Li Xianyun led a group of people to Xiao Dilu's palace, this time different from usual, Xiao Dilu had already woken up and was leaning on the headboard drinking sugar water.
The sugar water was also something Li Xianyun had instructed the Imperial Physician to give Xiao Dilu to drink, as sugar water is very beneficial for recuperating the body.
Upon seeing Li Xianyun arrive, Huo Dun bowed with a bent arm and greeted, "Princess Consort."
Xiao Dilu looked at Li Xianyun with a cold gaze, full of disgust.
Li Xianyun had long grown accustomed to this kind of icy, disdainful gaze, as people from the Han ethnic group were not well-regarded in Khitan.
She didn't mind these attitudes and sat down on the stool beside the bed to take Xiao Dilu's pulse.
Xiao Dilu jerked his hand away, saying disdainfully, "I won't let you, this detestable Han person, treat me."
Hearing him speak, it seemed he had recovered quite well.
Huo Dun was anxious at his side; the Princess Consort was Minister Xiao's life-saving benefactor, how could he speak like that?
But Xiao Dilu commanded great respect; Huo Dun couldn't say much.
Li Xianyun spoke in a calm voice, "Yet it was this detestable Han person who saved you from Ghost Gate Pass."
Xiao Dilu said coldly, "Even if you saved me, I won't owe you any gratitude, don't think I don't know what you're planning. You're a spy sent by the Houtang, a beauty trick used by the Houtang to undermine the Khan's will."
Li Xianyun was amused by his accusation, saying, "Then you should all the more receive proper treatment, so you can ensure the Khan's will isn't undermined by me."
"You..."
He hadn't expected this Han woman who appeared so soft and weak could be so sharp-tongued.
Li Xianyun looked at him quietly.
Xiao Dilu said, "We Khitans have plenty of skilled physicians, we don't need you."
Hearing his confident tone, it seemed his recovery was indeed going quite well.
Li Xianyun said, "Yet the Khan didn't ask them to take care of you."
Xiao Dilu was at a loss for words.
"You'd better obediently give me your hand, I can bring you back to consciousness, and I can also make you faint again. Whether you believe it or not, I could prick you with another needle," Li Xianyun threatened.
"Witch," Xiao Dilu said, but still he stretched out his hand.
Li Xianyun took his pulse; his body had indeed improved a lot. However, just as illness comes like a landslide, it goes like unraveling thread; a full recovery would still require slow recuperation.
She stood up and said to Huo Dun, "Guard Huo, I am going to write a prescription, and you will help Minister Xiao eat."
Huo Dun responded, "Yes."
Xiao Dilu said coldly, "I won't eat the food you prepare."
Li Xianyun replied calmly, "If you don't wish to recover, don't eat; just consider that the Khan has been worrying over nothing."
Having said that, she walked towards the desk and on lifting her eyes, she saw that Xiao Dilu had obediently started eating.
Indeed, Xiao Dilu's Achilles' heel was Yelu Yan.
Li Xianyun watched him, shook her head, spread out the paper, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and started writing the prescription on the paper.
She reduced the amount of detoxifying herbs and added more nourishing ones.
After she finished, Xiao Dilu had also finished eating, and Huo Dun approached.
Li Xianyun stood up, handed the prescription to Huo Dun, and said, "Follow this prescription for two days, and then I'll prescribe based on the specific situation."
"Alright," Huo Dun asked, "Princess Consort, previously it was one prescription per day, and now it is one for two days; does this mean that Minister Xiao's health has improved a lot?"
"Indeed," said Li Xianyun, "the Khan expressed regret last night that he wasn't present when Minister Xiao woke up. You can send someone to inform the Khan that Minister Xiao has now woken, otherwise the Khan might be disappointed again."
"What the princess consort has said is very true," Huo Dun said.
As Li Xianyun gave a few instructions about the diet and was about to leave, Wu Mu rushed in from outside, out of breath. Seeing Li Xianyun, his face lit up with joy, and he said, "Princess Consort, something terrible has happened. The Princely Heir Xuan has fallen into the water and is not breathing. The Imperial Medical Bureau is in total chaos; they don't know what to do."
"Take me to see," Li Xianyun said, striding towards the door.
Upon hearing these words, Xiao Dilu's face showed a worried expression.
The Princely Heir Xuan was the only son of the Sixth Prince, Yelu Yu.
Among the brothers, the Sixth Prince was the closest to Yelu Yan.
Yelu Yu had also contributed to Yelu Yan's ascension to the throne of Khan.
Moreover, the Princely Heir Xuan was clever and adorable, greatly beloved by Yelu Yan.
If something were to happen to the Princely Heir Xuan, it was unknown how many people would be heartbroken.
Huo Dun tried to console him, "Minister Xiao need not worry about the Princely Heir Xuan. The princess consort is highly skilled in medicine, she will surely be able to save him."
Xiao Dilu anxiously said, "I hope that is the case."
Many people had gathered by the edge of Qingyan Pool, and there were the shrill cries of women.
Wu Mu made his way through the crowd, saying, "Move aside, please move aside."
When Li Xianyun arrived, she found a five- or six-year-old boy lying on the cold stone floor, his lips were purplish, his complexion pale white without a hint of color, devoid of any signs of life.
Next to him, a young woman lay crying her eyes out on top of him.
"Xuanxuan, please wake up. If something happens to you, what am I supposed to do, your royal mother? Xuanxuan…" she wailed.
Li Xianyun pushed through the crowd, saying, "Let me have a look."
The Imperial Physician, upon seeing Li Xianyun, glared fiercely at Wu Mu and said, "Who allowed you to take charge? Wait until we get back, and see how I punish you!"
Wu Mu instantly wilted like a frosted eggplant.
Li Xianyun, who despised such people who couldn't prioritize, said sternly, "Everyone step back, make some space. Otherwise, he won't be able to breathe! This is an order! Zhuo Ma, if anyone disobeys the order, deal with them according to the palace rules!"
Yesterday, Yelu Yan had Zhuo Ma and Jinwu search the side hall, and Li Xianyun could tell that Zhuo Ma was skilled in martial arts, and her skills were certainly not weak.
Handing this task over to her could not be more appropriate.
Zhuo Ma's face looked resolute, and she said, "Yes!"
Her "Yes" was very loud, heard by everyone around.
The crowd drew back a little.
Li Xianyun knelt on the ground, loosened the collar of the Princely Heir Xuan, then checked his mouth and nose for any foreign body, and then with her hands stacked, she rhythmically pressed on his chest.
After about a dozen compressions, the Princely Heir Xuan suddenly spit out a mouthful of clean water, and as the rhythmic compressions continued, he spat out more and more water, until he cried out with a wail.
Yuchi Qian hurriedly held the Princely Heir Xuan's little hand, crying tears of joy, and said, "Xuan'er, don't be afraid, your royal mother is right here."
The Princely Heir Xuan regained consciousness and called out, "Royal mother."
Yuchi Qian hugged the Princely Heir Xuan tightly, crying, "Xuan'er, you nearly scared your royal mother to death."
After the mother and son had cried together for a moment, Yuchi Qian handed the Princely Heir Xuan to a maid and then stood up, kneeling before Li Xianyun.
Li Xianyun hurriedly helped her get up, saying, "What are you doing?"
Yuchi Qian, however, remained firmly knelt on the ground, bowing deeply, and said, "Thank you, princess consort, for your life-saving grace!"
When Li Xianyun failed to lift her up, she turned to Youlan, saying, "Help me get the princess up."
With the assistance of both people, Yuchi Qian was finally helped to her feet.