When the Emperor decreed the title of Duke of Anguo to my father, it was not only because of the two formulas my father presented for treating the plague, but also due to considering the influence and prestige of the Luo family. Moreover, he promised the Emperor that he would provide the army with external-use medicines worth two hundred thousand taels each year. Without these conditions, the Emperor would never have granted such a high title. Of course, all of this needed the mediation of Prince Chen.
Yang Mengchen’s eyes gradually moistened, deeply moved in her heart. She felt truly blessed and content to have so many people caring and protecting her.
Long Xuanmo’s eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and his dark eyes were bottomlessly profound.
Discounting the siblings of the Wu, Liu, and Shen families, there were already eight uncles standing in his way, and adding the three Luo brothers, wouldn’t it be incredibly difficult for him to be with Ah Jiu? Unexpectedly, more people soon joined in.
"Ms. Yang," Nangong Lingfei said as he returned home and spoke to his mother, who was overjoyed and expressed her intention to come to Yangliu Village, but she had been too busy to make it until now. "My mother wants to adopt you as her foster daughter. Once you meet her, I will be your brother, and I won’t let anyone bully you."
Situ Wenzheng also quickly added, "My mother too. Hereafter, my elder brother and I will be your brothers, and we will protect you."
Beside him, Situ Wenkai nodded with a smile.
After Ninth Sister Yang had healed his foot, his parents were extremely grateful. Occasionally, they received nourishing pills and various snacks sent by Ninth Sister Yang through others. The items were not expensive, but the sentiment touched his parents deeply, and they genuinely wanted to adopt Ninth Sister Yang as their foster daughter.
Blinking her eyes to hide the tears welling up, Yang Mengchen smiled and said, "Thank you for the kindness of both foster mothers," but did not explicitly agree.
Long Xuanmo was exasperated. What was up with these people? Did he not already have enough uncles?
He was only aware that Luo Jingrui and others wanted to snatch Ah Jiu from him, completely unaware that in his heart, he had already regarded Ah Jiu as his woman, which was why he was so infuriated.
Hua Ziyu, Long YiXuan, and Mo Yun looked at Long Xuanmo with sympathy: The third Imperial Brother (cousin) (Prince) truly faced a lengthy and arduous journey to win his beauty!
While Long Jingxi’s expression remained calm and her gaze serene, making it hard to guess what she was thinking.
As for Long Yingtong, although she felt that her third brother could fully protect her sister, having a few more people would make her sister even safer, so naturally, she was happy.
"Elder brother, quickly bring out the gift mother prepared for Ninth Sister Yang."
Situ Wenzheng eagerly urged his elder brother, and seeing a servant bring over a brocade box, he promptly snatched it from the servant and handed it to Yang Mengchen, "Ninth Sister, our parents weren’t sure what you like, so they just prepared something casual. Don’t mind it, and do you have any more of the snacks you sent last time? Dad and Mom loved them."
"Are you just craving them?" Nangong Lingfei teased Situ Wenzheng.
Situ Wenzheng, unflustered, retorted, "If Elder Brother Ling Fei isn’t craving, why did he try to snatch some from elder brother?"
Nangong Lingfei was left speechless; the day he went to see Wenkai for some matters, he happened to try a few slices of marinated lamb on the table—Situ Wenzheng had seen him and insisted he was stealing Wenkai’s food.
Situ Wenkai didn’t speak, just watched the two of them with a smile.
"All are made in our family’s workshop. Uncle and aunt liked them, so remember to take more back with you when you leave," Yang Mengchen said with a smile, smoothing over the situation. fгeewebnovёl.com
Situ Wenzheng jumped with joy, "Ninth Sister is the best!"
"What snacks?" Long YiXuan asked eagerly.
Situ Wenzheng explained, "The marinated meat, sausages, tofu skin, and many other items you ate at noon."
Long YiXuan’s eyes lit up, "Ninth Sister, father, Royal Grandmother, and mother also like those snacks. Unfortunately, the last time third Imperial Brother brought some back, it wasn’t enough. This time, I want to take more back for father, Royal Grandmother, and mother, is that okay?" Long YiXuan’s mother had died early, and he had been raised by the Empress, thus he was closest to the Empress and her children.
Yang Mengchen nodded.
"Ah Xuan, you can’t just take and eat without giving something in return," Long Jingxi said with a smile, then she removed a pair of Red Jade Bracelets from her wrist, "A modest gift for our meeting, Ms. Yang, please don’t disdain it."
"This gift is too valuable; I can’t accept it," Yang Mengchen knew at a glance that this pair of Red Jade Bracelets was extraordinary.
Long Jingxi smiled, "No matter how valuable, it’s the sentiment that counts," she insisted, placing the Red Jade Bracelets on Yang Mengchen’s wrists.
Long YiXuan couldn’t find a suitable gift even after searching through his belongings, so he simply pulled out several silver notes and stuffed them into Yang Mengchen’s hands, "Ninth Sister, take this money for now; buy whatever you want. Later, I’ll send you some of my treasured items, and I promise you’ll like them."
"Take them," before Yang Mengchen could refuse, Long Xuanmo suddenly spoke up lightly. She reluctantly accepted, "Thank you, Eldest Princess and Fifth Prince."
Long YiXuan waved his hand cheerfully, "No need to thank."
Seeing the look in Long Xuanmo’s eyes, Nangong Lingfei understood and smiled, "Eldest Princess, weren’t you thinking of ordering some custom furniture? Let me take you to the factory to have a look."
"Okay."
Long Jingxi and Nangong Lingfei left with others, while Long YiXuan went to the Academy with Luo Jingyao, Situ Wenzheng, and Long Yingtong.
Yang Mengchen instructed Hai Tang to catalog and store the gifts in the storeroom, then went to the pharmacy with Sister Jin and others to start making pills.
Unaware of Long Xuanmo following her in, Yang Mengchen ignored him, continued gathering medicinal herbs, and explained medical knowledge to the four maids, teaching them the dosage and methods for making pills.
Sitting aside, Long Xuanmo sipped his medicinal tea leisurely, his eyes tenderly and calmly fixed on Yang Mengchen.
Suddenly, a pigeon flew through the window, landing in front of Yang Mengchen, cooing.
Gently stroking the pigeon’s feathers, Yang Mengchen removed a small scroll tied to its leg, unrolled it, and then handed it to Long Xuanmo.
Taking the small scroll with suspicion, Long Xuanmo’s expression turned instantly cold after reading it; his eyes glittered with a chilling, blade-like fierceness, "Ah Jiu knows who is leaking the information." The tone was assertive, not questioning.
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