Gu Jiao took a seat beside her, setting down the small basket she carried before sitting and placing it on another chair.
"What book is your highness reading?" she asked.
Upon being asked, Princess Ning gave a faint smile, "Some poetry collections. Would you care to take a look?" She handed the book to Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao shook her head, "I don’t understand poetry, nor do I like it."
Princess Ning laughed again, "I don’t like it either."
Gu Jiao said, "Then why does your highness still read?"
Princess Ning replied with a light smile, "It’s just to pass the time in the mansion."
She said it was to pass the time, but Gu Jiao felt it wasn’t the only reason—it seemed more like she was forcing herself to do something she disliked and yet felt obligated to do.
Gu Jiao offered, "I can take your pulse, your highness."
Princess Ning stretched out her hand.
A maid approached, intending to lay a handkerchief under Princess Ning’s wrist, but Princess Ning said, "There’s no need."
"Yes," replied the maid, withdrawing with the handkerchief.
Gu Jiao began to take Princess Ning’s pulse.
The room fell silent.
The princess’s pulse was as Gu Jiao had expected. Gu Jiao inquired, "How has your sleep been, your highness? Is it difficult to fall asleep?"
Princess Ning offered a bitter smile, "Somewhat."
Gu Jiao looked directly at the female official beside Princess Ning, "How long does it usually take for the princess to fall asleep after going to bed?"
The female official glanced at Princess Ning, and with her consent, she replied truthfully, "At least half a ’shichen’, or... perhaps an entire night of sleeplessness."
Gu Jiao nodded thoughtfully and asked further, "How is your appetite?"
"Not very good," replied the female official. "She finds it hard to eat, and even when she does manage to eat, she finds it hard to digest." ƒreewebɳovel.com
Gu Jiao uttered a sound of acknowledgement, withdrew her hand, and said to Princess Ning, "Judging from the pulse, your highness has a weakness in the spleen and stomach. It’s not a difficult or complex illness. With the princess’s resources, a careful regimen over a month or two could see significant improvement. You’ve seen a physician before, haven’t you?"
Princess Ning said, "Yes, and they said the same. The medicine helps, but the symptoms return once I stop taking it."
Gu Jiao replied, "They’re mixed with honey, so they’re not bitter."
Princess Ning let out a sigh of relief, "That’s good."
The revelation that a high-ranking princess would also dread bitter medicine made Gu Jiao think that Princess Ning was not quite what she had imagined.
Afterward, Gu Jiao gave Princess Ning several instructions on matters of daily life, mainly dietary dos and don’ts, and insisted she must spend more time outdoors, taking walks and getting some exercise.
Having done all this, Gu Jiao prepared to leave, "I will send someone to deliver the medicine to your highness shortly."
Princess Ning said, "It’s not necessary to trouble anyone; I’ll send for it."
"That’s fine too," Gu Jiao didn’t object.
Princess Ning offered payment for the consultation, but Gu Jiao said, "Prince Ning will take care of it."
Princess Ning appeared startled for a moment, then smiled, "Alright."
That was the first genuine smile Gu Jiao had seen since entering the room. Did the mention of Prince Ning bring out such a smile?
Gu Jiao packed her belongings and the female official escorted her out.
Just as they arrived at the entrance of Prince Ning’s residence, they unexpectedly ran into Prince Ning dismounting his carriage.
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