Shen: “…”

Shen was stunned for a moment and slightly widened her eyes.

She smiled bitterly and said, "Awan, if I get divorced, what will happen to Mu Ge'er and Huang Jie'er?"

She had no attachment to Chu Lingxiao and the Yongding Marquisate, nor was she greedy for the title of Marquis's wife. The problem was that if they divorced, according to the laws of the Great Qi Dynasty, the woman could not take the children with her. The only thing she could take away was her own dowry.

Shen Wan was silent, her lips tightly pursed.

Just as Shen said, her divorce with Chu Lingxiao is not just a matter between the two of them, it will also affect Qian Huang, Yun Mu, and Qian Chen.

Qian Huang and Qian Chen are both thirteen years old, and are about to get married. Also, if they divorce, Chu Lingxiao will definitely remarry in the future and have other legitimate sons, then Mu Ge'er's position will become awkward.

She could just leave, but how could she let her children live under the control of their stepmother from then on?

Shen Wan sighed in her heart and changed the subject: "Big sister, let's go see Brother Mu together."

Of course Shen couldn't refuse, so she gave Nanny Chen a look without saying a word.

Nanny Chen immediately understood what Shen meant and went out before them.

She went to Chu Yunmu as quickly as possible, but she was not looking for Chu Yunmu, but for Chu Qianchen.

"Second Miss, Princess Jing will be coming to see the Fourth Young Master soon." Nanny Chen reminded.

Shen knew that Chu Qianchen had met Shen Wan several times as a miracle doctor. Even if Chu Qianchen was veiled, Shen Wan would have a high chance of recognizing her. If Chu Qianchen wanted to hide her identity as a miracle doctor, it would be better for her to avoid him.

Chu Qianchen really didn't want her identity as a miracle doctor to be exposed, so she went out from the back and returned to Wanyan Courtyard with Amber.

It was already daybreak, and the sun was rising slowly from the eastern sky.

Since the Shiquan ointment from Chu Yunmu was enough for the time being, Chu Qianchen was not in a hurry to make medicine. After changing into green clothes, she went to Prince Chen's Mansion for a follow-up visit to Qin Yao.

Qin Yao's fever hasn't completely subsided, but he looks more energetic than yesterday.

The wound healed well, the skin and flesh did not continue to rot, and the redness and swelling at the edge of the wound began to show signs of improvement.

Chu Qianchen was quite satisfied with this. He smeared green mold on his wound, changed the prescription, and asked Doctor Miao to continue feeding him the aged mustard sauce.

Chu Qianchen stayed in the palace for an hour but failed to see Gu Jue. Yun Zhan said that Gu Jue had gone to the morning court.

Chu Qianchen guessed that Gu Jue must be here for Qin Yao again, and she left the palace disappointed.

Originally, Yun Zhan wanted to give her a ride, but was rejected by Chu Qianchen.

Chu Qianchen went to Jishidiang alone, feeling depressed like an abandoned cat.

I was unhappy because I didn’t see the prince!

"Little genius doctor," Doctor Liu keenly noticed that something was wrong with Chu Qianchen, and asked carefully, "But what's the matter?"

On weekdays, Chu Qianchen always looks calm and indifferent, as if nothing else can catch her attention except the patients.

Chu Qianchen came back to his senses and took out a prescription from his sleeve, "Prepare me some medicine."

Doctor Liu took a look at the prescription and went there immediately.

After getting the medicine, Chu Qianchen didn't leave in a hurry, but carried the medicine bag to the back hall. She was busy for more than an hour before she came out of the back hall with a new small porcelain bottle in her hand.

When she returned to the Marquis' Mansion, it was already afternoon and the sun was high in the sky.

She heard from the doorman that Shen Wan had left, so she went to the main courtyard.

Chu Yunmu, who was lying on the couch, saw her and his eyes lit up, but he crossed his arms across his chest angrily, looking angry.

"Chu Qianchen, why didn't you wake me up when you came to see me in the morning!" He complained with a pout.

The boy's cheeks were still pale, but his black and white eyes were bright and lively.

"You look more energetic!" Chu Qianchen rubbed Chu Yunmu's head.

Chu Yunmu was sick and forgot the principle that a man's head should not be rubbed, so he obediently let Chu Qianchen rub his head.

"That's it!" Chu Yunmu patted his chest and said, "I'm all right now!"

Chu Qianchen's hand gently tapped Chu Yunmu's forehead, "Don't be so stubborn."

She knew just by touching his skin that he still had a fever.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?" Chu Qianchen asked while looking at the wound on Chu Yunmu's face.

A thin layer of Shiquan ointment was applied on the small wound. Under the transparent ointment, the edge of the wound was not so red anymore, and the recovery was good.

Compared with Qin Yao's leg injury, Chu Yunmu's injury is actually just a minor matter.

As long as he knew what the problem was, he would recover soon.

It was Shen who answered: "Sister Chen, this morning, his fever came back again, and it went down again and again."

Chu Yunmu added: "But I am fine now. I don't feel any discomfort at all, and the fever has gone away."

As he spoke, Chu Yunmu's mouth puffed up, "I don't want to drink white porridge, I don't want to eat pickled vegetable soup, I want to eat meat!"

The maid next to her was speechless. That was not just white porridge, it was rice soup cooked over a slow fire, and chicken soup with the fat removed was added to enhance the flavor. Eating rice soup when you are sick can nourish yin, increase strength, and moisten the intestines and produce saliva.

Chu Qianchen was amused by Chu Yunmu, so she said to Shen, "Mother, make him some preserved egg and lean meat porridge." She knew that Shen was afraid that Chu Yunmu had a fever and a weak stomach, and if he couldn't digest the food, he would suffer.

Chu Yunmu was immediately coaxed and added, "I want to drink some more sugar porridge."

Shen gave Chu Yunmu a look and he immediately became timid and asked, "How about dinner?"

So, at dinner time, Chu Yunmu happily ate the sweet rice porridge.

He had just finished eating the fragrant and sweet porridge when Chu Lingxiao, who had just got off work at the yamen, came over.

"My Lord, this way please."

The head maid Dongmei brought Chu Lingxiao in.

Shen clenched her handkerchief tightly, and her eyes suddenly became extremely deep, like a thousand-year-old deep pool.

He was about to talk to Shen when he saw Chu Qianchen stand up and bow to him: "Father."

Chu Qianchen smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, father. I'll make you a cup of tea."

His daughters would occasionally make tea for him. Chu Lingxiao naturally said "hmm", walked to sit next to Shen, and said casually: "I see that Mu Ge'er is more energetic than yesterday. Is the fever gone?"

Chu Lingxiao was originally asking Shen, but fortunately, Chu Yunmu answered before Shen: "Father, I'm fine! I didn't have a fever this afternoon!"

Chu Yunmu had no idea that it was Chu Lingxiao who changed the ointment, so he had no grudges when facing his father.

Chu Lingxiao's gaze lingered on Chu Yunmu's right face, his eyes flashing slightly, as if relieved.

Shen had been paying attention to the changes in his expression, and her heart felt even colder: even if she couldn't read minds, she could roughly guess what Chu Lingxiao was thinking. She felt that Chu Yunmu's injury was a minor one, not as serious as the scar on his concubine's foot!

Shen's lips pursed tighter and her eyes became deeper.

At this time, Chu Qianchen came with two cups of hot tea. He gave the blue and white porcelain teacup to Chu Lingxiao, and the other pastel enamel teacup to Shen.

"Dad, have tea."

"Mother, have tea."

When Chu Qianchen handed the pastel enamel teacup to Shen, he calmly gave her a soothing look, asking her to stay calm.

Naturally, she would not let Mu Ge'er suffer this loss in vain.

Chu Qianchen pressed the small porcelain bottle hidden in his sleeve, and the corners of his lips curled up.

Chu Lingxiao picked up the teacup and couldn't help but look at Chu Qianchen twice.

This girl is always courteous to Shen. Her aunt has been injured for such a long time, but she has never taken the initiative to visit her aunt. It is obvious that she is trying to please Shen and deliberately distance herself from her aunt!

Chu Lingxiao took a sip of the hot tea and found that the jasmine tea tasted very refreshing, with a fragrance like orchid and lotus, which tempted him to drink a few more sips.

Shen felt sick just looking at Chu Lingxiao. She didn't want to talk to him, nor did she want to stay in the same room with him. So she said to Chu Yunmu, "Brother Mu, you promised me that you would drink the sweet rice porridge and go to bed immediately."

Chu Yunmu was actually still reluctant to go to sleep and wanted to talk to them again, but his mother hated it most when people didn't keep their promises.

He is really shameless. Maybe he will have to eat plain porridge again tomorrow.

Chu Yunmu could only agree obediently, lay down, and said to himself that he would be fully recovered by tomorrow.

Shen carefully tucked Chu Yunmu in, suppressing her inner indignation, and then said, "My Lord, Brother Mu is about to go to sleep. Let's go out and stop disturbing him."

Chu Lingxiao felt that Chu Yunmu was fine and had no intention of staying for long, so he stood up.

Chu Qianchen also followed the two out of Chu Yunmu's room. At this time, the sky outside had completely darkened. The sound of insects chirping echoed in the courtyard. The moonlight was bright and the night wind was cool.

Chu Lingxiao was anxious to see Aunt Jiang and said, "Since Brother Mu is fine, I'll leave first..."

Shen was eager for him to leave. If he didn't leave, she would probably lose her patience. She didn't even bother to say polite words like "go slowly". If Chu Qianchen hadn't given her a look before, Shen would have exploded long ago.

"Father." After being silent for a while, Chu Qianchen suddenly called Chu Lingxiao.

Chu Lingxiao looked at her doubtfully, and when he met her beautiful, clear eyes, he always felt that her gaze made him uncomfortable.

Too clear, too bright, and too...

Chu Lingxiao frowned slightly, unable to hide his displeasure.

Chu Qianchen said slowly, "Father, when I went out to buy snacks today, I heard that the Prince of Nanyang had murdered his father, and the Second Prince of Nanyang had submitted a memorial to the Emperor asking him to punish the Prince."

Shen had also heard about this matter, but she didn't expect Chu Qianchen to bring it up suddenly, and the same went for Chu Lingxiao.

Chu Lingxiao said impatiently: "So what?"

Qin Yao, the prince of Nanyang, committed treason and murdered his father and fled, he deserved to be cut into pieces. However, Gu Jue, the prince of Chen, stirred up trouble in the court for the sake of his personal relationship with Qin Yao, insisting that there was a hidden story and that the case must be thoroughly investigated!

Chu Qianchen took a step closer to Chu Lingxiao and continued, "Everyone says that the Nanyang Palace has no legitimate son and the emperor wants to seize the title of Nanyang King. Is that true?"

Throughout the thousands of years of history in the Central Plains, the inheritance of titles and titles was based on the system of primogeniture.

If there is no legitimate son to inherit the title, the fiefdom and title will be abolished, which is the so-called "no son, no state". Of course, with the emperor's special permission, illegitimate sons and grandsons can also inherit the title, but they will usually be demoted by one level.

The Great Qi Dynasty also had similarly clear laws regarding inheritance of titles.

The evening breeze brought a scent, and Chu Lingxiao smelled a faint scent of sandalwood, which made him feel slightly dizzy.

Flash by.

He rubbed his eyebrows, opened his eyes again, and felt that he was not feeling unwell.

Chu Lingxiao became increasingly impatient and said unhappily, "So what?"

"That's the Nanyang Palace's business. What does it have to do with a girl like you?!"

"Instead of meddling in other people's affairs, you might as well mind your own family's business."

Chu Lingxiao's voice became louder and louder, venting out the disgust in his heart.

He flicked his sleeves and walked away without paying any attention to Chu Qianchen's reaction, striding away.

The evening breeze blew in with the fragrance of flowers, and Chu Lingxiao was upset. Somehow, he couldn't help but keep thinking about Chu Qianchen's words.

She is so busy meddling in other people's affairs, why doesn't she care about her aunt?

This girl is an ungrateful bastard. She used to pretend to be filial and respectful in front of her aunt, but now that she is old and is about to get married, she doesn't even want to pretend anymore.

If it weren't for the fact that Sister Huang's marriage hadn't been decided yet, Chu Lingxiao really wanted to find a random marriage and send Chu Qianchen away early. Did this girl think that only the Shen family could decide her marriage?

He is her father, he can do it too!

A sinister look flashed across Chu Lingxiao's eyes.

Another gust of wind blew, and he felt dizzy again, and his head was buzzing.

(End of this chapter)