Doctor Yao and Military Doctor Lu also thought the time was too short but, being wise, didn't speak up.

"Follow the doctor's orders; do you understand?" Yang Mengchen asked coldly. Couldn't they see she was so tired she hardly had the energy to speak?

Before Situ Wenkai could respond, Situ Wenzheng quickly interjected, "We understand, we understand. Thank you, Ms. Yang! Thank you!"

Standing up, Long Yingtong trotted over, pulled out a handkerchief, and on tiptoes, wiped the fine sweat from Yang Mengchen's forehead.

"Our Yingtong is so good and caring." Due to practicing martial arts and consuming Exotic Fruit, Yang Mengchen was a head taller than her peers, so she squatted down to make it easier for Long Yingtong to wipe her sweat. "Once Sister has tidied up, I'll make egg tarts for Yingtong later." She had made them once before, and Long Yingtong liked them very much.

The crowd was astounded: Did Ms. Yang have to show such obvious favoritism?

Long Yingtong waved her hand: 'Sister Mengchen, you're tired and should rest. I won't have the egg tarts.'"

Yang Mengchen gently touched foreheads with Long Yingtong and smiled, "Sister isn't tired. Yingtong, you go wait over there for Sister to pack things up."

Long Yingtong obediently returned to her original spot.

After cleaning up the instruments, Yang Mengchen took off her work clothes and handed them to Hai Tang and Bai He. She then washed her hands several times in the clean water Wu Tong had freshly prepared, mixing in her homemade medicinal powder, dried them, and handed Situ Wenkai a bottle of pills, instructing him to take two pills three times a day.

Holding Long Yingtong's hand, she headed towards the door.

"Young Master Hua, business as usual." Perhaps due to haste, Hua Ziyu revealed his true appearance this time.

Mo Mei and the others followed Yang Mengchen out, and Yang Chengxuan did not stay either.

Hua Ziyu nodded, "I understand."

Seeing Situ Wenkai and the others looking at him with confusion, Hua Ziyu then explained the rules of Ms. Yang, and they exchanged puzzled glances after hearing it. Was Ms. Yang really that meticulous?

"Jiujiu, are you alright?" Madam Yang Zhou and several other ladies who had been anxiously waiting in the inner courtyard garden rushed up to greet Yang Mengchen as she walked in.

"It's all taken care of; don't worry," Yang Mengchen said with a smile. "Grandpa and the others will be back soon; let's go and prepare dinner."

Xiao Wanxue helped Lady Xiao back to her room, and the other ladies went to the kitchen with Yang Mengchen, while Hai Tang and Bai He took the medical box and bag back to Mengchen Courtyard.

When Old Master Yang and the others finished work and learned of the situation, especially the true identity of Hua Ziyu, they couldn't help but worry. They had not expected Master Wu—no, Young Master Hua—to be the Son of Duke Zhenguo, and those other two masters were also of no ordinary status. However, seeing Yang Mengchen's calm demeanor, they were somewhat reassured.

"Let's all pretend not to know Young Master Hua's identity and just treat him as if it's his first time visiting our house," Yang Mengchen instructed her family.

The Yang family members nodded in unison.

No sooner had dinner finished when Black Wolf and a guard arrived. The guard respectfully said, "Ms. Yang, the Princely Heir has requested that you arrange several rooms for us to stay in and also to prepare three meals a day. Of course, the Princely Heir will compensate you separately for the trouble." The dinner was truly delicious, and Ms. Yang treated all the guards as equally as their masters.

"That's fine," Yang Mengchen agreed. "You can stay on the first floor of the East Wing Room. Remember not to enter the inner courtyard, or don't hold it against me if I turn ruthless."

"Here's the fee for ten days; please have a look, Ms. Yang." The guard presented a silver note to Yang Mengchen.

Yang Mengchen took it and handed the guard one hundred taels from it, "For your tea."

"Thank you for your generous reward, Ms. Yang," the guard took the silver note without fuss. "I will go to report back." After saying this, he courteously bowed and, along with Black Wolf, took his leave.

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