yard.

Zhen Huan recognized that it was Chun'er's personal maid and stood up in surprise.

"Xiangyun, why do you say that?"

"Reporting to the Queen, the young lady said she felt a little tired after paying her respects. This servant will help her rest."

"But I didn't expect that the young lady couldn't get up after sleeping, and she also had a high fever."

A familiar palace maid saw Doctor Wen follow Miss Baizhi to Suiyuxuan.

So she broke into Suiyuxuan to ask for help in a hurry.

"What are we waiting for? Let's go."

"Doctor Wen, please come to Zhongcui Palace."

With outsiders present, Zhen Huan didn't want to expose her relationship with Wen Shichu.

Huanbi stared blankly at her elder sister walking away anxiously, tears welling up in her eyes.

Shen Meizhuang and her elder sister have been friends since childhood, but why is Fang Jiachun so kind?

Why should her elder sister help her again and again?

Unfortunately, Zhen Huan, who loved Chun'er as her sister, did not hear Huanbi's cry.

She quickened her pace without forgetting to give instructions.

"Xiangyun, I'll take care of Chun'er. Please report this matter to the Empress in Jingren Palace."

Chun'er had just finished her confinement and this time she had a severe fever again. Zhen Huan was afraid that Wen Shichu could not handle it alone.

Besides, the law does not punish everyone, so even if Chun'er did something wrong, Brother Shichu would not be reprimanded.

When they entered the inner room, Chun'er, who was lying on the bed, had a fever all over her face and her lips were chapped.

Wen Shichu gave instructions to the palace maid who was kneeling and crying.

"Quickly find a handkerchief soaked in cold water and apply it to Concubine Chun's forehead."

Zhen Huan pulled Chun'er out from under the quilt and couldn't help but exclaim.

"It's so hot."

When Wen Shichu first touched it, he found that it was hot even through the handkerchief.

"Please leave the window half open."

The man's pulse was weak, and if he hadn't concentrated and calmed down, he might not have been able to feel it.

This type of pulse is called "true visceral pulse" and usually appears in dying people.

In other words, Concubine Chun is in danger.

He can only do his best and leave the rest to fate.

"Empress Wanpin, Concubine Chun is in imminent danger. I have no choice but to offend you."

Wen Shichu wanted to talk to Zhen Huan first so that she could be prepared.

There are records in ancient books about the method of reducing fever by "clearing Tianhe water, relaxing the six internal organs, and clearing the lung meridian".

However, this emergency method is not suitable for women.

When Zhen Huan saw Wen Shichu pulling open Chun'er's sleeve, she hurriedly moved closer to block other people's view.

Wen Shichu worked for half a minute and took Concubine Chun's pulse again.

He sighed weakly, Chun Guiren's pulse was still weak.

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, he noticed that his pulse, which had been unresponsive just now, had started beating.

After beating again and again, it gradually returned to normal.

Wen Shichu knew very well that he did not have the ability to bring the dead back to life, and could only attribute this to Concubine Chun's good foundation.

"Empress Wan, Concubine Chun still has a high fever. I suggest a wet compress to reduce the temperature."

"Okay, I'll come in person."

Zhen Huan was busy in the inner room, sweating profusely, and finally she wiped Chun'er with great effort.

"Doctor Wen, I noticed a wound on Chun'er's left arm."

"If I'm not mistaken, those should be the marks left by a snake attack."

When Zhen Huan was out for an outing, she was accidentally attacked by a snake, and the wound looked like that.

If the Wen family had not been outing nearby, it is unknown whether she would still be alive today.

"Your Majesty, the snake that injured Concubine Chun should not be poisonous."

"I will go back to the Imperial Hospital to get the medicine."

"Then there's Dr. Lawrence."

Since there was no one in charge here at Chun'er's place, Zhen Huan, who was on good terms with her, naturally stayed.

Xiangyun came back with red eyes and kowtowed three times to Zhen Huan.

"This servant would like to thank the Majesty for your help on behalf of the young master."

"May I ask, Madam, how is my young mistress?"

"Doctor Wen said Chun'er has a good foundation and asked me to apply a wet compress to her every once in a while. Doctor Wen has already returned to the Imperial Hospital to get the medicine, so you don't need to worry too much."

Xiangyun is very similar to Liuzhu, and Zhen Huan can't help but want to comfort her.

"Your Majesty, be merciful. This servant... this servant..."

"I have always treated Chun'er as my sister. You don't need to be so polite. Go and wipe Chun'er."

Zhen Huan was afraid that Yunxiang had no experience, so she taught her again.

When Zhen Huan returned to Suiyuxuan, she was exhausted and her whole body was sore.

"Liu Zhu, prepare some water. I need to wash up."

"Master, won't you eat first?"

The Empress had a few pieces of cakes for lunch, and Liu Zhu was worried that she would not be able to finish it if she didn't eat.

Zhen Huan waved her hand, "I have no appetite. I just want to sleep."

At the beginning of the Xu hour, in the Yangxin Palace.

"Your Majesty, the people from the Imperial Household Department are here."

Su Peisheng reminded in a low voice.

"Let people come in."

The emperor swiped through the green cards on the tray and took the card belonging to Concubine Wan in his hand.

"You don't need to notify me, I will go there on my own."

He hasn't stayed in the harem for more than a month. This time he turned over the sign of Shuiyuxuan. I believe Huan'er will be happy, right?

The emperor thought so as he walked on the road.

But when he stood at the door of Suiyuxuan, he found that the tightly closed door of the main hall mercilessly mocked his wishful thinking.