Qiuju went out to greet them, and saw a girl dressed as a maid peeking inside.

Qiuju asked, "Is your residence far away?"

The maid replied, "Not far, east of the city."

"Let her in to talk."

From behind the screen, a melodious voice, as sweet as a nightingale's song, rang out.

Qiuju led her maid inside and was slightly taken aback when she saw Jiang Shuyue. She hadn't expected the legendary young lady to be so young and beautiful, unlike what she had imagined.

The maidservant bowed and said, "Greetings, young lady. My master's household is the Prime Minister's residence. Would you mind coming with me?"

Although Du Yutong had exchanged birth certificates with the Wei family, she had never been to the Wei family and did not know any of their servants.

She exchanged a glance with Jiang Shuyue and asked the maid, "Shouldn't the Prime Minister's residence have a physician? Why do we need to come out and invite a doctor?"

The maidservant nervously tugged at the hem of her dress and respectfully replied, "The physician of the household is a man; it is more convenient for a woman to treat her illness."

Du Yutong wanted to ask which woman from the Wei family was ill, but Jiang Shuyue stopped her with a look and agreed to go to the Prime Minister's residence.

After seeing Du Yutong off, Jiang Shuyue and Qiu Ju instructed the female doctors to close the clinic and go home early, then boarded the carriage at the Prime Minister's residence.

Upon entering the Prime Minister's residence, the two, mistress and servant, followed the maid to the back courtyard.

After entering the second hanging flower gate, Qiuju saw that the direction she was heading was not towards the main courtyard of the mansion. She stopped and asked the maid, "Who is your master?"

The maid avoided eye contact, then curtsied to the two women again, saying, "Please forgive me, young lady, my mistress is willing to pay double the consultation fee."

"How dare you! A mere concubine dares to come and ask my daughter to come to our house for a medical consultation; you truly have no sense of propriety!"

Qiuju was furious. Her aunt was nothing but a piece of trash in the inner quarters. For her to treat such a lowly thing was an insult to her young lady's eyes.

Qiu Ju angrily pulled Jiang Shuyue and turned to walk back.

The maid hurriedly chased after them and knelt down in front of them with a "plop." "Please forgive me, young lady. It's not that I underestimated you, but it's a matter of life and death, and I dared not reveal that I was treating your aunt."

"Never mind, we're already here. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda."

Jiang Shuyue squeezed Qiuju's hand tightly back.

Qiuju understood that her young mistress wanted to see if that concubine was Jiang Jiaojiao.

Upon hearing that Jiang Shuyue was willing to stay and provide medical care, the maidservant quickly kowtowed, "Thank you, Miss. Now that I have invited you here, my aunt will not punish me."

From her words, one can see how difficult it was for the maids working in the Prime Minister's residence.

"Alright, lead the way."

Jiang Shuyue didn't ask which concubine in the mansion she was, and turned to continue walking forward.

After walking through a long corridor and a small garden, looking ahead, you can see a grove of trees in the distance, with two separate courtyards next to it.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that weeds grew rampant on both sides of the road outside the courtyard, and fallen leaves that had not yet been swept remained on the stone path.

The secluded courtyard gave off a desolate feeling, which showed that this concubine was not favored.

Could it be her?!

At this moment, the maid pushed open the courtyard gate and welcomed the two inside.

"Miss, wake up! You can't be hurt!"

A woman's cries came from inside the room. The voice was all too familiar; it was Caiyan, Jiang Jiaojiao's personal maid.

Jiang Shuyue and Qiu Ju paused, exchanged a silent glance, and thought to themselves, "What a small world!"

"What are you howling about! She's just a lowly concubine, she just tripped and fell! I've already sent someone out of the manor to fetch a female doctor, what's the big deal?"

Another fierce roar came from inside the house.

“Aunt Chen, you are also an aunt, how can you belittle yourself! If you hadn’t bumped into my mistress, she wouldn’t have fallen.” Caiyan retorted without backing down.

"Ahem, the female doctor from Jishetang has arrived."

The maid lifted the curtain, and Jiang Shuyue and Qiu Ju walked in expressionlessly.

"you……"

When Caiyan saw Jiang Shuyue and Qiuju, her expression was quite varied.

She knew that Jishetang was run by the eldest young lady, but she never dreamed that Aunt Chen would invite the eldest young lady over.

She thought Aunt Chen would just send a midwife over to get by.

The room was simply furnished, and the strong smell of rouge made Jiang Shuyue frown slightly.

The person lying on the bed had their eyes closed, while a plump middle-aged woman sat at the table.

The woman's head was adorned with jewels and she wore a dress that wasn't her usual color, clearly indicating that she was a concubine.

With delicate features, she was clearly a beauty in her youth, and her alluring eyes blazed with anger.

Upon seeing the person arrive, she forcefully suppressed her anger.

"Doctor...please take a look at my aunt." Caiyan originally wanted to call her the eldest young lady, but thinking that she was already a divorced young lady, calling her that would arouse suspicion, she quickly changed her address.

At this moment, Caiyan was anxious and didn't have time to think much. She was afraid that if anything happened to Jiang Jiaojiao, Aunt Chen would definitely find a slave trader to sell her.

Aunt Chen was used to putting on airs and had an indifferent expression. She glanced at Jiang Jiaojiao lying on the bed.

He said in a calm tone, "Could you please take her pulse and see if the boy in her belly is alright?"

Aunt Chen emphasized the word "boy".

Aunt Chen was seething with anger, but she couldn't vent it or swallow it down.

Despite all precautions, this bitch still got pregnant, and she kept insisting that she was carrying a son.

What's most infuriating is that both the First Madam and the Old Madam want this child, saying that the Wei family needs a large and prosperous family.

She didn't mean to bump into this wretched woman today; who knew she would suddenly appear around the corner? The old lady has spoken: if this wretched woman's unborn child is not safe, she will be demoted to a lowly concubine.

Qiu Ju glanced coldly at the person on the bed, then turned to look at Jiang Shuyue with resentment.

Jiang Shuyue gently shook her head, indicating that Qiuju should not be angry.

She wouldn't mind seeing a concubine, or even a beggar; in the face of life, everyone is equal—this was a belief ingrained in her soul.

When I see Jiang Jiaojiao, how she treats me depends entirely on her mood.

"It's too noisy inside, everyone go outside and wait," Jiang Shuyue said calmly.

Aunt Chen left the room with her maid. Caiyan bit her lip, looking like she wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, she didn't say anything and left with her head down.

Jiang Jiaojiao, who was on the bed, was not unconscious. Upon hearing the familiar voice, she dug her fingers into her flesh.

Hearing everyone leave the room, Jiang Jiaojiao's mind raced. How could she face Jiang Shuyue in her current disheveled state?

She, once so proud, now wants to trample the other person into the mud.

Even though she herself is now a concubine who cannot be brought into the open, she still stands high above, exuding an air of nobility as striking as a peony.

Jiang Shuyue saw the eyelashes of the person on the bed trembling, and she curled her lips into a mocking smile.

"Whether this concubine wakes up on her own or I have to prick her with a needle, she should think it over carefully."

"Miss, let's use silver needles. Long needles are more effective; they'll wake you up with just one prick," Qiuju said, opening her medicine box.

Hearing the noise, Jiang Jiaojiao panicked and quickly opened her eyes.

When their eyes meet, it is said that enemies meeting are filled with intense hatred.

Jiang Jiaojiao glared angrily, while Jiang Shuyue remained calm and composed, as if she did not recognize the person in front of her.