Chu Qinghe blushed and pretended to be embarrassed: "Mother, you can go out first."

"Also, have all the guards withdraw. I don't want to be watched by so many people taking off my pants."

"Um."

Before leaving, Consort Jing said something that contained a veiled warning to Su Yujiao.

The gist of it is that she should focus on getting better and not do anything that would harm the princess, otherwise she would not let any of her family members off the hook.

Su Yujiao was speechless. Was Consort Jing out of her mind to think that she would dare to lay a hand on Chu Qinghe in the palace?

Once only the two of them were left in the room, Su Yujiao urged again, "Hurry up and take your clothes off."

Jin Mudan lowered the bed curtains to cover herself, leaving Su Yujiao speechless. Was it really necessary to do that?

After a while, a woman's voice came from inside the bed curtains: "Come in and take a look."

"It's pitch black inside, what am I supposed to see?"

"Bring the lamp in."

"..."

Jin Mudan was very careful, fearing that the guards might not have left completely.

After all, this concerns her and Jiaojiao's lives!

With the bed curtains covering them, those people wouldn't be hiding in or under her bed.

Helpless, Su Yujiao could only hold the candlestick, lift the bed curtain, and peek inside.

Chu Qinghe said to her with a serious expression, "No matter what you hear later, don't make a sound."

Su Yujiao gave her a strange look. What trick was Chu Qinghe playing?

Jin Mudan's voice was very soft, almost inaudible: "Jiaojiao, I am Mudan, and I have possessed Chu Qinghe's body."

Su Yujiao's eyes widened suddenly, staring at her in shock.

“I know you’re shocked, but it’s true.”

"I called you here to tell you that Chu Zhongyuan is planning to target An'an and Momo and force you to marry him."

"He already knows that An'an and Momo are your biological children."

“He also knows that you are the Holy Maiden of the Southern Frontier Kingdom, and that your Dragon-Snake Jade can make you summon wind and rain and conjure objects out of thin air. He has been monitoring your every move.”

"So, he wants to marry you and use your abilities to help him fight for the throne."

"You must protect the two children. I will stay here and gather information for you."

As Su Yujiao listened to Chu Qinghe's words, she went from shock to doubt to surprise. Could this be the good fortune that Master Xuanqing was talking about?

Peony was reborn through Chu Qinghe's body?

"Are you really Peony?" Su Yujiao also lowered her voice.

"Ask away, I will prove that I am a peony."

Su Yujiao thought for a moment and asked a lot of questions about her childhood.

Even if Chu Qinghe had monitored Jin Mudan, it was only after Chu Qinghe met Mo Lingchen that she began to pay attention to Jin Mudan.

Chu Qinghe could not possibly know about Mudan's childhood.

Firstly, Peony is already dead; secondly, those events are too far in the past and are secrets from their childhood, so no one could possibly investigate them.

"What's your neighbor's youngest son's nickname?"

"You big idiot!! Because when he cries, his voice sounds like a donkey's bray."

Su Yujiao then asked, "Do you remember that fox from the Chen family?"

"I remember, we found it in the mountains when we were playing around, but neither my parents nor your parents allowed us to keep it."

"Uncle Chen next door likes to keep dogs, so we gave it to him to keep."

"We all thought it was a puppy, but as we raised it, we found out it was a fox."

"That fox grew up drinking dog's milk, which made it think it was a dog too. It always tried to imitate the puppy's bark, but it couldn't quite get it right. The puppy barked, 'Woof woof woof,' and the little fox cried, 'Wah wah wah...'"

"Hahaha, I laugh until my stomach hurts every time I hear that."

As Jin Mudan was talking, she suddenly burst into tears; it had been a long time since that incident.

Back then, she was carefree, the apple of her parents' eye, not a lowly prostitute.

Seeing her cry, Su Yujiao's eyes also reddened.

The fact that she could recount so many details proves that she really is Peony.

I never expected that the peony would come back to life in this way.

"Jiaojiao, do you believe me now?"

"If you don't believe me, I can tell you many, many more stories from my childhood."

Su Yujiao nodded: "I believe you."

While the idea of ​​being resurrected through another's body is bizarre, it seems quite normal compared to transmigrating into a book.

"You believe me?"

"Don't you think it's creepy to be resurrected from a dead body?"

Su Yujiao nodded: "It is very strange, but I am willing to believe you."

"Although you are now in Chu Qinghe's form, the warmth you give me is genuine."

"Perhaps this is the destiny that Master Xuanqing spoke of."

"It's so good that you're alive."

Did you tell Mo Lingchen?

Jin Mudan shook her head: "Not yet. There are always guards watching us. I dare not say anything for fear of giving myself away."

"Let's talk about it another time."

"Um."

"If I find out any more information in the future, I will pretend to be sick and call you over to deliver the message to you in this way."

Su Yujiao nodded: "Okay, if Consort Jing asks later, we should still put on a show."

Suddenly, Su Yujiao seemed to remember something, grabbed Jin Mudan's hand to take her pulse, and then her expression became more and more serious.

Jin Mudan noticed her furrowed brows and suddenly remembered that Mo Lingchen had been poisoning Chu Qinghe for a long time. Could it be...?

Her face paled, and she asked with trembling lips, "Does this body also not have long to live?"

Su Yujiao looked up at her: "You know? Or have you already started feeling unwell?"

Jin Mudan smiled bitterly; she had indeed guessed correctly.

“During the time I was a ghost, I followed Mo Lingchen around all day and watched him poison Chu Qinghe every day.”

"Jiaojiao, tell me the truth, how much longer can this body live?"

Su Yujiao's eyes blurred with tears, and her voice choked with sobs: "Three to six months, at most no more than a year."

"If he continues to poison you, you may not be able to last three months."

Jin Mudan's face was deathly pale, and she stared at her blankly: "Is there no cure?"

"Even with your medical skills, you can't cure it?"

Su Yujiao shook her head: "It's too late. If it had been two months earlier, when I first noticed that Chu Qinghe's complexion was off, and I had actively sought treatment, there might have been a chance of success."

"But it's too late now."

It had been two months since she last met Chu Qinghe at the palace gate.

Su Yujiao told her about two treatment options: one was conservative treatment, which would make her suffer less when her condition flared up.

Another approach is to fight poison with poison. During the treatment, her body will rapidly lose weight, then all her hair will fall out, and then she will be bedridden. There might even be a 10% chance of recovery.

But more likely, they will die from the pain and suffering during treatment.

Jin Mudan was stunned for a moment, then said firmly, "Let's try conservative treatment."

"It's already a blessing from God that I can live for another year and a half."

"I cannot waste my limited life in a hospital bed."

“I don’t want to become ugly because of treatment. I want to cherish every moment I spend with him.”