The abandoned concubine who transmigrated woke up shouting "Long live the widow!"

The imperial guards at the palace gates had clearly received orders and were waiting for a few people.

Upon entering the palace gates, Gao Chi said, "Your Highness, I will go to Jingwu Palace to inform you that you will be staying there tonight!"

"Go!"

When they arrived at Shou Kang Palace, the Emperor Emeritus was still there. Upon seeing Ye Muchen and Jing Xue, the old man glared fiercely at Ye Muchen.

"Third son's wife, go and see your mother quickly. Third son, come with me to the side hall!"

The nanny beside the Empress Dowager led Jingxue to her bedchamber. Jingxue asked the nanny, "How long has the Empress Dowager been ill?"

"Your Highness, the Empress Dowager has been having trouble sleeping at night for many days, and she is also in a daze during the day. These past two mornings, she has been complaining of chest tightness and difficulty breathing, and this afternoon she even fainted!" the nanny replied.

So many symptoms? Jingxue asked, somewhat puzzled, "Don't the imperial physicians usually come to check the Empress Dowager's pulse? Haven't they given her any medicine?"

"They took my pulse and said it was due to liver stagnation and spleen deficiency, but the prescription I got didn't help!"

"Oh!"

Upon entering the bedchamber, Jingxue saw the Empress Dowager reclining on a soft couch, her face pale, devoid of her usual majesty and radiance. Her eyes were slightly closed, and her eye sockets were dark, revealing her exhaustion.

It is said that sleep is the key to the balance of Yin and Yang. Poor sleep can lead to deficiency of Qi and blood, resulting in symptoms such as dizziness, fatigue, and palpitations.

These symptoms were manifested to the fullest extent in the Empress Dowager.

The old woman said softly, "Your Majesty, Princess Consort Zhan has arrived."

The Empress Dowager opened her eyes and looked at Jingxue.

"Greetings to the Queen Mother!"

"Xue'er is here! Sigh... Get up!"

Jingxue responded and stood up, walking to the Empress Dowager's bedside. The observant nanny beside her brought Jingxue a chair.

After sitting down, Jingxue gently placed her fingers on the Empress Dowager's wrist.

"You may all leave!" The Empress Dowager dismissed the two maids.

While taking the Empress Dowager's pulse, Jingxue asked, "Mother, are you still menstruating?"

The Empress Dowager probably didn't expect Jingxue to ask such a question: "I am already fifty-two years old, and that thing has been gone for three years."

"Do you experience night sweats, hot flashes, irritability, or weakness in your lower back and knees?" Jingxue asked.

After listening to Jingxue's words, the Empress Dowager seemed to be wondering if she had these symptoms herself.

After a moment, she said, "I've had these occasional bouts, but the imperial physician said they're all normal and prescribed some tonics for me. My sleep used to be quite good, it's just... it's just that a few days ago, Chen'er..."

Jingxue removed her hand, understanding what the Empress Dowager meant, and advised, "Mother, you can't go on like this. If a person doesn't sleep well, it will directly affect multiple organs. Besides, you should think more positively about everything. There's a saying among the people: 'Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, but we shouldn't be their beasts of burden.' The Prince doesn't have an incurable disease; he will be cured. Don't worry!"

The Empress Dowager held Jingxue's hand and said, "Xue'er, tell me the truth, can Chen'er's hidden illness really be cured?" As she spoke, tears streamed down the Empress Dowager's face.

Jingxue had no choice but to pick up the handkerchief next to her to wipe her tears and comfort her, "Mother, what Xue'er said is true. It's just that the illness came like a landslide and the recovery was like pulling silk from a cocoon. It will take some time. Moreover, this illness is difficult to talk about. It would not be good for the Prince if it were too public."

The Empress Dowager took the handkerchief from Jingxue's hand, wiped her tears, and said, "That's why I... but I was so anxious! Luckily, you're here. I'm sorry you had to go through all this!"

Jingxue: Ye Muchen is really something. Of all the reasons you could come up with, you had to use this illness.

"Mother, your body is entering menopause, which is a very important period for a woman. You need to adjust your diet, exercise moderately, and keep a cheerful mood so that your body can get better."

"What is menopause? Does every woman experience it?" the Empress Dowager asked.

"After the age of 45, women will enter menopause. At this time, the Ren meridian is weak, the Chong meridian is depleted, the Tian Gui (menstrual blood) is exhausted, and the Di Dao (menstrual flow) is blocked. If it is treated well, it will pass quickly. However, if you do not pay attention to conditioning, this menopause will accompany women for about ten years, which is very torturous!"

Upon hearing this, the Empress Dowager said anxiously, "Then Xue'er, I entrust my health to you!"

"Mother, as the saying goes, every medicine has some toxicity. Xue'er will take a look at the prescriptions the imperial physicians gave you and discuss them with them to see if there are any inappropriate parts. In addition to medicine, we also need to supplement our diet. Recently, Xue'er has discovered a food called tofu, which is very good for the body. You should eat some often. Also, you should drink more milk or bone broth."

"Milk doesn't taste good! I don't like it. I have no appetite and can't sleep," the Empress Dowager said, shaking her head.

"Mother, you should soak your feet every night and have your nanny massage them. I'll try it on you later, and I'll let your nanny learn too. Don't worry! It will be effective soon," Jingxue comforted her.

"Ah! Xue'er is the best. With you here, I feel much more at ease!" The Empress Dowager breathed a long sigh of relief.

On the other side, Ye Muchen and his son didn't have such a good atmosphere. As soon as they entered the room, the Emperor Emeritus chased Eunuch Xi and the others out.

Ye Muchen raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself that his father must know about his affairs, but judging from his expression, he didn't seem to believe it!

Never mind, there's no turning back now, I can only keep lying.

The retired emperor turned and sat down, looking at his third son with a rather complicated expression. "You... have you really damaged the foundation?"

Ye Muchen's expression was already prepared. He lowered his head slightly, looking as if he really had something difficult to say. "Father, how can your son lie about such a thing?"

"Why didn't you say so sooner? Didn't you know it's easier to treat an illness while it's still mild? If it's true, immediately summon Physician Baili back to the capital!"

Ye Muchen knelt down with a thud, then kowtowed and said anxiously, "Father, please save some face for your son. I am already extremely embarrassed in front of Jingxue. Please don't let more people know about this. Moreover, Jingxue said that the greater the pressure, the harder it is to cure this disease! Please and Mother, please stop urging me. Otherwise, I would rather become a monk."

"Bang!" The retired emperor slammed his hand on the table.

"You little brat! How dare you threaten me?"

“I didn’t mean that. I was just telling the truth. Fortunately, Jingxue doesn’t look down on me. Even if I’m cured, I don’t want any concubines or anything like that. If Jingxue ever looks down on me, I’ll live out my days alone!” Ye Muchen said stubbornly.

The Emperor Emeritus was nearly driven mad by his son. He raised his hand as if to slam it on the table, but then put it down and squinted, saying, "Third son, don't try to outsmart me. I can tell you just can't handle that girl. Let me tell you, your mother may believe you, but I don't. You can repel thousands of enemy troops, but you can't deal with a little girl? Use your brain, will you?"

Ye Muchen lay prostrate on the ground, not daring to speak. His father was becoming increasingly cunning; the more he spoke in front of his father, the more he would expose himself.

"Get up! Go and see your mother!" The Emperor Emeritus glared at his third son, who was kneeling on the ground.