However, the Empress misunderstood, thinking that she, a concubine's daughter, had the ability to attract the Crown Prince's attention.

Once she learns the truth, these rewards might turn into several times the punishment and fall upon Shen Zhiyi!

She glanced at the reward being held in the eunuch's hands; though it was covered with a cloth, making it impossible to see what was inside, and she snorted inwardly.

It must be because Shen Zhiyi is a concubine's daughter.

They only gave this much.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingyuan's eyebrows rose again.

Shen Zhiyi arrived at the main hall and saw Shen Qingyuan, feigning surprise.

"Why is my sister here?"

Shen Qingyuan gave a forced smile, but because Ye Jinghong was present, she stepped forward and took Shen Zhiyi's hand in a seemingly warm manner, saying, "You haven't been home for several days, and Father and Mother are very worried about you. They specially asked me to come and find you."

"Now that the mountain road is open, sister, you should come down the mountain with me as soon as possible."

Shen Zhiyi awkwardly pushed her hand away.

"Sister, you are unaware of this."

"Master Kongchen has agreed to cure my weakness. Now that the treatment is halfway through, there is no reason to give up halfway."

“I have already written to my father to inform him of this matter.”

"He's very supportive."

A gentle smile appeared on her lips, but her eyes sparkled. "I need to stay at the temple for a few more days. I'm afraid you've made a wasted trip, sister."

Shen Qingyuan's smile froze.

A cure for weakness?!

She took a closer look at Shen Zhiyi and realized that her complexion was indeed much rosier than before.

His voice was no longer weak or feeble.

An alarm bell rang in her mind.

If she really cures my weakness, won't she be even more difficult to deal with in the future?

But what shocked her even more was...

Yan Zhuoxu was actually willing to treat her illness?!

She swayed precariously, biting her lip, her face pale.

Yu Guang glanced at Ye Jinghong and said sarcastically, "You're really something, little sister. Even though you're in a Buddhist temple, you still manage to win the Crown Prince's favor, and he's even going out of his way to get you some rewards from the palace."

"If I had your abilities, why would I need to come to a Buddhist temple to pray for a marriage?"

She glanced at Ye Jinghong with affection in her eyes.

He ignored it.

He stepped forward, his eyes fixed on Shen Zhiyi, and nodded slightly, saying, "Miss Shen, it's been a long time."

Shen Zhiyi turned her head and saw a tall figure standing under the osmanthus tree outside the main hall.

The corners of his bright yellow kasaya fluttered in the wind.

His face was hidden in shadow and could not be clearly seen.

She subtly withdrew her gaze and gave Ye Jinghong a sweet smile: "Young Master Ye, it's been a long time."