The person sitting behind the screen was none other than Song Yunzhi, the former eldest princess of the dynasty.

Jiang Shuyue quickly concealed her emotions, walked over, and asked in a calm tone, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I personally trained Yinqiao, so prescribing remedies for regulating menstruation is a piece of cake for her."

Jiang Shuyue certainly wouldn't say that Yinqiao was still in the learning stage of pulse diagnosis, and that she had compiled a few prescriptions for regulating menstruation and given them to them. They only needed to prescribe the medicine according to the patient's age and symptoms.

Jiang Shuyue walked to the table and sat down. She took out the pulse pillow and looked at Song Yunzhi calmly: "Please extend your right hand, Madam."

The way he looked at me was like he was looking at a complete stranger.

"Miss Jiang, don't you remember me?" Song Yunzhi was so surprised that she forgot to reach out her hand and looked Jiang Shu up and down carefully.

Her face was stunningly beautiful, her skin as white as snow, and she possessed a beauty that could topple kingdoms. There was also a beauty mark between her eyebrows. Who else could it be but her?

But those eyes seemed to pierce the soul, unlike those of a young lady from a noble family in the capital.

"Madam is too kind. My clinic has only been open for a short time. I have never seen you before, let alone remembered you." Jiang Shuyue smiled gently, not treating Song Yunzhi as a high and mighty princess from the previous dynasty.

Song Yunzhi was used to the awe others showed her, but when she saw the woman in front of her, her eyes remained unmoved, and she looked at her as if she were an ordinary person.

She raised an eyebrow slightly, placed her right hand on the pulse pillow, and said calmly, "I mistook you for someone else. I heard that your name is Shuyue, and your name and appearance are exactly the same as a daughter of an official in the capital. I thought you were her."

Jiang Shuyue placed her index and middle fingers on Song Yunzhi's pulse and smiled slightly. "There are so many people who look alike, not to mention their names. Among the women who come to Jishetang for treatment, there are quite a few with the same name."

Song Yunzhi began to hesitate. Could she really have made a mistake? Her eyebrows and features had lost their childishness; it was clearly her. Why deny it?

A moment later, Jiang Shuyue withdrew her hand, quickly wrote out a prescription, and pushed it to Song Yunzhi opposite her.

"The lady is overly worried, suffers from insomnia and vivid dreams, and the imbalance of qi and blood in her body has led to menstrual irregularities."

She couldn't say it was due to an imbalance of estrogen in her body; even if she did, the people here wouldn't understand.

Jiang Shuyue looked up and observed Song Yunzhi's complexion. The makeup on her face concealed her original skin, and from her dull and lifeless eyes, Jiang Shuyue concluded that if Song Yunzhi continued like this, her menopause would come early.

"I heard that the Emperor once summoned you?" Song Yunzhi continued to probe, unwilling to give up.

She quickly glanced at the prescription in front of her and, sure enough, it was exactly the same as the prescription written by the female medical apprentice.

"Yes, I am fortunate to have entered the palace to learn and exchange medical skills with the imperial physicians."

After Jiang Shuyue finished speaking, she turned to Yin Qiao, who was standing to the side, and said, "Please come in next."

Seeing that Jiang Shuyue's answer was flawless, Song Yunzhi had no choice but to get up and instruct the maid behind her, "Go to the counter to pay the consultation fee."

Before turning around, she took one last deep look at Jiang Shuyue.

Jiang Shuyue acted as if she hadn't seen him and continued to busy herself with seeing the next patient.

Qiu Ju was talking to the other female doctors on the other side with her head down. She only breathed a sigh of relief when she caught a glimpse of Song Yunzhi walking out of the clinic.

After seeing all the waiting patients, Jiang Shuyue gave Yin Qiao and the others some instructions before walking outside.

"Miss, my heart was in my throat just now. Did the Princess recognize us?" Qiuju hurried up and asked in a low voice.

"She doesn't even know you, what are you afraid of?"

“But she has seen you before, Miss! If she goesssip, it will be bad for you.” Qiu Ju followed Jiang Shuyue to the carriage waiting outside with a worried look on her face.

After sitting down, Jiang Shuyue lowered the carriage curtain and smiled faintly at Qiuju, "Your young lady has a powerful backer. After the palace examination, she will go to study at the Imperial Academy. What do I have to be afraid of?"

In ancient times, women in their boudoirs valued their reputation highly, even more than their lives.

Jiang Shuyue wasn't afraid. Besides, Song Yunzhi dared to ruin her reputation and even involved the Emperor. She bet that, given Xiao Jingzhao's vengeful nature, Song Yunzhi would definitely suffer the consequences.

Qiuju thought for a moment and then relaxed her brow.

That's right. With the Emperor protecting her, what else does she have to worry about?

But the thought of Miss's marriage troubled Qiuju again.

Jiang Shuyue instructed the coachman to go to the blacksmith's shop, which was located at the entrance of a small alley in the north of the city.

"Miss, you can just tell the servant what you need to do, there's no need for you to come in person." As soon as she got off the carriage, an unpleasant odor wafted over from somewhere, and Qiuju raised her hand to fan her nose.

"I don't trust anyone else to do this, and I don't know if I can find what I'm looking for here." Jiang Shuyue said, walking straight towards the blacksmith shop.

Hearing the clanging of blacksmithing coming from inside, Jiang Shuyue called out into the house, "Is anyone home?"

After calling out several times without receiving a response, the coachman saw Jiang Shuyue about to go inside and hurriedly stepped forward, saying, "Miss, be careful. It's dangerous inside the blacksmith's shop. I'll go in and call the manager out to talk to him."

Seeing the ironware lying haphazardly on the ground, Qiuju grabbed Jiang Shuyue's arm and said, "Miss, don't go in. Be careful of the nails on the ground."

After the servant went inside, the sound of blacksmithing stopped.

A short while later, a man dressed in thin clothes came out following the coachman.

"What does the young lady need? I can customize short swords and daggers."

Perhaps because a woman had once come to him to buy self-defense items, he started recommending things before Jiang Shuyue could even ask.

Following the direction the blacksmith pointed, there were indeed rows of swords of varying lengths hanging on the wall of the shop.

Jiang Shuyue shook her head. "I'm not buying swords. Do you make cart wheels? The small kind."

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