Jiang Luoluo stepped forward, curtsied to Jiang Muyan, and said softly, "Thank you for taking charge of today's events, Second Uncle."

Jiang Muyan wore a sorrowful expression, seemingly deeply grieving the passing of Jiang Chengfeng and his wife, but his tone remained firm, "Luo Luo, your eldest brother is gone. If you encounter any problems in the future, just come to your second uncle."

Jiang Luoluo smiled slightly and said softly, "Okay, Luoluo thanks Second Uncle."

As Xie Yizhi and Jiang Luoluo walked further and further away, Jiang Yunjiao's reluctant gaze still followed Xie Yizhi's retreating figure, her eyes filled with reluctance.

Lu Baimei came up, and seeing this, Jiang Yunjiao took her hand and said coquettishly, "Mother, His Highness Prince Yi, he..." Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Muyan and Lu Baimei said in unison, "Give up on that idea."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yunjiao's eyes immediately welled up with tears, and she stamped her feet anxiously, "Mother, you know what I'm thinking!"

Lu Baimei gently wiped away the tears from Jiang Yunjiao's eyes with a handkerchief and comforted her, "Yunjiao, you can choose any good young man in the capital, but Prince Yi is absolutely out of the question."

In a moment of desperation, Jiang Yunjiao snatched the handkerchief from Lu Baimei's hand, wiped her tears, and hurriedly turned and ran back.

Lu Baimei glanced helplessly at Jiang Muyan, who looked heartbroken. "Tell her to give up on this idea as soon as possible, otherwise she will surely make a big mistake in the future."

Lu Baimei sighed, "Master, today you..."

Jiang Muyan glanced at the entrance of General Weiyuan's mansion. Xie Yizhi and Jiang Luoluo were already gone. He gestured to Lu Baimei, "Let's go inside and talk."

The two went inside, and Jiang Muyan roughly recounted what had happened to Lu Baimei. Lu Baimei listened, her face showing shock, "Your older brother really..."

Jiang Muyan nodded, his tone steady, "His Highness Prince Yi came personally with the Emperor's decree to inform us; how could it be false?"

As the two walked through the covered corridor, they heard Su Cuirong's furious cursing and Yao Shiyu's soft sobbing as they stepped into the front hall.

When Su Cuirong saw Jiang Muyan enter, she hurriedly stood up from her chair, her finger trembling as she pointed at him, and exclaimed excitedly, "Second brother, second brother, that's your own sister! How could you be so heartless!"

Jiang Muyan gave Lu Baimei a wink, and Lu Baimei stepped forward and helped Su Cuirong sit back down in her chair.

Jiang Muyan then took Yao Shiyu to the study.

As soon as Yao Shiyu entered the door, she knelt down with a thud, her eyes brimming with tears. "Second Uncle, please save my mother! My mother was tricked by Jiang Luoluo. Wang Mazi and her accomplices framed my mother!"

Jiang Muyan snorted coldly, "Shiyu, I've been in officialdom for many years and have seen countless people. How could your second uncle not see what kind of person you are and what kind of person your mother is?"

He paused, then changed his tone, becoming somewhat stern, "You always encourage your grandmother to be dissatisfied with Jiang Luoluo. Your second uncle thinks these are just your daughters' ways of vying for favor, and they're all insignificant."

But today, such a humiliating incident has occurred at Yun Jiao's coming-of-age ceremony. How can others not laugh at our Ministry of Revenue Vice Minister's residence?

Upon hearing these words, Yao Shiyu felt a chill run down her spine. It turned out that her secret actions had already been exposed to others.

She could only weep even more to hide her inner turmoil and anxiety. "Second Uncle, please, for the sake of our sibling relationship, save my mother! I've already lost my father, I can't lose my mother too!"

Jiang Muyan pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed heavily, "Shiyu, it's not that your second uncle doesn't want to help you. When you came back from Yunchuan, how could you not know about your eldest uncle's affairs?"

Prince Yi has come today to discuss this matter with me, bearing His Majesty's decree. If I do not take a firm stance, what will His Majesty think of the Jiang family?

A sinister glint flashed in Yao Shiyu's eyes. She knew Jiang Muyan was a fence-sitter, and his greatest skill was judging the situation.

Jiang Yuelan's matter was hopeless, and she felt a little desperate. She bowed her head and kowtowed heavily to Jiang Muyan, "No matter what, I still want to thank my second uncle."

After being coaxed and cajoled by Lu Baimei for a while, Su Cuirong finally calmed down and stopped making a fuss.

*

Jiang Luoluo had already sneezed several times. Xie Yizhi originally intended to discuss the events of the day with her again, but he saw that she looked tired and her nose was slightly red, obviously she had caught a cold.

He swallowed his words, and simply asked, "What does Miss Jiang intend to do with her aunt?"

Jiang Luoluo rubbed her itchy nose, her eyes showing a hint of fatigue, her head feeling dizzy, and her eyelids starting to droop.

To prevent Jiang Yuelan from tampering with the wine, she poured all the fruit wine into her sleeves. However, the autumn wind was strong, and with her clothes wet, she soon caught a chill.

Jiang Luoluo struggled to maintain her last shred of consciousness and uttered four words succinctly, "I want her, half her life!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she sneezed again. Xie Yizhi frowned slightly, took two steps forward, and naturally pulled up the hood of his black cloak, gently placing it over her head.

Xie Yizhi's worry was evident in his eyes, but his tone remained calm, "Use this kind of method that hurts the enemy a thousand while hurting yourself eight hundred less in the future. Remember, we are allies, and I will take responsibility for everything for you."

Jiang Luoluo raised her head, a layer of bright light appearing in her eyes, as if the Milky Way was reflected in them.

A slight smile touched her lips as she softly said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

A warm current seemed to flow into her heart, spreading through her limbs and bones, making her feel safe and secure like never before.

Xie Yizhi saw his reflection in her bright eyes, and with a slight smile, he said, "Hurry back, it's windy outside."

Only after Jiang Luoluo's figure disappeared inside the gates of General Weiyuan's mansion did Xie Yizhi withdraw his gaze and mount his horse.

His eyes turned cold, and he turned to look in the direction of the Vice Minister of Revenue's residence, calmly instructing, "Mo Feng, make a trip to the Court of Judicial Review."

Mo Yang, standing to the side, couldn't help but click his tongue twice in his mind: Someone else is going to be in trouble.

Before he could finish his thought, Xie Yizhi continued, "Mo Yang, go to the Imperial Hospital and ask for Physician Hu. We must immediately head to General Weiyuan's residence."

Mo Yang and Mo Feng accepted the order and left, while Xie Yizhi rode alone, heading straight for Zuiyue Tower.

*

As evening fell, Jiang Luoluo lay in bed, her head throbbing with pain and her forehead burning hot.

Dingdang was so anxious that she ran around in circles and hurriedly went to ask the family doctor for treatment, but was stopped by the old woman next to Su Cuirong.

The old woman said impatiently, "After returning from the residence of the Vice Minister of Revenue, the old lady has been feeling palpitations, shortness of breath, and weakness in her legs. The physician is currently administering acupuncture to her and cannot leave for the time being."

Dingdang was so angry that her teeth itched, but she dared not delay. She could only swallow her anger for the time being, take the silver note, and order her servant to quickly go to the pharmacy to invite the attending physician.

Unexpectedly, the servant rushed back as soon as he reached the gate, panting as he reported, "Miss, His Highness Prince Yi has arrived! He has brought the imperial physicians from the palace!"

Upon hearing this, Dingdang was overjoyed and quickly went to greet them at the door.