With the waist token provided by Ye Tingyun, entering the palace was not difficult for Feng Yinwan.
As expected, the Nine Provinces Fragrant Pavilion was brightly lit, and Consort Rong and Ye Ziyun were also present.
Feng Yinwan listened for a while outside, hesitating about where to wait, when she turned and saw Noble Consort Li, supported by Yun Xiu, approaching.
Seeing her, their steps faltered, and surprise flickered across their faces.
"Princess Mo?"
The sudden changes of the past two days had been unexpected, and Feng Yinwan had been sent out of the palace in a coma. Noble Consort Li had not seen her and had been worried.
"Is your body alright?"
Feng Yinwan nodded. "Thank you for your concern, Noble Consort. I am much better."
Noble Consort Li nodded, her gaze drifting inward, and immediately understood. "Are you here to see Prince Mo?"
Feng Yinwan was slightly stunned by her words but did not deny it.
Thinking that Noble Consort Li was hesitant to enter due to Consort Rong and Ye Ziyun's presence, Noble Consort Li's eyes flickered, and she spoke again.
"I haven't seen you in days and have been thinking of you. Since Prince Mo has not yet woken, why don't you come to Chunhe Palace for a while?"
These words were a way to help her out of an awkward situation.
Feng Yinwan pursed her lips and nodded. "Thank you, Noble Consort."
It was the same cup of water-boiled cloud and mist tea. Feng Yinwan took a sip, and the delicate aroma immediately spread through her mouth.
"I've heard about the changes in the General's mansion. The Emperor is currently furious about this matter, and your hasty entry into the palace yesterday was indeed a bit reckless."
There was no blame in her words, only concern.
Feng Yinwan lowered her eyes and was about to speak when a flash of emerald green suddenly caught her eye.
Upon seeing what it was, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her beautiful eyes immediately fixed on it.
"Princess Mo?"
Seeing her staring intently at the jade token on Yun Xiu's waist with a somber expression, Noble Consort Li softly asked, "What's wrong?"
Feng Yinwan snapped back to attention, suppressed the solemnity on her brow, and spoke, looking at Yun Xiu.
"May I borrow Yun Xiu's waist token to have a look?"
Yun Xiu was puzzled, but seeing Noble Consort Li nod, she took it off and handed it over.
This waist token was common, a standard design for servants in the palace. However, the jade bead hanging at the bottom, with its rich emerald hue, was exactly the same as the one she had pulled from the assassin that day!
A flicker of surprise leaped to her brow. Feng Yinwan raised her eyes and met Noble Consort Li's concerned gaze.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this jade bead?"
Feng Yinwan shook her head. "It just looks a little familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere before."
Yun Xiu, however, seemed to understand. "Reporting to the Princess, this jade bead's color is used to distinguish the rank of the servants. There are not a few waist tokens in the palace with emerald jade beads, so it's natural that you might find it familiar."
Used to distinguish the rank of servants?
Unexpectedly, this was its purpose. Feng Yinwan noted it silently, planning to ask Ye Tingyun about it later.
A cup of tea later, it was time for dinner. Thinking that Consort Rong and Ye Ziyun should have left the Nine Provinces Fragrant Pavilion by now, Feng Yinwan put down her teacup and rose to take her leave.
Before leaving the palace, Noble Consort Li stopped her again.
"The prescription Princess Mo made earlier is very effective for me. The Emperor will be here for lunch tomorrow, and I will mention it to him again then, asking him to allow you to continue entering the palace for treatment."
This was providing her with a reasonable excuse to enter the palace.
Knowing that she was intentionally helping her, Feng Yinwan nodded. "Thank you, Noble Consort."
When she arrived at the Nine Provinces Fragrant Pavilion, Consort Rong and Ye Ziyun had indeed left. Ye Tingyun was stretching in the courtyard, and upon seeing her, he immediately sent the servants away.
Feng Yinwan watched from the shadows, noticing that these faces were all unfamiliar.
As she pondered, Ye Tingyun had already approached her, his tone quite helpless.
"Why are you here again?"
He had finally managed to send this woman away this morning, only for her to show up again at night. Looking behind her, she had even brought a follower, making things worse.
Ye Tingyun felt like she was dancing on his head repeatedly, giving him a headache!
Feng Yinwan glanced at him and spoke directly, "I've come to find Imperial Physician Jiang."
Unexpectedly, Ye Tingyun gave her a mischievous look. That look clearly meant:
"Give me a break, Imperial Physician Jiang? You came all the way to the Nine Provinces Fragrant Pavilion, and I know who you're really here to see!"
"Heh, I know, but I won't tell you. It's just for fun!"
"Imperial Physician Jiang is inside treating my third brother. Hurry and go in."
He deliberately emphasized the words "third brother," as if he were about to push Feng Yinwan inside.
Even so, seeing how concerned this woman was about his third brother, he was still very pleased!
Yú Píng was about to follow, but he quickly stopped her. "Hey, you don't need to go in. Wait outside with me!"
Upon entering, she saw Jiang Rumò re-bandaging Ye Tinglan's wounds. The gauze he had changed earlier, which she had wrapped that morning, was now completely soaked in blood.
Feng Yinwan's delicate eyebrows furrowed.
When she had treated Ye Tinglan's wounds this morning, she had clearly applied hemostatic medication. With such heavy bleeding, had his wound re-opened?
It shouldn't be.
"Princess?"
As Feng Yinwan was lost in thought, Jiang Rumò had already noticed her. Hearing his voice, she returned to her senses and immediately stepped forward.
"How is His Highness?"
Jiang Rumò shook his head, his expression quite grave. "His Highness suddenly developed a high fever today, and his wound shows signs of recurrence. His condition is not good."
"How could this happen?"
Her brows furrowed, and she immediately asked, "Has His Highness woken up?"
Jiang Rumò still shook his head. "He hasn't woken up at all today."
Feng Yinwan's brow furrowed even deeper upon hearing this.
The words of General Feng in the prison, telling her not to investigate further, the recurring injuries on Ye Tinglan's body, and the mysterious embrace in the imperial garden, she vaguely felt that there was something hidden behind the framing of her father and brother, but she had no clue where to start.
She felt like she was walking in a maze, with nothing she could do but grasp the current clues and pursue them.
She pursed her lips, looked up at Jiang Rumò, and handed him the prescription.
"Imperial Physician Jiang, I, this Princess, have come to seek your help with something today."
Jiang Rumò was quite surprised. He took it and looked at it, his brow immediately furrowing slightly.
"Princess, this prescription..."
Knowing that he had noticed something unusual, Feng Yinwan nodded. "Do you know what this prescription is for?"
Jiang Rumò shook his head. "I can't tell. It just seems unlikely to be a prescription for treating people."
Feng Yinwan nodded and pointed to a few medicinal ingredients on it with her slender finger.
"I plan to prepare this prescription and then examine it. However, these few medicinal ingredients are extremely difficult to find, so I have come to seek your assistance."
The harder the ingredients were to find, the more precious they were. Jiang Rumò suddenly realized something and felt a pang of regret.
However, if these medicinal ingredients were given to Feng Yinwan, it would not be a waste.
"Princess, please rest assured. I will handle this matter."
Feng Yinwan nodded and was about to express her gratitude when the world suddenly darkened before her eyes, and her body stumbled uncontrollably. Fortunately, Jiang Rumò caught her in time.
"Princess, are you alright?"
She hadn't eaten properly for the past two days; she must have had low blood sugar.
Waving her hand, before she could even say "I'm fine," a crisp clinking sound came from the bedside.
The medicine bowl, which had been sitting properly on the small table, inexplicably fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.