The servants brought food, and Lu Xiaoyun ordered someone to serve Zhu Yu and Feng Yan some liquid food, and then each of them was given a bowl of medicine.

After the two finished eating, Lu Xiaoyun wanted to go to the villa to interrogate the black-clad assassin, but Lu Yuyan refused to let her go no matter what.

He blocked Lu Xiaoyun's way: "You have injuries all over your body, big and small, and you didn't sleep all night yesterday. You haven't had a proper rest since today. Look at the state you are in now, you are extremely exhausted."

"My medicine can keep that black-clad assassin on hold for two days without any problem. You're not allowed to go today. Go to sleep. It's not too late to go tomorrow morning."

The guards stared at Lu Yuyan in disbelief. This Mr. Lu was incredibly audacious, daring to block their prince's path. Was he courting death?

If they remembered correctly, this person had only met the prince yesterday and was only brought back to the prince's residence today to be appointed as the prince's physician. How dare a mere physician speak to his prince like that?

"The whole trip will take at most two hours. After the interrogation, I promise to return to my residence to rest immediately."

Lu Yuyan refused to back down: "No, we must go now, immediately, to take a bath to get rid of the cold, and then rest."

The guards held their breath.

Lu Xiaoyun rubbed her temples helplessly: "Fine, fine, I'll listen to you, Xi Yi."

Xi Yi: "Master."

"I'll leave the interrogation of the assassin to you."

"yes!"

The guards stared wide-eyed as their cold and aloof Prince An returned to the main courtyard, bathed, changed out of his blood-stained clothes, and went to sleep.

Yuan Xiu had long since become a shrewd man. He had already lost the initiative by not seizing the opportunity today and sending someone to deliver a message to the prince to rescue the princess earlier. How could he possibly let such a great opportunity slip by now?

So he immediately ordered the servants in the mansion to bring in a lot of good things. By evening, the originally desolate and remote Feixue Garden had become the liveliest place in the entire Prince An's mansion.

Yuan Xiu even brought in craftsmen to renovate Feixue Garden and assigned several servants to take care of it.

There were no maids in the mansion, so he naturally dared not take the palace maids brought by Consort Duan. He immediately went to the market and bought several pretty and clean maids and several burly old women, waiting to personally train them and send them to Feixue Garden to serve him.

As Lu Yuyan came out of Li Feng's house and was about to go see Zhu Yu again, he saw Yan'er standing on tiptoe and peering into the house.

Lu Yuyan touched his nose, leaned against a pillar, crossed his legs, and chuckled, looking nonchalant.

"Hey pretty young lady, why don't you go in?"

Yan'er was startled. She turned around and saw that it was the country doctor that the prince had brought back. She gave him a disdainful look from head to toe. Seeing that he was still wearing a light gray coarse linen dress, she snorted and said, "Who do you think you are? It's none of your business whether I go in or not."

"Wow, she's got a hot girl, tsk tsk." Lu Yuyan pointed to her rather exposed neck. "In the dead of winter, dressed like this, women are inherently yin. What, aren't you afraid of the pain during your period, crying and screaming, or being unable to conceive after having sex with your man?"

Upon hearing this, Yan'er was both ashamed and furious. She stomped her foot and pointed at Lu Yuyan, shouting, "You...you...you shameless, lecherous scoundrel!"

Seeing Yan'er's face flushed red with anger and her temper flaring, Lu Yuyan snorted coldly, narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the fat woman leaning against the door frame staring at them, and then stepped into the house.

As soon as Lu Yuyan stepped into Zhu Yu's room, he saw Physician Jiang looking at him with a surprised expression.

"Incredible, absolutely incredible! Young man, you are truly a miracle doctor! Snatching someone from the jaws of death, amazing, truly amazing! I'm sixty-two years old, and I admire you, truly admire you!"

Lu Yuyan picked up a teacup, poured himself a glass of water, gulped it down, and lay down on the couch next to him: "I don't accept disciples, no matter how many nice words I say, it's useless."

Physician Jiang's eyes darkened, but he wasn't annoyed: "Young man, I am already extremely grateful that you didn't hide it from me when you performed the acupuncture. I trust you. You said Feng Yan would be fully recovered in two or three months, so he definitely will be fully recovered."

Lu Yuyan grabbed a book and covered his face with it.

Physician Jiang immediately said, "You rest, I'll stay here and watch over you."

Lu Yuyan didn't refuse: "Okay, I'll keep watch tonight. These two are going to cause quite a ruckus tonight."

Wu Chuan acted swiftly, dispatching 300 guards from the Prince's Palace, plus 200 hidden guards, for a total of 500 men who surrounded the entire Yunmei Garden.

Hearing the commotion, Consort Duan came out of the house. Seeing the courtyard surrounded by layers of people, her expression changed drastically. She shouted in a shrill voice, "What are you trying to do!"

Wu Chuan gripped his knife tightly, not even glancing at Consort Duan, and ordered the crowd: "By order of the Prince, Yunmei Garden and the others are not to leave even a step, or they will be dealt with according to military law!"

"Yes!" came the deafening roar.

Consort Duan was so frightened that she fell onto the chaise longue in the corridor, her fingers trembling as she pointed at the guards holding halberds and their grim faces: "You, you, you dare, you actually dare..."

Many of the guards had come down from the battlefield with Zhu Yu. Their faces were grim, exuding a chilling aura. They patrolled in an orderly manner, not even glancing at Consort Duan, who was furious and had her eyes bulging with rage.

"Zhu Yu, I am your birth mother! How dare you imprison your own mother? This is unfilial! Unfilial! I will go to the Jingzhao Prefecture, no, I will go to the Emperor and the Empress Dowager to accuse you of being an unfilial descendant!"

Consort Duan's face was contorted with rage as she shouted hoarsely towards the main courtyard.

Wu Chuan glanced at her coldly and said indifferently, "Your Highness, please be careful with your words. Only with maternal kindness can children be filial. If Your Highness has nothing else to do, you might as well spend more time studying Buddhism and copying Buddhist scriptures to cultivate your character."

Consort Duan stared at Wu Chuan with bloodshot eyes, wishing she could skin him alive. He was just her son's dog, how dare he treat her like this!

She was a noble imperial concubine!

Wu Chuan stopped looking at Consort Duan, waved his hand, and the people behind him closed the door, shutting out Consort Duan's vile insults.

"Your Highness, it's cold outside. Let me help you inside." Zhang Mama couldn't bear Consort Duan's increasingly harsh words any longer, so she stepped forward to help her inside.

"Get out of my way! You've come to laugh at me too, haven't you? I'm disliked by the Empress Dowager and the Emperor, and now I've been imprisoned by my own son. Are you happy now?!"

Consort Duan shoved Zhang Mama away, her voice shrill and high-pitched, making Zhang Mama's head buzz.

Zhang Mama was pale. She gestured for two palace maids to come over. Ignoring Consort Duan's punches and kicks, they carried her into the room and closed the door.

If she continues to curse like this, not a single servant in the entire Yunmei Garden will survive.

That night, Zhu Yu suffered from repeated high fevers, and several large bowls of medicine were given to him, but to no avail.