Seeing Old Man Wuwei open the door and walk out, the anxious crowd waiting outside all surrounded him, each looking at him with hope and trepidation.

"She's out of danger now, but her body is still very weak, so don't stay too long," he said.

Like the sound of heavenly music, the crowd was briefly stunned, then wildly ecstatic, with everyone crying tears of joy.

Long Xuanmo was the first to rush in, upon seeing Yang Mengchen lying on the bed, her eyes open and her face still pale as snow, but with a restored breath of life, he slowly walked to her bedside and sat down. Tears flooded his eyes without a sound, his lips quivering continuously, and it took him a long while to say in a hoarse voice, "Jiujiu, you're awake."

"Mm-hm." Yang Mengchen, looking at a markedly gaunt Long Xuanmo with bloodshot eyes, was slightly moved, but remembering what her master had just said, and how she had just rejected him not long ago, she still felt somewhat awkward: "The Prince has had a hard time these days; you should go back and rest well."

Of course, Long Xuanmo didn't want to leave, but considering that Jiujiu had just woken up and needed to rest quietly, and having previously declared in public that he would listen to Jiujiu's words unconditionally, he gazed at her deeply for a moment, stood up, and reluctantly left.

Mo Yun and the others stood at the door and, seeing Long Xuanmo's deep feelings for Yang Mengchen, they unanimously suppressed their eagerness to see her and quietly waited outside.

"Thank you, old Taoist, for saving Jiujiu's life!" The elders of the Yang family bowed, while the younger generations and servants knelt to kowtow.

"There's no need for formalities," said Old Man Wuwei, smiling as he raised his hand. "The girl is my beloved disciple; naturally, I wouldn't stand by idly."

Aside from the Yang family and Weichi Kong, Old Master Shao, and Old Hai, the rest were both surprised and delighted.

They were already aware that this old Taoist was the famous Old Man Wuwei, whom even the emperors of several nations would treat with great respect. No wonder Ms. Yang was so exceptionally intelligent. After all, Old Man Wuwei himself was virtually omnipotent, viewed as a godlike figure in the hearts of the people, and his disciples were certainly unparalleled.

Prince Ning and his wife, Long Jingxi, breathed a sigh of relief. Given Ms. Yang's identity as a disciple of Old Man Wuwei, they hoped the Emperor would not oppose Ah Mo taking Ms. Yang as his Official Wife.

The five little ones clamored to see Yang Mengchen, and Lady Xiao and the others couldn't dissuade them. Just when they were at a loss, they saw Long Xuanmo come out and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The little ones clambered up onto the bed with hands and feet, their wet big eyes looking at Yang Mengchen: "Sister (Auntie), you scared the baby."

"It won't happen again." Gently stroking the five little concerned faces with her hand, Yang Mengchen spoke in a gentle tone tinged with apology.

"Sister, let's make a pinky promise." Xiao Yichen stretched out his chubby little fingers and hooked Yang Mengchen's pinky: "A pinky promise to hang, for a hundred years we won't change! Sister must keep her word, oh!"

Yang Mengchen nodded, smiling: "Sister will keep her word."

"I want to make a pinky promise too." The remaining four little ones didn't want to miss out and, after receiving Yang Mengchen's promise, smiled adorably and cutely.

With Yang Mengchen awakening, everyone relaxed, and seeing this, they couldn't help but laugh heartily. Remembering Old Man Wuwei's advice, they soon left the room one after another.

Watching the crowd's caring, reassured, and joyful faces, Yang Mengchen was both moved and filled with self-reproach and regret. If it weren't for her master's timely appearance and awakening her, she would have missed out on all this deep warmth and affection. Now that her inner demons had been dispelled, she would live well and cherish the kindness that fate had shown her.

After talking for a while, Yang Mengchen began to feel exhausted. Sister Jin and others attended to her as she went to sleep, and no one else disturbed her.

Hang Qingming wanted to visit Yang Mengchen, but unfortunately, Mo Yun and the others stood firmly at the doorway, staring menacingly at the master and servants; Hang Qingming had no choice but to leave.

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