Rebirth on the wedding night, being doted on by the scumbag elder brother

"Oh my!" The old lady was startled, "It's really a man's voice."

Ye Yunzi quickly explained: "In order to enter the palace more conveniently, Doctor Tao deliberately dressed up as a woman."

The old lady was so surprised that she circled around Tao Qiming for a few times, exclaiming in disbelief. At this time, Tao Qiming coughed lightly to remind everyone to pay attention:

"Her poison can be cured, but it requires the use of detoxification needles and herbal medicine, and requires careful conditioning."

Hearing this, the old lady's eyes became wet with excitement, "Can the queen really be saved? That's great."

Tao Qiming seemed full of confidence. He took out a long silver needle from the medicine box he carried with him and prepared to start treatment.

When Empress Xian saw the shining needle, she immediately showed fear on her face and shook her head and backed away, "Don't prick me, it will hurt."

"It does hurt a bit, but it's necessary to remove the toxins."

Concubine Xian was confused at the moment, as afraid of pain as a child, her face turned pale and she wanted to run away. Aliang stepped forward and gently supported her, comforting her: "Your Majesty, please be patient, it will be fine soon."

Empress Xian looked up at Aliang, and immediately calmed down. She called softly, "Daughter."

Ah Liang's body trembled slightly, and her lips were tightly closed without saying a word. Empress Xian gently took her hand, her eyes full of love, as if she really treated Ah Liang as her own daughter. This kind of warmth that she had never experienced before made Ah Liang feel mixed emotions.

"Have you eaten yet? Mother will ask someone to prepare it... Also, the weather is getting warmer, so we should make some new clothes. Mother has some nice fabrics here..."

Empress Xian's eyes were fixed on Aliang, full of concentration.

At this moment, Tao Qiming quietly inserted a thin silver needle into her skin, but she was unaware and continued to stare quietly.

"My child, mother really misses you." There was a hint of pain in Empress Xian's voice and tears welled up in her eyes.

Ah Liang's lips moved slightly, and a bitter feeling inexplicably surged in her heart. She had no one to rely on since she was young, and the streets and alleys were her home. She grew up with hunger and hardship.

Sometimes, she would resent her parents for abandoning her; sometimes, she would dream whether they would treat her so gently if they had not left.

Now, the beautiful and kind woman in front of her called her daughter and took great care of her.

But Aliang understood that all this was only because Empress Xian was trapped by poison. Once the poison was successfully detoxified, reality would return to its original state.

"Daughter..." Empress Xian called softly, as if she had something else to say.

Aliang answered firmly: "Madam, please call me Aliang."

"Okay, Aliang." Empress Xian smiled and gently stroked Aliang's hair. Her movements were as gentle as a spring breeze.

Not far away, Baili Yan watched this scene silently with a complicated expression, his eyes revealing subtle doubts and uneasiness.

As the last silver needle was pulled out, Empress Xian's face suddenly became unusually rosy, and her smile paused slightly, but she still maintained that gentle look towards Aliang.

Immediately afterwards, after a painful groan, a mouthful of thick black blood spurted out of Concubine Xian's mouth, emitting a foul smell.

After vomiting blood, her face turned pale as paper and her body was shaking.

"Madam!" the old nanny shouted in panic.

"Your Majesty..." Aliang immediately stepped forward and supported Concubine Xian who was about to fall.

Although she was experiencing great pain, Concubine Xian still endured the pain and comforted him: "It's okay, Aliang, don't be afraid... Mother will get better..."

After saying this, Empress Xian fainted.

"My queen!" The old lady rushed over hurriedly.

Tao Qiming said calmly: "This is a normal reaction. The queen has already expelled the toxins. She just needs to continue the treatment and she will recover."

Hearing this, the old nanny finally breathed a sigh of relief and expressed her gratitude to Tao Qiming.

Afterwards, Tao Qiming wrote down a prescription and gave it to them, reminding them to take it on time every day.

Baili Yan took the prescription and said firmly: "I'll go buy the medicine now."

In order to keep Empress Xian's dementia a secret, they could not use the medicines in the palace and had to purchase them secretly from outside.

The Seventh Prince went out to get medicine, while the people in the palace waited quietly.

Aliang gently picked up the unconscious Concubine Xian and carefully placed her on the bed. As a martial artist, it was not difficult for Aliang to carry a person, but she was surprised to find that Concubine Xian was so thin, as if she was just skin and bones.

After settling Concubine Xian down, Aliang covered her with a quilt and looked at her tenderly.

The old lady watched this scene silently, with complex emotions in her eyes and her handkerchief tightly clenched in her sleeves.

"What a beautiful lady, she looks exactly like the queen when she was young, even her eyebrows and eyes are so similar." The old nanny thought to herself, "Although they are mother and daughter, they cannot recognize each other. Only when she is unconscious can she call her daughter's name without hesitation."

Thinking of this, the old lady's eyes couldn't help but turn red.

"Miss Aliang, the queen has a kind heart and has done nothing wrong in her life. There is only one thing that has become a pain in her heart." The old nanny spoke slowly, and Aliang turned to look at her.

"This incident is like a thorn in the queen's heart, making it difficult for her to sleep every night. If she doesn't take medicine, her body may not be able to hold on."

"What's that?" Aliang asked.

The old lady remained silent. She would never reveal even a little bit of this secret until the last moment of her life.

Aliang didn't ask any more questions and just stood there quietly.

At this moment, she felt her sleeve being gently pulled. Looking down, she found that it was Concubine Xian who had grabbed her clothes tightly, her fingers turning pale from the force.

After trying to pull his hand out gently without success, Liang had no choice but to sit down on the edge of the bed.

"Please ask Miss Aliang to spend more time with the Empress. It will be good for her." The old nanny said and left the room, leaving them alone.

Aliang sat there, and the room was quiet.

Seeing Empress Xian’s pale face and blood at the corners of her mouth, Aliang felt pity for her and took out his handkerchief to wipe her blood carefully.

Empress Xian seemed to be in a nightmare, with cold sweat on her forehead, and she kept muttering: "Don't take her away, I'm sorry for you..."

Tears quietly slid down my cheeks.

Aliang felt so heavy that he could hardly breathe.

"Daughter..." Concubine Xian shouted anxiously, trying to grab something.

There was an indescribable sadness in the air.

Aliang's hands were thin and pale, as if they would break at the slightest touch. Her eyes flickered with anxiety, and she gently held Concubine Xian's equally cold and weak hand, "I'm here to accompany you."

"Don't leave." Concubine Xian's voice was almost inaudible.

"I will always be here." Aliang responded firmly.

Gradually, Concubine Xian's heartbeat calmed down, although her hands were still cold.

Aliang moved his lips and silently uttered a word: mother.

The word has never been uttered, and perhaps never will be uttered again.