Despite being past the age of twenty, Chu Tianhe felt quite aggrieved when facing his older sister.

"I was so worried that I couldn't wait to get there as soon as I heard the news. If you think I did something wrong, I'll let you decide what to do when we get back."

Chu Yuye sighed and said, "There are countless eyes watching us inside and outside the capital. Now that you've come out, there are probably a lot of people following behind you."

Chu Tianhe asked, somewhat puzzled, "Sister, isn't this a good thing? Now that you're alright, it would be good to return to the capital and shut up those gossipy people."

Chu Yuye said to Ning Ye with a slight apology, "I'm really sorry, Young Master Ning, I'm afraid I have to take my leave now. If this causes you any trouble, you can write to me at any time, and I will do my best to help you."

Ning Ye smiled slightly, "It's alright. After all, I'm only temporarily working for Lord Wang. If those people want to cause trouble, they should go to Lord Wang instead."

Chu Yuye was naturally aware of Wang Mingyuan. As a member of the Wang family, he could turn a blind eye to some things, and those people naturally didn't dare to be too arrogant.

"That would be best, but if something does happen, there's no need to worry."

Ning Ye nodded, then asked, "I've always heard Her Highness say that the Second Prince is frail and sickly. I've noticed he's been coughing a lot. I wonder what illness he has?"

Chu Tianhe took the initiative to speak, saying, "I've had lung disease for many years, and it's never gotten better. Even taking medicine hasn't helped, so I've just resigned myself to it."

Ning Ye became interested. "I wonder if Your Highness could describe the symptoms in detail? Perhaps I can help you."

Chu Yuye naturally knew that Ning Ye was different from others in many ways, and if what Ning Ye said was true, there might actually be some hope.

“My brother has always had a severe cough, and sometimes he can’t breathe at all. He has almost died a few times.”

Upon hearing these symptoms, Ning Ye could basically confirm that it was asthma, which was indeed almost incurable in ancient times.

This matter is probably not unsolvable for me, after all, I have a lot of various medicines stockpiled on hand.

"Please wait here for a moment while I go and fetch something for you. This may be able to cure the Second Prince's illness."

After saying that, Ning Ye turned and went to his small house, which was filled with various medicines and small items that he had exchanged from the system shop and were not yet of use.

Ning Ye really wanted to complain about this. Once you exchange for this item, you have to find a place to put it. If there were a system space, he wouldn't have to go through all this trouble.

After rummaging through drawers and cabinets, Ning Ye finally found the bottle of special spray. This thing wasn't for relieving symptoms, but for completely curing the problem. As long as the medicine inside was used up completely according to the instructions, it could completely solve a person's problem.

This product wasn't originally intended solely for treating asthma. Strictly speaking, this spray can completely cure any lung-related ailment, except for cancer.

After Ning Ye retrieved the item, he handed it directly to Chu Tianhe. "If Your Highness believes me, you can try it now. Just spit this into your mouth twice."

Looking at this medicine he had never seen before, Chu Tianhe tentatively turned his gaze to Chu Yuye.

Only after Chu Yuye nodded did Chu Tianhe dare to put the thing in his mouth. After all, as a prince, he should at least have a basic sense of safety.

As the cool mist entered his body, Chu Tianhe immediately felt that his previously extremely uncomfortable chest was now somewhat different.

It was like a long-awaited rain after a drought, easily calming down that feeling of complete discomfort.

Chu Tianhe took a deep breath and found that he did not cough as before, which made him very happy.

Chu Yuye asked cautiously, "Tianhe, how do you feel now?"

Chu Tianhe said earnestly, "Although I don't know if this medicine can cure my illness, at least I can no longer feel the pain I used to experience. If it's just relief, I think this medicine is really great."

Upon hearing this, Chu Yuye could no longer control herself and burst into tears of joy. Even when she learned that there was a rebellion, she probably hadn't been this excited. It seems that her younger brother truly held a very high place in her heart, to the point that he was irreplaceable.

Chu Yuye turned around and grabbed Ning Ye's hand. This sudden action startled Ning Ye. He tried to pull his hand back, but he couldn't because Chu Yuye was very strong. If he tried to break free, he might hurt her.

"Young Master Ning, is this medicine truly effective in curing my brother's illness? Is it even available? If you know the prescription, I'm willing to pay any price and do anything for you."

At this moment, Chu Yuye could no longer care about anything else; her eyes were filled only with a longing for hope. She was willing to pay any price as long as Chu Tianhe's illness could be cured.

Ning Ye said awkwardly, "Your Highness, please be a little more careful. Men and women should not touch each other. This is quite impolite."

Ning Ye also wanted to continue to feel the soft, jade-like hand, but Chu Tianhe's eyes were practically blazing with anger. If he continued to hold it, the two of them would end up fighting.

Reminded by Ning Ye, Chu Yuye released her hand as if she had been electrocuted. "I'm so sorry, I couldn't control myself for a moment. But please tell me the truth about what I asked earlier, Young Master Ning."

Chu Tianhe's eyes also held a hint of expectation. If one could live like a normal person, who would want to be treated as a sickly person?

Ning Ye cleared his throat and said, "Please rest assured, Your Highness, one bottle of this medicine is enough for one application each morning, noon and evening. Spray it twice each time, and I believe that Prince Er's illness will be completely cured by the time it is finished."

As Ning Ye finished speaking, Chu Yuye and Chu Tianhe both breathed a sigh of relief. They were really afraid that this hope would slip away from them again, but now they no longer had to be afraid.

Chu Yuye looked at Ning Ye with a complicated expression, because he didn't know how he could ever repay this debt of gratitude, which was simply too great.