Shen Mingzhuang's heart sank deeper and deeper, yet he refused to give up this opportunity.

“I’ll send someone to inquire immediately. Whether he’s still alive or not, I need an answer. But since you said that the He Wen family has been practicing medicine for generations, they must have some skills. Even if Old Master He Wen is gone, there must still be members of the He Wen family. I don’t believe we can’t find a capable one.”

Judging from his tone, he had already made up his mind. Shen Mingrong nodded slightly, thinking that he would have done the same as Shen Mingzhuang if he were in Shen Mingzhuang's shoes. After all, if you give up without even trying, you will be the one who regrets it in the end.

"Mingrong, thank you so much. I dare not tell anyone else about this, so I can only come to you. It is of great importance, and I must get it done as soon as possible. If I can find Old Master He Wen, I will have someone send you a message."

Shen Mingrong nodded, "With our friendship, there's no need for thanks. You like these spices and this tea, so I've had some wrapped up for you to take home and enjoy."

Upon hearing this, Shen Mingzhuang was deeply moved and nodded with a smile, "Okay."

After leaving the Rongguo Duke's Mansion, Shen Mingzhuang did not return directly to Beiyuan, but instead went to the Jingbian Grand Camp.

She sent Man Huan and the others back; she had come alone.

With her reach, the sentries had no chance to spot her, and she nimbly entered the military camp in no time.

As she was looking around to see where Song Yi's tent was, she saw two people walk out of the commander's camp. One of them looked familiar. After a closer look, she realized it was none other than Song Yi. It was truly a case of finding something without even looking for it. Shen Mingzhuang saw him part ways with another man dressed similarly and enter another tent. She took the opportunity to follow him in.

Song Yi immediately sensed that someone had followed him into the tent, but before he could react, a short knife was already at his neck.

"General Song, how have you been?"

Hearing this voice, Song Yi's lips curled up, and she relaxed. "I didn't expect that even as Empress, you would still be so playful. Is this how you treat your benefactor?"