There are always many people and cars on Liuzhu Street, but now it is so blocked that the maids and ladies of Prince Yu's Mansion will surround the carriages like iron barrels no matter how chaotic they are.
When Texue went to inquire about the news, she didn't say a word, or she stood outside the car and was about to leave when she accidentally glanced through the crack of the car door and saw blood stains all over the car.
But I don't know what exactly happened, but looking at those bright red blood stains is really scary.
"A lot of blood?" Song Qinghuan sat upright with a sigh.
The carriage is running smoothly on the road, how can there be so much blood? If there is a secret attack, there will definitely be riots. If there is no riot now, then it is the master of the carriage...
Song Qinghuan frowned, put her slender fingers on the car window, and didn't make any sound for a while.
When a woman has heavy bleeding, without any external injuries, she either has internal injuries or...
His straight back was leaning against the car wall again, his knuckles were slightly bent and his joints were turning white, but he was hesitant in his heart.
King Yu was born to Queen Wang, who had been at odds with Concubine Liu for many years. Today, she had offended Concubine Liu in the palace. If she meddles in her own affairs, she would only make the beloved concubine even more unhappy.
My maternal ancestor, the Yun family, is stationed far away in southern Xinjiang, and the Song family has declined to this day. If Concubine Liu is really angry, she and the Song family will definitely be unable to resist.
Moreover, if she goes this time, it would be best if Mrs. Xu is fine. If something happens, she is afraid that she will make King Yu and his party bear a grudge.
Song Qinghuan's mind was clear and he could analyze the pros and cons clearly in an instant, but no matter how rational he was, he couldn't control his legs.
"I'll go take a look." He jumped down from the carriage, and before Ta Xue could catch up, she was already in front of the carriage of Prince Yu's Mansion.
Anyone standing outside the carriage could smell a strong smell of blood, mixed with some other smells.
The two maids guarding outside the car had just met Song Qinghuan. When they saw her approaching, they hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, Princess Yi, but our princess is feeling a little unwell and it's not convenient to entertain you."
Song Qinghuan looked solemn: "Is your princess pregnant?"
She originally studied medicine and poisoning with her master just to earn a living, but those years of wandering around did not destroy her conscience. She could also feel whether Mrs. Xu was true and kind or fake and kind.
When the two maids heard this, their expressions changed. Before they could speak, Song Qinghuan said again: "Get out of the way quickly. If you wait a little longer, you may not even be able to save your life."
As soon as he finished speaking, the car door opened, and a well-dressed nanny came out, with a solemn look on her face, but her tone was not kind: "I understand Princess Yi's wishes. Our princess is a little uncomfortable. We will talk to you another day when we are free."
You gossip."
Queen Wang was not on good terms with Concubine Liu Guifei, and King Yu had been suppressed by the king of Yi for many years. Mrs. Xu did not dare to announce that she was pregnant, and it was not without reason. Aunt Zhen was not familiar with Song Qinghuan, so she did not dare to do so rashly.
Let her get in the car.
Song Qinghuan couldn't help but feel angry when someone was so suspicious of his good intentions. He snorted and turned around and left.
But after only ten steps, he couldn't help but turned around again: "Mommy, it's true that I am the princess of Yi, but you don't want to think about it. I recommended myself like this. If anything happens to your princess, I will definitely
You can't escape responsibility. Even if you want to harm her, you can't involve yourself in it."
"Now that Liuzhu Street is blocked by traffic, even if you go to find the doctor, you still don't have to come so quickly. My sister-in-law is afraid that it will be bad. If she is delayed, she will be killed or two."
Aunt Zhen's face was already ugly, but this made Song Qinghuan look even paler. However, she still did not dare to let Song Qinghuan in rashly. She only said: "Princess Yi, why should you embarrass this old slave? You don't have any medical skills. If you go there, you can't do anything."
What can be done?"
"Who said I can't do it anymore." Song Qinghuan's face turned red with anger: "Don't forget, mommy, my mother had a close friend who was very skilled in medicine. Even though we haven't heard from her for many years, it doesn't mean that she is true.
No news."
Aunt Zhen was old enough to know who Song Qinghuan was talking about. With a stern look on her face, she hurriedly opened the car door and apologized: "It's an old slave and a villain."
Song Qinghuan didn't have the time to do anything with Grandma Tongzhen, so she quickly raised her legs to get in the car.
Texue pulled it and looked at her with worried eyes.
Watching my daughter grow up, I know how to do medicine.
Song Qinghuan pursed his lips, knowing that he couldn't hide his knowledge of Qihuang's art, so he didn't say much at the moment. He just smiled at Ta Xue and ordered: "Go and take the red paint box from our carriage."
bring here."
As soon as they got on the carriage, the smell of blood became even stronger. Mrs. Xu, who had been smiling gently just now, was lying there, and a maid in green was twisting a handkerchief to wipe her sweat.
Mrs. Xu's face was pale and bloodless, her messy hair stuck to her forehead with beads of sweat, and her eyes were colorless. Perhaps she had heard Song Qinghuan's conversation with Aunt Zhen just now, and was not surprised at her arrival.
"Sister-in-law, do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?" Song Qinghuan knelt down, grabbed her wrist and felt for her pulse carefully, a look of regret flashed in her eyes.
Mr. Xu was in low spirits and said, "I just felt unbearable abdominal pain. It's over now, but I still feel nauseous, dizzy, and weak."
There were still unsaid words in her mouth, so Song Qinghuan patted her hand and smiled slightly: "Don't be afraid, it's nothing serious."
Then he said, "I'll get out of the car and get something."
Before she even got up, the maid in green had tears in her eyes, bit her lip and asked softly: "Is it important, Princess?"
Song Qinghuan raised his eyes to look at the maid, scanned the furnishings in the carriage again, and asked without answering: "What kind of incense do you smoke? It smells really good, but it smells the same as the aroma in this carriage."
Aunt Zhen was shocked when she heard this, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Ta Xue shouted from outside the carriage. Song Qinghuan didn't say much. He got out of the car to get what he wanted. After waiting for a while, he got on the carriage. He saw that the maid in green clothes had disappeared, and the incense stick hanging in the carriage was gone.
The bag was also taken off.
Mrs. Xu had tears in her eyes, and she couldn't bear it anymore when she saw Song Qinghuan.
Song Qinghuan said nothing, only opened the red lacquer box, took a ginseng piece for Xu to hold, took out a silver needle, and quickly inserted the silver needle into several acupuncture points to stop the bleeding first.
He apologized again, and together with Aunt Zhen, they put Xu into clean clothes. Seeing that Na Tuo's bloody flesh had completely fallen out, she tried not to make a sound.
He just said: "Mommy, my sister-in-law is of a delicate body, and this place is not far from the imperial city. Why don't you go to the royal palace and ask for the imperial doctor."
"Although the carriage in front is blocked, it is most important to ask people one by one to make way for them. It is most important to send people back to the house first."
Although Song Qinghuan has half a bucket of medical skills, she is not good at it. She can identify the dirt in the carriage mostly because of the contact with her when making poisons. Now she can stop Xu's bleeding, but she can't really save her. She still has to
Rely on imperial doctors who are good at gynecology.
Aunt Zhen wrapped up Na Tuo's things with dirty clothes with trembling hands. She also suppressed her hostility towards Song Qinghuan and said in a hoarse voice: "Old slave, I will go and make arrangements now. I have to trouble Princess Yi to keep an eye on our princess."
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Aunt Zhen rolled up the clothes and stuffed them into the cage in the carriage. She wiped her tears and got out of the car to make arrangements.
After a while, the carriage started to move slowly.
Although she never said it explicitly, Mrs. Xu also knew that the child in her belly had left her again, and the pain in her heart was unbearable, but she didn't say a word from beginning to end, only biting her lip.
Song Qinghuan couldn't bear to look at her, so she held her hand and comforted her: "Sister-in-law, don't be sad, you are still young and you will have children in the future."
"You don't understand." Mrs. Xu clenched her fists, her eyes were filled with poison, and she no longer had the gentleness before others: "These people don't want to give us a way to survive.
