Ye Qingcheng noticed that the Old Madam was being given rich and nourishing soups, indicating that Minister Li and his wife truly wished for the Old Madam's recovery.
Upon hearing Ye Qingcheng's words, Old Madam Li chuckled, "I didn't expect the Princess Consort to be able to feel pulses! Come then!"
Ye Qingcheng was surprised by Old Madam Li's straightforwardness and began to earnestly feel the pulse.
A relative beside them tightened their embroidered handkerchief. As soon as Ye Qingcheng finished her diagnosis, they eagerly stepped forward to inquire.
However, Madam Li's cough stopped them.
Madam Li stepped forward, smiling at Ye Qingcheng, "Princess Consort, shall we discuss this further?"
Just as Ye Qingcheng was about to nod, Old Madam Li's words interrupted her.
"There's no need to go outside. Princess Consort, speak here. This old woman knows her age and is aware that sometimes lying here, I might not get up again. Let me hear it clearly."
Ye Qingcheng was amused by their reaction, "Old Madam, there's nothing wrong with you. However, the ginseng I sent today might have been the wrong kind."
Everyone present was confused, exchanging bewildered glances, "Princess Consort, what do you mean?"
Ye Qingcheng stood up and walked towards the window, pushing it open. The wind immediately rushed in, refreshing the air. "The doctor who diagnosed you earlier was not entirely wrong. Old Madam is indeed suffering from excessive longing and needs nourishment. However, too much nourishment can be detrimental."
Ye Qingcheng approached the table and picked up a cup. "It's like this cup. It has a certain capacity, but..." She picked up the teapot and poured water into it. "If the cup is full and you keep pouring, what will happen?"
The water spilled out.
"It's like this. Old Madam's body is currently like this. The water in the cup is already full, but if you continue to fill it, it will only overflow."
Li Xuan'er's emotions were particularly agitated, "Princess Consort, are you implying that Grandmother's condition isn't as serious as we thought?"
Ye Qingcheng nodded, "Yes, all she needs to do is take a good walk after each meal to help digest, open the windows more often to let in fresh air, and relax. She will naturally get better."
This was indeed a pleasant surprise.
Upon their return, the Li family warmly escorted them, offering many gifts and insisting Ye Qingcheng accept them. They saw her off at the door with reluctance.
Just as Ye Qingcheng was about to board her carriage, Li Mo'er held her arm, "Sister Princess Consort, can I visit you in a few days?"
Ye Qingcheng smiled and nodded, "Of course!"
Li Mo'er was overjoyed to hear the affirmative answer she desired.
Then, under Li Mo'er's gaze, Ye Qingcheng's carriage departed.
On the road, Bi Xi couldn't help but tease, "Princess Consort, your charm is boundless!"
Ye Qingcheng appeared calm, but her heart agreed, "Bi Xi, we are from the Regent's Estate. We must be low-key."
This statement made Bi Xi burst into laughter, "Yes, Princess Consort, we must be low-key."
Suddenly, the carriage lurched and braked sharply. The occupants inside were almost thrown out due to inertia.
Ye Qingcheng steadied herself by holding onto the window, "What happened?"
The coachman explained, "Princess Consort, the carriage ahead is blocking the way."
"What, blocked?" Did ancient times also have traffic jams?
The coachman's tone was firm, "The carriage ahead appears to be Madam Han's."
Ye Qingcheng and Bi Xi exchanged glances, "Is Madam Han leaving this late?"
Bi Xi shook her head, "I don't know. When we left, Madam Han's carriage had already departed."
Ye Qingcheng thought, "Then we'll wait a while."
Bi Xi nodded.
However, after waiting for a considerable time, Madam Han's carriage still hadn't moved.
Ye Qingcheng lifted the curtain of the rear carriage and saw that indeed, there were carriages blocked behind them as well. She was extremely annoyed.
"This Han family is too much. This road isn't theirs alone. They've been blocking it for so long and still haven't moved."
The more Ye Qingcheng thought about it, the angrier she became.
"No, I must go and see what's going on."
With that, she alighted from the carriage.
Bi Xi was startled.
"Princess Consort."
Seeing the Princess Consort disembark, Bi Xi had no choice but to follow her out of the carriage.
Ye Qingcheng stepped out of the carriage, adjusted her clothes, and walked forward.
Before she reached the Han family's carriage, she saw a crowd gathered ahead, and heard Han Xuemei's piercing voice.
"You dare defy my orders? Do you know who I am? With a single word, I can have you lose your position as constable and your family's property confiscated and ancestors disgraced."
Ye Qingcheng let out a chuckle, "I never knew the Han family possessed such great authority."
As Ye Qingcheng spoke and walked forward, the surrounding commoners, noticing her simple attire, parted ways for her.
"When did the Han family become so powerful? They actually disregard and ignore the laws of Chengguo."
Seeing that it was Ye Qingcheng, Han Xuemei felt the sting on her face as if it were still fresh.
Madam Han, from inside the carriage, recognized Ye Qingcheng's voice and immediately lifted the curtain to get out.
Ye Qingcheng surveyed the surroundings and realized that there was another principal party involved in this incident.
The man had sharp eyebrows and star-like eyes, broad shoulders, and a narrow waist. He wore the attire of a constable, with his hair tied back in a ponytail and some stray strands falling on his forehead. His gaze was sharp, and his hand rested on the hilt of his saber, his veins bulging, indicating he was restraining the urge to kill.
In Ye Qingcheng's eyes, this man was quite handsome. Judging by his attire, he seemed to be the highest-ranking official among the yamen runners.
Han Xuemei was somewhat afraid of Ye Qingcheng. Seeing Ye Qingcheng arrive, she kept backing away, a sight that Ye Qingcheng noticed out of the corner of her eye.
"Han Xuemei, why are you retreating?"
Han Xuemei was speechless and swallowed.
Ye Qingcheng continued to approach, "When you see me, you know what to do, don't you? I don't need to teach you."
At this moment, Madam Han walked over and leaned on Han Xuemei, "Princess Consort, this old woman greets the Princess Consort. Xue'er is still a child, and her words can be hasty, causing the Princess Consort anger. Come, Xue'er, apologize to the Princess Consort."
Ye Qingcheng burst into laughter, "Your daughter is how old? She must be sixteen or seventeen. I heard she already had her coming-of-age ceremony two months ago. A child?"
Madam Han was rendered speechless by the retort.
"Since you're apologizing, let's have a proper discussion about what exactly you did wrong."
Han Xuemei hid behind Madam Han, her previous arrogant and overbearing demeanor towards the constables completely gone.
Seeing Ye Qingcheng's fumbling for words.
By now, the traffic was severely congested, with the Han family's carriage at the front, followed by Ye Qingcheng's, and then others. Everyone else had also alighted from their carriages to observe the situation. Upon learning that it was Han Xuemei bullying others, and that the Regent's Princess Consort had appeared, they eagerly rushed forward to watch the spectacle.
Ye Qingcheng didn't want to listen to Han Xuemei's nonsense. She scanned the surroundings, "What is going on here? Can someone briefly explain?"
At this, a yamen runner stepped out from behind the man. He had seen clearly how the previously arrogant girl's spirit had wilted upon seeing the girl in plain clothes. Thinking her identity must be more formidable than hers, he stepped forward to narrate the events.