allonlinenovel Chapter 272 Mother Awakens
Chapter 272 Mother Awakens
Ye Qingchen followed the Holy Maiden of Southern Xinjiang to a secluded valley, where a rustic courtyard stood. The courtyard's walls were made of stone, covered in green vines, and several unknown wildflowers peeked out from the corners, releasing a faint fragrance. "Mother is here," the Holy Maiden of Southern Xinjiang said, her voice filled with excitement and anticipation. Ye Qingchen took a deep breath and slowly entered the courtyard. The courtyard was filled with various exotic flowers and herbs, exuding a refreshing fragrance.
Ye Qingchen didn't ask the Southern Border Saintess why her mother wasn't in the palace; at this moment, all she wanted was to see her mother.
Inside the room, a woman dressed in a white robe lay quietly on the bed. The room wasn't shabby; on the contrary, it seemed rather luxurious, with jade everywhere. Her face was haggard and as pale as paper; she didn't wake up. Her hair was somewhat disheveled, with a few strands of silver hair falling across her face, evoking pity. She remained lying there, motionless.
“Mother, I’ve brought my sister back.” The Holy Maiden of Southern Xinjiang walked to the woman’s side and said softly, her voice gentle as if afraid of disturbing the tranquil atmosphere. At this moment, the maidservant who had been attending to Ye Qingchen’s mother withdrew. The Holy Maiden of Southern Xinjiang said, “This place was chosen by the Medicine King. He said that Mother, in her half-dead state, must stay in the jade house. This house is built of jade, so its location is not within the palace. Father comes to see her every day.”
A warm feeling welled up in Ye Qingchen's heart. She quickly walked to the woman's side, knelt on the ground, and tears streamed down her face. "Mother, it's me, Qingchen. I'm back. You've suffered so much these past two years." Looking at her mother's pale face, Ye Qingchen felt a pang of heartache. "Mother, let me examine your condition first." Ye Qingchen took her mother's pulse, her expression gradually becoming serious. Her mother's condition was more serious than she had imagined. Her meridians were disordered, her qi and blood were deficient, and she had also been poisoned by a strange toxin. That toxin was like a venomous snake lurking in the darkness, corroding her mother's body, making her life force weak and fragile.
"Mother's illness... how could it be poisonous?" Ye Qingchen frowned, her heart filled with worry. Her brows were tightly furrowed, like an insurmountable mountain. The Southern Frontier Saintess asked anxiously, "Sister, is there any hope for Mother's illness? You must save Mother; she is Father's life." Ye Qingchen was silent for a moment, her eyes revealing determination and resolve: "There is hope, but it will take some effort. I need some special medicinal herbs, and I also need to research an antidote. But Mother's poison doesn't seem to have developed overnight. What's going on?"
“I don’t know. The Medicine King also said that my mother had poison in her body, and he didn’t know why. My mother’s constitution is not like that of an ordinary person. The Medicine King said that when he found my mother, she was already dead, but there was still hope to save her by checking her carotid artery, so he saved her, but she never woke up.” The Holy Maiden of Southern Xinjiang said, her voice choked with emotion, but her eyes were full of determination.
Ye Qingchen stood up and paced around the room, deep in thought. Suddenly, her eyes lit up as she recalled a similar ailment mentioned in an ancient book. "I remember there's a spiritual herb called the Azure Star Grass, which grows deep within ice caves in extremely cold regions. It might be able to counteract this toxin. But obtaining it is incredibly difficult; it's located in the deepest ice cave in the Southern Frontier, supposedly guarded by a demonic beast," Ye Qingchen said.
The Holy Maiden of Southern Xinjiang said without hesitation, "Sister, no matter how dangerous it is, we must try. I'll go with you." Ye Qingchen nodded.
The two women led many people to the deepest ice cave in southern Xinjiang, a place that, although located in the south, was indeed extremely cold. Outside the ice cave, a howling wind blew, and the cold was biting. They cautiously entered the ice cave, where strange blue lights shimmered.
Just as they were about to find the Azure Star Grass, the guardian beast suddenly appeared. It was a gigantic blue whale with eyes gleaming with cold light. Ye Qingchen and the Southern Border Saintess exchanged a glance, and the Saintess mustered her courage to prepare for battle. Ye Qingchen controlled the whale through the white deer in his spatial dimension, while the Southern Border Saintess seized the opportunity to rush towards the Azure Star Grass and take it away. This herb gathering went exceptionally smoothly.
Ye Qingchen personally processed the herbs and brewed a medicinal soup using water from her spatial storage, reserving some roots to plant in her space. The Southern Frontier Saintess silently cared for her mother, feeding her medicine and staying by her side, while Ye Qingchen used acupuncture to finally neutralize the poison. Then, she used her internal energy to activate her mother's meridians, infusing her with vitality. And then, Ye Qingchen and the Southern Frontier Saintess's mother actually woke up.
Ye Qingchen didn't care which herb was responsible for the improvement. She gave her mother the Rejuvenation Pill and the Treasure Pill. Under Ye Qingchen and the Southern Frontier Saintess's meticulous care, her mother's condition gradually improved. Her complexion regained its rosy hue, her eyes brightened, and she could speak again. Her health improved day by day, like spring flowers blooming anew. "Chen'er, Ling'er, thanks to you both, your mother has recovered. You are your mother's pride." Her mother held Ye Qingchen and the Southern Frontier Saintess's hands, her eyes filled with relief and gratitude. Her voice trembled slightly, tears of happiness welling up. Ye Qingchen and the Southern Frontier Saintess smiled at each other, their smiles filled with joy and contentment. They knew that all their efforts were worthwhile; for this precious family bond, all sacrifices were worthwhile.
"Mother, please don't leave us again," Ye Qingchen said, her voice tinged with a hint of coquetry and dependence, as if she had returned to her childhood. Her mother nodded slightly: "Okay, Mother won't leave."
The King of Southern Xinjiang was overjoyed to see his wife and two children, especially his beloved wife who had recovered her health. He told Ling'er, "I no longer wish to be emperor. I'm giving you the throne; I don't think your sister has any interest in it either. I just want to spend every day with your mother in this peaceful valley." The Holy Maiden of Southern Xinjiang said, "Alright, then I'll be your support from now on. Father and Mother can travel to various places. If you want to stay in Southern Xinjiang, then stay in Southern Xinjiang; if you want to go to Great Xia, then go to Great Xia." Ye Qingchen smiled and said, "It seems Great Xia and Southern Xinjiang have truly reconciled. The Queen of Southern Xinjiang certainly wouldn't want to fight us." The Holy Maiden of Southern Xinjiang said, "You're always so glib now that Mother is better. I still miss my more reserved sister."
Now that Ye Qingchen's mother and relatives have been found, and she has acquired the status of a princess in Southern Xinjiang—the Queen's only sister—her status is naturally exceptional. However, the Queen doesn't have a man she likes. She has her eye on someone else: Dong Nanxi, who came with Gu Mochen. Dong Nanxi is now exceptionally talented, skilled in both literature and martial arts, and has been granted the title of Prince Xi. He is also remarkably handsome. But leaving a prince in Southern Xinjiang to marry into another family is a difficult decision; it's uncertain whether Dong Nanxi would be willing. Therefore, Queen Ling'er could only ask Ye Qingchen for help, and Ye Qingchen in turn asked Gu Mochen to speak on her behalf.