Chapter 571 Crisis

"Empress." The palace maid guarding the door bowed, and Fang Ziqin raised her hand to signal her not to be polite, "Is Lan'er awake?"

The palace maid shook her head and looked embarrassed, "Miss Three..."

"Speak straight." Fang Ziqin's expression was a little sharp, and the palace maids couldn't help but tremble. "Yes, several imperial physicians said that if they can't wake up again in the past few days, they are afraid they can... they can't wake up again..."

After saying that, she knelt straight on the ground. Fang Ziqin's expression suddenly stopped, "How many days have Lan'er been in a coma?"

"Report to Empress, there is..." Before the palace maid finished speaking, she heard Fang Ziqin ask and answer her own questions and answers, "Today is already the tenth day, right?"

"Yes." The palace maid nodded quickly, and Fang Ziqin's hand clenched tightly in her sleeve, "What did Mr. Wen say?"

"Mr. Wen, you haven't come here yet." The palace maid's head lowered, and Fang Ziqin brushed her sleeves and said, "Go and invite Mr. Wen to see me."

The palace maid left and followed Fang Ziqin and comforted her: "Miss, don't worry, the third lady is lucky and will definitely be fine..."

"Let me in!" The sarcastic voice interrupted Qiu Shui's words, making her frown, "Who is so bold that she dares to trek into Fengyi Palace?"

"Qiu Shui, bring her in." Fang Ziqin's voice became a little anxious. Qiu Shui hurried out to get people, and then he realized that it was Awan.

"Miss Awan?" Qiu Shui was stunned, "Didn't you leave Beijing with Lord Zhuge? Why is it here?"

"I can't explain it, where is my master?" Awan said as he was about to run in. Qiushui did not stop him and chased her and said, "Mr. Wen hasn't come here yet. The Empress just invited her."

"That's good." Awan quickly ran to Fang Ziqin and knelt down with a plop, "Empress, please let me meet Miss Fang San."

"Do you have a way to treat her?" Fang Ziqin's voice became sank. Awan shook her head and nodded again. "Nine days ago, I received a message from my master saying that she was in urgent need of life-saving herbs. I kept working hard and finally brought the herbs back. Please ask the Queen, Master Rong, and I to give it a try."

After saying that, she took out a herb from the medicine basket she carried with her and held it in front of Fang Ziqin with both hands.

Fang Zilan was unconscious for these days, and all medicines were taken out in the palace. Even the Fang family sent several old ginseng that could last for life, but it was not a thousand years, or at least hundreds of years.

But what Wen Ya was most worried about was the seemingly ordinary herb in Awan's hand. Could it be that he had hidden something else...

Fang Ziqin calmed her expression. Logically speaking, Wen Ya didn't know how to do so. Even if he was willing to lose his reputation, he wouldn't be disappointed with his precious apprentice Awan.

"Empress, Shichen is not waiting for anyone. Can you allow me to go in and see Miss Fang San first?" Awan cried anxiously. Fang Ziqin did not hesitate and reached out to help her up. Qiu Shui took her in knowingly.

However, after Awan went in for a while, the palace maid who had just invited Wen Ya came back with a bitter face, "Empress, Mr. Wen is not in the palace today."

"What does it mean not being in the palace?" Fang Ziqin suddenly turned cold, "Your Majesty personally ordered Mr. Wen to treat Lan'er without any mistakes. How dare he leave the palace?"

The palace maid said carefully: "Empress, Your Highness, the Princess Yuning outside the palace, suddenly became sick. Princess Wuqing knelt in front of the imperial city gate early in the morning and cried, begging Your Majesty to issue an order to send an imperial physician to the mansion for treatment."

"Since that's the case, why is it Mr. Wen?" Fang Ziqin almost questioned, and the palace maid's eyes turned red. "Princess Yuning said that her prince's illness has always been treated by Mr. Wen, and the doctor should be responsible for his patients. How can he change the imperial physician at will?"

Fang Ziqin fell on the teacup on the desk in anger, "It's outrageous, he is..." Do you have to die?

Because there was a palace maid next to him, Fang Ziqin did not say a word after the second sentence. However, the teacup that was smashed to pieces on the ground knelt on the ground. Fang Ziqin's expression suddenly stopped, "How many days have Lan'er been in a coma?"

"Report to Empress, there is..." Before the palace maid finished speaking, she heard Fang Ziqin ask and answer her own questions and answers, "Today is already the tenth day, right?"

"Yes." The palace maid nodded quickly, and Fang Ziqin's hand clenched tightly in her sleeve, "What did Mr. Wen say?"

"Mr. Wen, you haven't come here yet." The palace maid's head lowered, and Fang Ziqin brushed her sleeves and said, "Go and invite Mr. Wen to see me."

The palace maid left and followed Fang Ziqin and comforted her: "Miss, don't worry, the third lady is lucky and will definitely be fine..."

"Let me in!" The sarcastic voice interrupted Qiu Shui's words, making her frown, "Who is so bold that she dares to trek into Fengyi Palace?"

"Qiu Shui, bring her in." Fang Ziqin's voice became a little anxious. Qiu Shui hurried out to get people, and then he realized that it was Awan.

"Miss Awan?" Qiu Shui was stunned, "Didn't you leave Beijing with Lord Zhuge? Why is it here?"

"I can't explain it, where is my master?" Awan said as he was about to run in. Qiushui did not stop him and chased her and said, "Mr. Wen hasn't come here yet. The Empress just invited her."

"That's good." Awan quickly ran to Fang Ziqin and knelt down with a plop, "Empress, please let me meet Miss Fang San."

"Do you have a way to treat her?" Fang Ziqin's voice became sank. Awan shook her head and nodded again. "Nine days ago, I received a message from my master saying that she was in urgent need of life-saving herbs. I kept working hard and finally brought the herbs back. Please ask the Queen, Master Rong, and I to give it a try."

After saying that, she took out a herb from the medicine basket she carried with her and held it in front of Fang Ziqin with both hands.

Fang Zilan was unconscious for these days, and all medicines were taken out in the palace. Even the Fang family sent several old ginseng that could last for life, but it was not a thousand years, or at least hundreds of years.

But what Wen Ya was most worried about was the seemingly ordinary herb in Awan's hand. Could it be that he had hidden something else...

Fang Ziqin calmed her expression. Logically speaking, Wen Ya didn't know how to do so. Even if he was willing to lose his reputation, he wouldn't be disappointed with his precious apprentice Awan.

"Empress, Shichen is not waiting for anyone. Can you allow me to go in and see Miss Fang San first?" Awan cried anxiously. Fang Ziqin did not hesitate and reached out to help her up. Qiu Shui took her in knowingly.

However, after Awan went in for a while, the palace maid who had just invited Wen Ya came back with a bitter face, "Empress, Mr. Wen is not in the palace today."

The palace maid said carefully: "Empress, His Highness, Princess Yuning outside the palace, suddenly became sick, and Princess Wu Qing knelt in front of the imperial city gate early in the morning to cry."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!