"Mother fell ill; it was only yesterday that she began to improve, allowing me to come to the palace to pay my respects." Recalling the days when her mother was sick, she felt utterly exhausted, unable to do anything but anxiously watch by her side.
Feng Xuxu frowned slightly, her thoughts shifting briefly, "Yingsu."
Yingsu, who was waiting behind the bead curtain, stepped forward swiftly and bowed, "What does Your Highness command?"
"Go to the Imperial Medical Bureau, convey my imperial order, and inform the chief to send someone to the Prime Minister Residence to take the Prime Minister's wife's pulse. Henceforth, arrange for an Imperial Physician to regularly check the well-being pulses of the Prime Minister and his wife."
"As you command, Your Highness," Yingsu glanced at Xiao Jiazhen, who was visibly excited, and turned to convey the decree.