OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess
Chapter 63: Could this prescription kill someone?

Chapter 63: Chapter 63: Could this prescription kill someone?

Bai Zhi’er broke free from Qingmei’s embrace.

With small steps, she ran to the table.

She picked up a few strands of grass with her small hands and sniffed them under her nose.

Still carrying the chill of snow!

It’s the Wuxiang Pearl, there’s no mistake!

Who would be so kind to send her so many life-saving herbs!

Bai Zhi’er’s watery eyes glowed with happiness.

She immediately instructed the Palace Attendant to take good care of these herbs.

And reached out with her small hands to grab three handfuls and took them with her.

"Sister Qingmei, prepare a carriage, I need to go to Third Uncle’s mansion!"

Qingmei was surprised: "Now? But Princess..."

Bai Zhi’er waved her small hand, interrupting her: "Hurry up, lives are at stake, there’s no time to waste!"

The little one was full of momentum, Qingmei hesitated for a moment, then quickly went to comply.

The night was just setting in, and stars were twinkling coldly.

The Princess’s carriage sped along the palace road, leaving the imperial palace.

Feng Fuce, draped in a large silver cloak, stood in the distance watching the carriage rush away.

He halted, his eyes deep, black and cold, a meaningful light smile on his face.

Just got the Wuxiang Pearl, and she’s rushing out to save someone?

Bai Xilie had just arrived at Ruizhu Palace.

He took a note left by Bai Zhi’er from the hands of a Palace Attendant—

"Daddy, I’m going to Third Uncle’s house to save his life! Don’t worry, I’ll be back tomorrow."

Bai Xilie frowned in surprise and immediately gave the order: "Send two top physicians from the palace to Prince Kang’s Mansion and dispatch a company of Imperial Guards to ensure the Princess’s safety!"

Meanwhile, Bai Zhi’er’s carriage had already stopped at the entrance of Prince Kang’s Mansion.

The little one, along with Qingmei, headed straight for the main courtyard.

In a soft, glutinous voice, she called to the house servant: "Go fetch the Imperial Physician my daddy sent, I have a prescription for him."

Inside, Prince Kang heard the familiar little milk voice.

He immediately leaned against the door, shouting out: "Zhi’er! My dear little niece! Why did you come? Go back, go back! Third Uncle is sick and might drag you down!"

Bai Zhi’er turned her head, looking at Prince Kang peering at her through the door crack, a very comical sight.

The little one covered her mouth with her small hand, laughing adorably and playfully: "Third Uncle, don’t worry, I’ve brought a prescription to cure you! I won’t be dragged down."

Just then, the Imperial Physician, Princess Consort Kang, along with Third Young Master Bai Yaoyu and Fourth Young Master Bai Daoyan arrived together.

"Zhi’er!" Princess Consort Kang immediately hugged the little one in her arms: "You shouldn’t have come here, it’s too dangerous, go back with Auntie, your Third Uncle’s fate is decided by the heavens, nothing must happen to you."

Bai Zhi’er blinked her bright eyes: "Third Aunt, just a moment please."

She took out the prepared prescription and Wuxiang Pearl, handing them to the Imperial Physician beside Princess Consort Kang.

"Uncle Imperial Doctor, follow the prescription, boil the herbs with snow water, and give them to Third Uncle three times a day, morning, noon, and evening."

The Imperial Physician took it and glanced at it, his brow furrowed: "What kind of herb is Wuxiang Pearl? Why have I never heard of it before?"

Bai Zhi’er’s long eyelashes fluttered, her soft voice: "Of course, it’s an excellent remedy for smallpox."

But the Imperial Physician hesitated, not daring to comply.

One must know, Prince Kang is the Emperor’s younger brother! And Princess Cuicuo, is the only child of His Majesty.

If anything went wrong with the prescription, leading to someone’s death, if something happened to Prince Kang, the Emperor certainly wouldn’t blame the Princess but would take it out on him, the Imperial Physician!

"This... might not be proper, Your Highness, please give me some time to study this prescription properly."

Bai Zhi’er puffed her cheeks, adorably fierce: "There’s no time for that! If Third Uncle’s not treated, by tomorrow he’ll itch himself to death!"

Bai Yaoyu, having witnessed his sister’s medical skills, immediately stood up for Bai Zhi’er, frowning at the Imperial Physician: "Whatever the Princess says, you follow; if anything goes wrong, blame it on me."