Chapter 513: Please Help Her Majesty Take a Look

Chapter 513: Please Help Her Majesty Take a Look

Nanny Wang examined the scar, then shifted her gaze back to Mo Jiuya.

Mo Jiuya added, "When I was little, I loved those osmanthus cakes you used to make for me. Every time I returned home from the palace, you would always pack some for me to take along.

And there was that time when Nan Qi and I were being mischievous and peed in the wooden basin where you were washing the vegetables..."

In order to prove his identity, Mo Jiuya spared no effort, even bringing up these embarrassing incidents from the past.

At this point, how could Nanny Wang still have any doubts?

Tears streamed down her face as she stepped forward, trembling as she raised her hands to grip one of Mo Jiuya’s arms.

"Are you really the Ninth Master?" Nanny Wang’s tears flowed uncontrollably.

Mo Jiuya also felt an extraordinary sense of closeness upon seeing Nanny Wang.

Noticing that Nanny Wang’s body was swaying, he quickly reached out to support her.

In doing so, Mo Jiuya realized just how emaciated Nanny Wang had become, her body nothing but skin and bones.

"Why have you become so frail, Nanny?"

Nanny Wang did not answer Mo Jiuya’s question. Instead, she completely ignored He Zhiran, pulling Mo Jiuya towards the screen.

"Ninth Master, please come quickly, Her Majesty will definitely recover if she sees you."

Both Mo Jiuya and He Zhiran understood that Nanny Wang believed him to be the biological son of Madame Yuan.

This was not the time to explain things. From what Nanny Wang had just said, it was clear that Madame Yuan’s condition was not good.

Their primary concern now was Madame Yuan’s health.

Following Nanny Wang, Mo Jiuya approached Madame Yuan’s bedside.

At that moment, Madame Yuan was looking in their direction, struggling to lift an arm towards Mo Jiuya.

Weak from illness, her arm rose halfway before dropping heavily back to its original position.

Nanny Wang shrugged off Mo Jiuya’s support and staggered forward, falling to her knees by the bed.

"Her Majesty, you’re awake. Look, the Ninth Master has come to see you."

Madame Yuan reached out again to grasp Nanny Wang’s arm, struggling to say, "Help... help me up."

Before Nanny Wang could react, Mo Jiuya stepped forward to stop her.

"Her Majesty’s body is unwell, please don’t move."

Looking at He Zhiran beside him, he explained, "My wife has some medical knowledge. Please let her examine you first."

Upon hearing Mo Jiuya’s introduction, Nanny Wang finally shifted her gaze to He Zhiran.

However, she did not examine her closely.

"Ninth Madam, I beg you to help Her Majesty. The Empress, that wicked woman, controls both the Emperor and the Empress Dowager. She expelled all the servants from Her Majesty’s palace and sealed it off, preventing anyone from bringing food. She intends to starve Her Majesty to death..."

As she spoke, Nanny Wang was overcome with emotion and broke down into sobs in front of Mo Jiuya and He Zhiran.

Looking at Yuan Guifei, who was lying in bed, barely alive, there was no trace of her former dignified and luxurious appearance.

She was nothing more than a skinny, frail old woman.

And her frail state was no less severe than when he saw the Fourth Princess in Nanjiang years ago.

He Zhiran stepped forward to feel Yuan Guifei's pulse, while Nanny Wang continued to sob and explain Yuan Guifei's recent condition.

"This old servant has watched over Her Majesty since she was young, and she has never suffered such hardship.

The Empress is truly heartless, actually trying to starve Her Majesty to death.

For a full twenty days, Her Majesty and I were locked in here. Fortunately, a few loyal servants from her palace would occasionally throw in a steamed bun from outside; otherwise, both of us would have lost our lives long ago.

We thought we could just survive like this and wait for the day the Empress's clan would fall from power. But who knew, those loyal servants were caught by someone and reported to the Empress for secretly sending buns to Her Majesty. They were beaten to death with rods as punishment.

And that's not all. The Empress specifically sent people to execute them inside Her Majesty's palace.

Her Majesty had never witnessed such a scene before. Scared and starving, she fell sick and couldn’t get out of bed.

After Her Majesty fell ill, I begged for help, but no one listened! I wore my lips out pleading, but those heartless guards refused to call a doctor for Her Majesty."

After Nanny Wang had said so much, He Zhiran had also finished checking on Yuan Guifei.

Seeing He Zhiran straighten up, Mo Jiuya asked, "Ran Ran, how is Her Majesty?"

"It's exactly as Nanny said. First, she was terrified into a mental breakdown, and after being starved for so long, her body has become severely dehydrated."

He Zhiran didn't explain in too much detail, as the medical terminology she used was from the modern era and wouldn't be understood by people of this time.

However, there was one thing Mo Jiuya understood. Once a person has been dehydrated for an extended period, their organs gradually fail, leading to death.

Yuan Guifei's current condition confirmed this.

"Ran Ran, can she be saved?"

He Zhiran blinked at him.

Mo Jiuya immediately understood her meaning.

To save Her Majesty, they would need to use the medical supplies from their space dimension.

The couple silently communicated in their unspoken way, leaving Nanny Wang confused.

"Ninth Master, Ninth Madam, how is Her Majesty's condition?"

"Don't worry, Nanny. I will do my utmost to save Her Majesty."

After He Zhiran said this, she pretended to walk toward the screen behind them.

Given Yuan Guifei's current state, it was unlikely she could eat immediately, but Nanny Wang, although weak, didn't seem to be in immediate danger.

What she needed most was to replenish her body with some energy.

He Zhiran went around the screen and quickly entered her space dimension. She grabbed some flour from storage, made some egg noodles at the workstation, and then put it in a ready-made burlap bag.

When Mo Jiuya and He Zhiran had opened the door earlier, Nanny Wang didn’t notice if He Zhiran was carrying anything, so she remained unaware.

He Zhiran carried the bag and went back inside.

She took out the prepared dragon beard noodles from the package in front of Nanny Wang.

"Nanny, this is something my husband and I brought from home. We didn’t finish it during our journey, so you can boil it with hot water and it will be ready to eat."

Nanny Wang was extremely hungry at this point and didn’t really have the presence of mind to think about what exactly He Zhiran had given her.

However, she understood that it was food.

She interpreted He Zhiran giving her food now as a sign that the Empress was very hungry and that she would slowly get better once she ate something.

Looking at that small portion of unfamiliar food, Nanny Wang had already decided to save this precious food for the Empress, content with just some broth.

Mo Jiuya, unaware of what Nanny Wang was thinking, knew that He Zhiran needed to bring the Empress into the space for treatment. For now, his task was to send Nanny Wang away.

"Nanny, my wife will be treating Her Majesty soon. You should go eat something and rest for a while. Please don’t worry; my wife and I will take care of everything.

Also, my wife prefers not to have outsiders present while treating patients, so unless I tell you otherwise, please don’t come in and disturb us."