The Fallen Medicine Woman: The Daily Life of Chun Nuan-Chapter 142 - 112: Panpan Is So Bold

"Please have Miss Xiao bring Panpan along, the Empress Dowager is fond of her."

"Yes, please wait a moment, Chunyu will change clothes with the child and come right away."

On usual days, Chunyu, her daughter, Molan and others dressed very plainly, as she was observing mourning for her grandfather, never left the manor, and had little to worry about.

However, entering the palace required attire that wasn’t too plain, otherwise she might incur the displeasure of those noble folks and have to swallow the consequences. They already disliked her, and pinning an unfounded accusation was entirely possible.

On the day she was dismissed by the Wu family and left the mansion, she couldn’t take any of her dowry or even a change of clothes.

At the manor, her newly tailored clothes were all plain. After searching for a long time, she found a slightly brighter garment for herself to change into, but it was easier to dress the child. She didn’t want Panpan to feel wronged from a young age. Children dressing in brighter colors were more pleasing, and though she lacked garments of bright red or purple, it looked somewhat festive.

The mother and daughter tidied up and followed the palace matron out the door.

"Miss..." Molan was very worried.

"No worries, keep the courtyard safe, I will return soon."

How clever Chunyu was; she realized the reason for the Empress Dowager’s invitation as she was searching for clothes.

The Empress is the Empress Dowager’s niece and the great prince was not only born from the central palace but also carries all the hopes of the Empress Dowager’s family.

Yet, the current condition of his health made him unable to bear the heavy burden of rule, wasn’t she anxious?

The Emperor had also begun to worry.

If he couldn’t father a son in the harem, all hopes rested on the great prince.

If the great prince was lost, an heir would need to be adopted from the royal family, which would lead to significant changes in the court. The empire that her grandfather had earned through efforts, should it be so easily handed over?

Preserving his empire relied heavily on the great prince.

Yet, how could his health bear the ruling?

A reward was posted to seek skilled doctors from the populace, but months passed with no news, and the prince’s health was declining day by day.

The group of imperial physicians in the Imperial Hospital had been scolded as useless many times, but to no avail.

They truly had no way to cure the prince’s illness.

Now they were all kneeling on the ground again.

"Tell me, what is going on, why has the great prince’s illness been treated but not improved?"

It even showed signs of growing more severe?

The Emperor was furious.

"What is the use of me keeping you incompetent fools? If anything happens to the prince, you will all be dismissed!"

"We are incompetent, please forgive us, Your Majesty!"

Cold sweat poured down the backs and foreheads of the kneeling physicians, their misfortune catching them on duty when the prince’s illness flared up.

At this moment, each physician cursed inwardly; who had gotten Doctor Xiao killed? Now, none of them could survive!

With Doctor Xiao at the Imperial Hospital, how many troubles could he have solved?

But now, with Doctor Xiao dead, the prince’s health deteriorated by the day, and truly had not much time left.

At this point, everyone missed Doctor Xiao dearly, including the supreme ruler.

"When Doctor Xiao examined the prince, his prescription is right there, why can’t you understand what medicine he used? Are you blind, not knowing what he wrote?"

They could understand, and had been using this medication for the prince, but it was completely ineffective, even worsening the condition.

Is it possible that this medicine shouldn’t have been used on the prince? After all, he was involved in the false pregnancy case of the concubine, he surely had ulterior motives, or else why would he be beheaded?

Of course, they dared not vocalize such thoughts.

"Treat him for me, if anything happens to the prince, you will report to me with your heads!" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

The Emperor swept out angrily.

"We obey the decree." The imperial physicians, drenched in sweat, could only think of writing their wills.

The Emperor stormed out of Kunning Palace, while Mr. Fu hurriedly followed behind, just then, a careless servant who had lost his mind directly collided with him.

"Audacious servant!"

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty!" Qing’er was so frightened she nearly dropped the child she was carrying, hurriedly she knelt down to the ground with a thud while holding the child, Xiao Chunyu, weakened in health, had struggled to catch up, rounded a corner to see only the dragon-robed figure standing in the way, deeply scared, she immediately knelt by the roadside.

As she knelt, she glimpsed Qing’er and the child she held, inwardly she lamented.

This girl was a serving maid at the Imperial Hospital, her grandfather had saved her once, on the last occasion when she filed a complaint her body was covered in wounds, Qing’er secretly slipped her an ointment.

Not working today, as she entered the palace, Qing’er ran into her. Qing’er, feeling pity for her weak health and inability to carry a child, came to assist, accompanying her to carry Panpan to Cining Palace, who would have expected to encounter the Emperor mid-way?

"Which palace do you belong to, servant?"

Mr. Fu was quite enraged: "Someone, drag her away..."

"Grandpa, hug."

Who knew, Panpan in Qing’er’s arms suddenly reached out her tender little hand towards the Emperor exclaiming, "Uncle, handsome."

Xiao Chunyu was both anxious and embarrassed.

In her heart she wished she could shout: Little ancestor, be careful, we only have one life, please don’t make trouble!

The Emperor, originally sullen-faced, suddenly lightened up when the little one called him uncle and said he was handsome, his mood instantly lifted.

"Which palace’s Princess is this?"

Don’t blame him, his harem was vast, had sons only from the Empress, all the other concubines bore princesses, he could recall the fifth or sixth, who seemed this size.

Upon hearing the Emperor asking which palace’s Princess, Mr. Fu glanced at the kneeling Xiao Chunyu beside him, vague recognition crossed his mind, though he couldn’t recall completely.

Yet he was sure, this wasn’t any Princess.

"Your Majesty, this is Miss Xiao’s daughter, Xiao Panpan." Just as Xiao Chunyu prepared to answer, Qing’er promptly reported: "Your Majesty, it was I, the servant girl, unable to watch carefully and collided with you, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

"Uncle, hug"

Panpan kept extending her hands persistently wanting the Emperor to hold her, little ancestor, how dare she!

Xiao Chunyu, deeply frightened, hurriedly crawled forward to apologize.

"I beg Your Majesty’s forgiveness, the young girl is still innocent, this humble woman will surely guide her properly when we return, I ask Your Majesty’s forgiveness!"

"Rise, what has a child done wrong?"

The Emperor said, extending his hands to take Panpan from Qing’er’s arms.

The crowd was left utterly astonished, Mr. Fu was stunned, unsure of how to react.

He clearly remembered, the last time the Emperor held a child was when the prince celebrated his first birthday, he hadn’t held another princess thereafter.

Today he actually held, unrelated, Miss Xiao Chunyu’s daughter, this... was surreal, overwhelming, Mr. Fu looked meaningfully at Xiao Chunyu kneeling beside him, inwardly...

Ah, dare not think further, how can one carelessly speculate about the imperial intentions, that would be the utmost disrespect!

"Uncle, handsome." Panpan still stroked the Emperor’s face with her hand.

Xiao Chunyu... Panpan was so bold! Let me faint! Please!