This old man's mind was undoubtedly filled with a grand narrative: how Prince An, Zhu Yu, would use this assassination attempt to frame the other princes vying for the throne through their imperial physicians; how those princes would swear before the emperor that they had no ambition, but behind the scenes, they would use various poisonings, assassinations, and conspiracies, causing bloodshed throughout Shengjing. Finally, he imagined "Prince An" being riddled with arrows, paving the way for the other princes' glorious achievements—and so on.

Lu Xiaoyun didn't show it on her face, but her back was actually covered in cold sweat. That wasn't what she meant at all. How could this person be so good at making things up?

He said calmly, "Well, it's good that you're alright. I didn't mean anything by it. Physician Jiang's medical skills are superb, so I don't think there will be anything wrong. There's no need to worry. I'm tired. If you have nothing else, you may leave."

Physician Jiang let out a soft "hmm" in his heart, but ultimately didn't say it aloud, letting out a silent sigh of relief.

It scared him to death.

The others exchanged glances, each understanding perfectly, and then quickly left the house.

Lu Xiaoyun's face darkened, as if she were trying to drag them into a palace intrigue.

Seeing everyone leave, Lu Xiaoyun breathed a long sigh of relief and rubbed her temples.

Having just recovered from serious injuries, and after a battle of wits with Zhu Yu, plus Fang Shi's interference, Lu Xiaoyun was somewhat exhausted.

Jiang Chuan hurriedly asked, "Your Highness, are you tired?"

Lu Xiaoyun gave a faint "hmm".

"Then you should take a nap. I'll stay here at the door. Just let me know if you need anything."

"good."

Lu Xiaoyun had just lain down when the steward rushed in to report: "Your Highness, Consort Duan is here, she will arrive in about an hour."

Consort Duan? Zhu Yu's mother. Since he was injured and his life was hanging by a thread, she has never come to visit him once. Why is she here now that he has just woken up?

Has he finally had a change of heart?

According to the memories given by the original owner, Zhu Yu had a very strained relationship with his birth mother, and Zhu Yu did not grow up with his birth mother from a young age.

The steward glanced at Lu Xiaoyun cautiously and said, "The eunuch who delivered the message said that Consort Duan has stayed at Prince An's residence this time and will not return to the palace."

Lu Xiaoyun sat bolt upright: "What!"

The emperor is still alive and well, so why would his concubine leave the palace and stay at her son's residence?

Weren't these rules the most important in ancient times?

Could it be that she hasn't even helped Zhu Yu marry Ren Yong'an yet, and this mother-in-law/daughter-in-law war is already about to begin?

"Father has given his permission?"

"yes."

The steward lowered his head, his heart trembling. Despite the cold weather, his back was already soaked with cold sweat. The prince and Consort Duan had never been close. If the prince was unwilling, he, the person caught in the middle, would suffer greatly.

Moreover, they couldn't bear the stigma of the prince being unfilial.

Lu Xiaoyun waved her hand: "If that's the case, take some people and prepare a courtyard to properly settle Mother Consort."

The housekeeper paused for a moment, looked up, and saw Lu Xiaoyun's gaze sweeping over him. He quickly lowered his head again.

"Yes, Your Highness. What do you think of this old servant preparing Yunmei Garden for Consort Duan to live in?"

The steward cautiously probed, "This old servant has heard that Consort Duan is extremely fond of red plum blossoms. That courtyard is filled with red plum trees, and the red plum blossoms are in full bloom right now. Moreover, that courtyard is large enough to accommodate the people Consort Duan brings to serve her."

The number of palace maids, servants, and eunuchs brought by Consort Duan must have been at least several dozen. Apart from the main courtyard of the Prince, Yunmei Garden was the largest in the mansion.

Most importantly, this manor never had a single female fly before. Now that so many women have arrived, they can only be housed in one place, which is a bit far from the main courtyard of the prince. It is the best place for their current mother-son relationship.

Yunmei Garden was built along with the Prince An's Mansion. After it was renovated, the prince ordered people to collect all kinds of red plum blossoms from various places and plant them all over the garden, but no one has lived there to this day.

When Consort Duan saw the red plum blossoms filling the courtyard, her heart warmed, and perhaps this would ease the tension between her and the Prince.

Lu Xiaoyun, of course, did not know where Yunmei Garden was, but she knew that since the steward said so, it must be right. So she nodded and said, "Yes, I also think Yunmei Garden is nice. You should take people to tidy it up immediately."

The steward's initial uncertainty dissipated, and a smile instantly appeared on his face: "Alright, this old servant will take some people to tidy up right away."

Lu Xiaoyun waved her hand, and the housekeeper left the room.

Seeing that the "Prince" was really tired and his complexion was not good, Jiang Chuan quickly tucked the blanket around Lu Xiaoyun: "Your Highness, Consort Duan will not arrive for another hour. Please sleep for a while. I will wake you up when she arrives."

Lu Xiaoyun nodded: "Okay."

Jiang Chuan left the house and gently closed the door.

Lu Xiaoyun closed her eyes, but unexpectedly, the image of Zhu Yu with a pale face and his shoulder soaked in blood suddenly jumped into her mind.

She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and went back to sleep, ignoring him—at least not today.

We have to make him suffer more so that we can get some interest for the original owner!

However, the image of Zhu Yu sweating profusely and trembling all over his body kept creeping into her mind, making it impossible for her to sleep.

Besides, this is the original owner's body, and it might still be her body in the future.

You have to take care of your own body.

"Jiang Chuan!"

Jiang Chuan hurriedly pushed the door open and entered from the outside: "Your Highness, are you feeling unwell? I will go and fetch Physician Jiang immediately?"

Seeing Jiang Chuan rushing out without waiting for her to speak, she sighed and called out to him, "Come back!"

Jiang Chuan quickly turned around: "Your Highness."

Lu Xiaoyun stared at the top of the tent with wide eyes: "Did Imperial Physician Jiang examine his injuries, and those of the Princess?"

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