In the Prajna Hall of the Marquis' Mansion, Nanny Zhao led her nephew Zhao Bai into the hall to report the situation to the old lady Hong Yingrong.

"Madam, Zhao Bai has been brought here." Madam Zhao said softly.

Zhao Bai pretended to be a peddler selling straw sandals last night and squatted outside Maoer Hutong all night. Although he was exposed to a lot of cold wind, he still had a good harvest.

This morning at dawn, just as the rooster was about to crow, Xue Yuanchu's carriage quietly left the yard.

Zhao Bai kept his composure and waited for the carriage to leave the alley before quietly following it.

Unexpectedly, the carriage did not return directly to the Marquis' Mansion, but instead went to an antiques, calligraphy and painting shop opened by Xue Yuanchu on West Market Street. This shop was opened by Xue Yuanchu with his spare money a few years ago.

The shop owner mainly collected various kinds of ancient books and rare porcelain for him, and also provided a place for the children of aristocratic families to gather and communicate.

Although distinguished guests often visit the shop, it does not make much money and serves more as a place for elegant gatherings.

When the carriage arrived at the shop, Guanqi knocked on the door and said softly, "I am Guanqi."

The shop owner came out from the back and removed a door panel.

Xue Yuanchu did not get off the car, but a ten-year-old servant wrapped in an old cloak got off the car.

After Guanqi whispered a few words to the shopkeeper, the child entered the store.

Afterwards, Guanqi got on the carriage and it returned to the Marquis's Mansion.

Zhao Bai also followed back. After changing into a clean coat at the gatehouse, he went to find his aunt, Zhao Ma, and reported to the old lady in detail what he had seen and heard.

Hong Yingrong pondered for a moment and gave a subtle look to Madam Zhao. There were some questions that she was not comfortable asking directly.

Aunt Zhao understood and lowered her voice to ask her nephew, "You haven't been to places like brothels?"

Zhao Bai lowered his head and replied, "I've been following you all the way these past few days, and we've only been to Mao'er Hutong. We haven't been to the brothel once."

"One time, when I was drinking tea with Guanqi, the prince's companion, in the gatehouse, I pretended to be curious and asked about this matter. Guanqi said frankly, 'The prince is worried that those places are crowded with people and gossips, especially since the old marquis passed away not long ago. He doesn't want to go there and attract criticism and become a topic of conversation.'"

Upon hearing this, Hong Yingrong nodded slightly.

As Zhao Ma Ma escorted her nephew out of the courtyard, she warned him again, "When you work for the old lady, be sure to be careful with your words and actions. Be careful with your words. If you have any questions, come to me."

Zhao Bai agreed repeatedly: "I will remember what my aunt said and do my best to do it."

Nanny Zhao was originally Hong Yingrong's maid, so her brothers naturally all worked in the Hong Mansion.

Over the years, several of his nephews have grown up, and Zhao Bai is one of them. Because he couldn't make a name for himself in the Hong Mansion, he came to his aunt and stayed in the Marquis' Mansion to run errands. Now, his mind is full of thoughts about doing some satisfactory tasks for the old lady Hong Yingrong, so that he can be promoted to a manager in the future.

After returning to the Prajna Hall, Nanny Zhao comforted Hong Yingrong, saying, "The Crown Prince is a man who knows the importance of things and won't act rashly at this moment. As for the servant who was sent to the shop last night, I will have Zhao Bai go check on him in a few days and find out what happened."

"This is the only way now," Hong Yingrong sighed, "as long as Yuanchu behaves properly and doesn't cause any trouble, it'll be fine."

At this time, Bing Qiao, the maidservant from Jiang Shuxiu's room, walked into the Prajna Hall and announced in a clear voice, "Old Madam, Imperial Physician Zhang from the palace has arrived. The young lady has arranged for him to stay in the Xiangyun Hall. I asked this servant to ask Old Madam to move over so that Imperial Physician Zhang can check your pulse."

Madam Zhao responded calmly, "I understand. Please ask Imperial Physician Zhang to take the young lady's pulse first. The old lady will come over after she changes her clothes."

"Yes, I obey your command." Bing Qiao bowed respectfully and retreated lightly.

At this moment, in the Xiangyun Hall, Jiang Shuxiu was sitting beside the round table in the flower hall, with her personal Madam Zhou, her maid Rui'er, and Lai Xi by her side.

Rui'er carefully covered Jiang Shuxiu's slender wrist with a brocade handkerchief, while Doctor Zhang sat upright, concentrating on taking her pulse.

Mother Zhou carefully explained to Doctor Zhang, "Ever since the young lady switched to your prescription, Doctor Zhang, her cold hands and feet during the winter-spring transition have greatly improved. She no longer coughs in early spring. She only occasionally feels lost in thought in the afternoon. In addition to your prescription, she's also taking tonic ginseng pills."

Doctor Zhang stroked his goatee, nodded slightly, and looked thoughtful.

He then asked, "Excuse me, but may I ask if the young lady's menstruation is regular?"

Mother Zhou glanced at Young Madam Jiang Shuxiu, who nodded slightly, indicating that she should tell the truth.

"The date is accurate every month." Mother Zhou replied.

Doctor Zhang nodded with satisfaction after hearing this and said, "It seems that the young lady is no longer in danger. As for your wish, it will depend on opportunity in the future."

Hearing this, Jiang Shuxiu's face immediately broke into a bright smile, and Zhou's mother and Lai Xi could hardly hide their inner joy.

Rui'er was even happier for her daughter. Since she was also responsible for taking care of Jiang Shuxiu's daily diet and daily life, she further inquired, "Imperial Physician, the Marquis's Mansion received a lot of northern ginseng and antlers this year. The old lady also instructed us to use these herbs to make soups and dishes for the young lady. Will these herbs conflict with the medications she is taking?"

Doctor Zhang replied, "It's fine to use it in moderation, but be careful not to overdo it. As the saying goes, 'water overflows.' The best way is to let the young lady's body recover and strengthen its vitality naturally."

Once these words were said, people felt even more convinced.

On the other side, Hong Yingrong came out of the Prajna Hall, accompanied by Madam Zhao and her maid Hanqiao.

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