In the backyard of the Princess's residence, at the Mulan Pavilion.
In the center of the ornately built pavilion, two women dressed in brocade robes were chatting happily.
The noblewoman sitting on the right wore a deep red brocade dress with cloud patterns, her hair was styled in a high bun and adorned with a gold hairpin inlaid with pearls and gemstones. The dress was simple yet elegant, and her beautiful face was as warm and smooth as jade.
At this moment, a gentle smile was on her lips. "Now the whole capital is talking about how your old ailment was cured by a female doctor."
"That's why I rushed over as soon as I heard the news. Seeing that you look much better, I'm relieved."
"Zhiyu is not only a skilled doctor, but also has a good temperament. If you meet her, you will surely like her too." The princess smiled and shook the round fan in her hand, her words revealing her appreciation for Song Zhiyu.
Upon hearing this, the Duchess's curiosity was indeed piqued. "Now that you mention it, I'm quite interested in this girl. After all, there aren't many people who can receive such praise from you."
The eldest princess took a sip of tea, feeling both angry and relieved. "She deserves my praise, but it's a pity she was stuck with a family of blind and stupid fools. She suffered a lot of injustices, but thankfully she woke up in time."
"What do you mean?" This was the first time the Duchess had seen the Eldest Princess act so strangely, and she became even more curious about Song Zhiyu.
The eldest princess sneered and told the Duchess about Song Zhiyu's identity and his experiences at the Chengen Marquis's residence.
"I've met that Lady Cheng'en a few times. She seemed gentle and refined, but I never expected her to be so clueless." The Duchess frowned, truly not understanding the Shen family's actions.
Even the eldest princess was unwilling to mention Madam Shen, but seeing the Duchess's furrowed brows, she changed the subject, "What, is Ling Suxin still not giving up?"
Every family has its own problems, and her friend was no exception.
Since Miss Ling disappeared, Old Madam Ling's health has deteriorated day by day.
The members of the Ling family clan also began to have their own ideas, all wanting to adopt their daughters to the couple and use the Duke's mansion's influence to rise to the top.
But there is only one Ling Mingyue, and no one can replace her position.
Seeing this, the clan members had no choice but to abandon their idea.
Only Ling Suxin consistently visited the Duke's mansion for decades, showing great care and concern for Old Madam Ling.
Over the years, she has also gained many benefits through her connections with the Duke's mansion. Even after getting married, she never forgets to bring her daughter to the Duke's mansion to make a name for herself.
Because of her resemblance to Old Madam Ling, the Duke's Mansion turned a blind eye to her as long as she didn't cross the line, so she behaved herself.
"Yes, her thoughts are written all over her face, but Mingyue's identity is not something anyone can replace." The Duchess shook her head helplessly, somewhat melancholy, wondering if her sister-in-law was still alive.
And then there's Yuan'er, his legs... I don't know if they'll ever get better.
Seeing the deep sorrow surrounding her friend, the eldest princess knew that she was thinking of her eldest son, Ling Yuan. After a moment's thought, she tentatively suggested, "Why don't we let Zhiyu give it a try?"
Over the years, the Ling family has sought out all the famous doctors in the country, but they still cannot cure Ling Yuan's leg.
After being disappointed too many times, Ling Yuan finally gave up and refused treatment, but his family refused to give up.
For some reason, the princess had a strong premonition that Song Zhiyu might be able to cure Ling Yuan's leg.
She intentionally mentioned Song Zhiyu in front of the Duchess, praising her medical skills, which was also a way of making plans for Song Zhiyu.
Song Zhiyu is now in a difficult situation in the Marquis's mansion. Her father doesn't love her, her mother doesn't care for her, and her brothers don't treat her well either. She has nothing but her medical skills.
Meanwhile, the Duke of Ling's mansion was at its zenith, holding important positions in the court, and was the object of many people's flattery.
If Song Zhiyu can truly cure Ling Yuan's leg, it will not only relieve her friend's worries but also give her a powerful backer, ensuring that no one will dare to bully her anymore.
In terms of public affairs, Ling Yuan is a natural-born military talent, both brave and resourceful. He was tricked by the enemy and lost his leg, which prevented him from continuing to fight on the battlefield.
This is a huge loss for the Lintian Dynasty.
Personally, Ling Yuan was also a child she had watched grow up, and she naturally hoped that he could get better.
"Very well, at least there's still some hope." The Duchess nodded, determined to try again; she was unwilling to let any opportunity slip by.
Her coming here today was not without a purpose.
If she recovers, everyone will be happy; if she doesn't, she won't make things difficult for the young girl.
The Duchess looked outside, eager to see Song Zhiyu. "When will she come? I'd really like to meet this young lady who has received such praise from His Highness. She must be exceptionally beautiful."
"That's right, you'll know when you meet the person." The princess smiled mysteriously.
No sooner had the words left her mouth than a maidservant came running in with quick, light steps to report, "Your Highness, Miss Song has arrived."
Outside the Mulan Pavilion, a round-faced maid was leading Song Zhiyu over.
"Look, here comes the person." The princess's smile deepened.
Song Zhiyu curtsied and greeted, "Your Highness."
“Madam.” Song Zhiyu saw the Duchess sitting next to the Princess. Although she did not know her identity, she knew that she was extremely noble and her manners were impeccable.
The Duchess was shocked when she first saw Song Zhiyu, but she did not lose her composure and instead calmly observed her.
Her features resembled her mother-in-law's, cold yet gentle.
The eldest princess introduced Song Zhiyu to the Duke's wife and explained the Duke's plans, saying, "Zhiyu, this is the Duchess of Ling."
She heard that your medical skills are superb, and that you cured my long-standing ailment, so she wants to ask you to treat Young Master Ling's leg.
She wanted to find more powerful backers for Song Zhiyu, but whether or not to treat him depended on Song Zhiyu's wishes.
The Duke of Ling's Mansion?
Song Zhiyu had heard of the Lingguo Duke's Mansion in his previous life; it was a true military family.
It can be said that the peace and tranquility of the Lintian Dynasty today is inseparable from the contributions of the Ling family.
The Duchess likely wanted her to treat the renowned General Ling Yuan.
I heard that three years ago, he was ambushed and lost both legs in a battle with the enemy, and has been unable to fight on the battlefield and realize his ambitions ever since.
For some reason, Song Zhiyu felt a tightness in her chest upon hearing this, a sour and bloated feeling that made her feel very uncomfortable.
She attributed this feeling to regret.
Thinking of her third brother, Su Jinyang, who was still on the battlefield, Song Zhiyu's heart softened, and she agreed, "Madam, thank you for your trust in me, but I need to examine Young Master Ling's leg first before I know if it can be cured."
Before seeing Ling Yuan's legs, she couldn't guarantee that they could be cured, after all, three years had passed.
But as long as there is even a glimmer of hope for a cure, she will do everything in her power.
"Okay." The Duchess nodded quickly, her eyes red with excitement.
It's good to have hope.
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