Seeing that Yang Mengchen's pale complexion had gradually become much rosier and her breath steadily even, Long Xuanmo withdrew his Inner Strength, his gaze tenderly fixed on her, "Ah Jiu, do you feel somewhat better?"

"Much better, thank you, Prince," Yang Mengchen replied with a faint smile.

Min Luozhan stepped out from the inner chamber and happened to witness this scene, a flash of realization and concern passing through his eyes before he quickly returned to a calm and natural demeanor.

"Is Eldest Imperial Sister resting?" Long Xuanmo asked.

Nodding, Min Luozhan's eyes brimmed with undisguised tenderness and distress, then he turned to Yang Mengchen with heartfelt gratitude, "Ms. Yang has worked hard!"

"A doctor's benevolence," Yang Mengchen said as she took out a medicine bottle for Min Luozhan. "This is for the medicinal baths for the Eldest Princess. Bathe for a quarter of an hour each night, one pill at a time, and remember not to skip any."

Min Luozhan took the medicine bottle and nodded, "I'll remember."

"Hold out your hand," Yang Mengchen said, indicating the pulse pillow on the table beside her.

Min Luo Zhan then sat down, his eyes watching the fingers Yang Mengchen placed on his pulse, feeling inexplicably nervous and uneasy.

"After the prince consort was injured in the lungs, he now coughs incessantly every time the weather changes, even coughing up streaks of blood." After a moment, Yang Mengchen withdrew her hand.

Min Luozhan nodded in agreement. "It is indeed so."

Initially, he had been shot in the right shoulder and injured his right lung. If it weren't for the military doctors' desperate efforts to save him, he might have not made it. Although he recuperated and was carefully nurtured back to health afterward, he often suffered from coughs and hemoptysis, which the Imperial Physicians were helpless to cure.

"Though it's a chronic issue, it's not a big problem. Persist in taking medicine for three months, and the coughing illness will be cured," Yang Mengchen stated indifferently.

Min Luozhan's heavy heart finally relaxed, "Many thanks to Ms. Yang!" He had no doubts about Ms. Yang's Medical Skills.

And Long Xuanmo too felt relieved; fortunately, his brother-in-law's condition was not like that of Eldest Imperial Sister, requiring great exertion from Ah Jiu, otherwise, he would have firmly disagreed.

"I'll send someone with the medicine tomorrow," Yang Mengchen said as she put the pulse pillow into her bag and stood up, getting ready to leave.

Just then, a low voice from outside the window brought Hai Tang's news, "Miss, this servant has an urgent matter to report."

After exchanging a glance with Long Xuanmo and Min Luo Zhan, Yang Mengchen instructed Hai Tang to enter the parlor.

"Miss, this is the secret message Sister Lu has just sent to The Capital," Hai Tang removed the secret letter from the pigeon's foot and handed it to Yang Mengchen.

After Yang Mengchen read it, she handed it to Long Xuanmo, who then passed it to Min Luozhan. Having read the contents of the secret message, Min Luozhan slammed his palm onto the table, "This treacherous slave who betrays her own master, she deserves to die!"

His mother-in-law and his wife had always trusted and valued Sister Lu. To think that his mother-in-law was repeatedly schemed against, his wife inadvertently ingested Sterility Powder, and his sister-in-law was frightened into muteness— all were connected to Sister Lu.

When he heard of Sister Lu's deeds from his wife, if it weren't for his wife's persuasion, he would have killed that treacherous slave there and then!

Taking the secret message, Yang Mengchen imitated the handwriting on it and wrote a fake report for Hai Tang, who immediately inserted it into the small iron cylinder attached to the pigeon's leg and released the pigeon, which spread its wings and flew in the direction of The Capital.

"Rather than startle the snake by beating the grass, I think the Eldest Princess and the prince consort should stay," Yang Mengchen suggested to Min Luozhan.

"Ah Jing and I naturally will stay," Min Luozhan replied with a furrow in his brow. "However, Sister Lu goes to Huangjue Temple to offer prayers on the fifteenth of every month, claiming it's to bless her deceased husband and son, but in reality, she must be meeting that person and her son. If Sister Lu doesn't go to Huangjue Temple on schedule, I fear that person might become suspicious."

Min Luozhan's words were reasonable. After contemplating for a moment, Yang Mengchen's eyes brightened, and she turned to look at Long Xuanmo who was also looking her way; the two exchanged glances.

Long Xuanmo spoke coldly, "Their secret communications are all within our grasp. We just need to have someone impersonate Eldest Imperial Sister, her prince consort, and Sister Lu. Then announce that Eldest Imperial Sister is in low spirits and her husband is taking her around to lift her mood. That way, that person will not suspect anything.

As for our father and mother, I will explain in a letter myself."

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