Your Highness, please stop chasing me.

Chapter 76 The entire Treasure Pavilion was given to Mu Xue

The four sat down at the dining table, and Wu Ying was the first to speak, asking, "How is it? Have you found all the medicinal herbs?"

Leng Quan replied, "The herbs are all common herbs; we've found them all."

Before Wu Ying could ask, Ye San spoke up, "Miss Mu, we've found everything you wanted. We just didn't have time to find better acupuncture needles. Miss Mu, would you like to see if these will work?"

Mu Xue requested three sets of acupuncture needles, all of which had to be high-quality old silver needles. Ye San didn't know much about these things, so he could only go to the Treasure Pavilion to find the best ones for Mu Xue.

Mu Xue took the box from Ye San, opened it, and saw the silver needles inside. Her eyes lit up with surprise, and she said, "This is good enough, very good."

Little did she know that an even bigger surprise was yet to come; then Ye San handed her two more boxes.

Mu Xue opened them one by one, her eyes shining as she looked at the silver needles in the last box. These were no ordinary silver needles.

Although it looks similar to an ordinary silver needle, a closer look reveals that it's made from old silver that has been refined through countless hammerings. This is a real treasure!

Mu Xue was captivated by the silver needles in the box, turning it over and over in her hands. Ye San noticed her delight and said, "If Miss Mu likes them, these silver needles will naturally be yours once the prince is saved."

After hearing Ye San's words, Mu Xue smiled and asked, "Really?"

“Of course,” Yoru San replied affirmatively.

The two chatted naturally, unaware that Ye Shangyuan had already given the entire Treasure Pavilion to Mu Xue.

Seeing that everything was ready, Mu Xue said to Leng Quan, "Brother Leng, I'll have to trouble you to inform my uncle that I can't leave these next few days because I have to keep an eye on the Prince. I heard you're leaving the day after tomorrow, but it seems that won't work out. You'll have to make some arrangements."

Leng Quan nodded. He said, "We were originally planning to leave the day after tomorrow, but now we can only wait for the Prince to wake up before making any plans. The young Marquis is still helping out in the capital."

"I'll go tell my uncle right away," Leng Quan said, then turned and left the courtyard.

This courtyard is built in a secluded place, making it a good place for recuperation.

Mu Xue added, "I'll look after the Prince tonight. You all should get some rest. Things will get busy starting tomorrow."

Ye San then said, "Miss Mu, please rest. I'll keep watch. I'll call you if anything happens."

Wu Ying echoed, "Yes, Xiaoxue, you should go and get some rest. We'll be counting on you for the rest of the year."

Mu Xue did not agree immediately. She stood up and said, "I will go and check on the prince's condition first."

The three of them went into the house together. Muxu took Ye Shangyuan's pulse and then touched his forehead. She turned to the other two and said, "Your Highness's condition is relatively stable now, so I'll go and rest first. Call me if you need anything. Starting tomorrow, we will have to suppress the poison non-stop. Make arrangements in advance if anything comes up."

Wu Ying escorted Mu Xue to the prepared guest room, watched her enter, and then turned and went into Ye Shangyuan's room.

He asked, "Xiao San, what do you think of Xiao Xue and the Prince?"

"What do you mean, how is it?" Ye San asked, completely bewildered.

“You’re such a blockhead. I mean, how about making Xiaoxue our queen?” Wu Ying patted his head and said.

"Uh, Master Wu, that's a bit much. Miss Mu is only thirteen." Ye San said speechlessly.

His prince is already twenty-two, while Miss Mu hasn't even reached marriageable age yet. Isn't this going too far?

Ye San was completely oblivious to Ye Shangyuan's attitude towards Mu Xue, a fact that Wu Ying clearly understood.

"Little Sanzi, you deserve to be unable to find a wife." Wu Ying shook his head and left the room.

Yoru San: You come all this way just to insult me ​​and then leave?

Ye Shangyuan could finally rest, but things were in complete chaos at the Mu residence.

The eldest son, Mu Feng, lay lifeless on the bed.

Changsheng knelt before the bed, while General Mu Qinghe sat beside it.

At this moment, Mu Qinghe frowned as he looked at the dying Mu Feng and asked in a deep voice, "Weren't the injuries all under control? How could they have become so serious in just a few days?"

"General, the injury was originally not serious, but the young master insisted on drinking, and the servants couldn't dissuade him," Changsheng said in a low voice.

"Nonsense!" Mu Qinghe shouted coldly.

Zhu Zhiyue, who was about to enter the room, was so startled that she almost spilled the medicine she was carrying.

She came in and whispered, "Father, calm down. Getting angry with the servants won't help. Let's think of a way to find the divine physician that Prince Jing mentioned."

Mu Qinghe glanced at her but didn't reply.

Zhu Zhiyue's face stiffened, and she said awkwardly, "I just ran into the young master who was about to leave outside, and he told me about it."

She quickly explained, "I was just concerned about my brother, that's why I asked."

"You should go and rest first," Mu Qinghe said, waving her hand wearily.

Outsiders say she looks like Shen Wan. At first, he took extra care of her because of her appearance, but more and more bad rumors spread.

Upon his return to the capital, the Regent Prince summoned him for a private audience.

This made him suspicious of the woman in front of him.

He was initially unwilling to believe that someone who looked like Shen Wan could be a spy.

He didn't want to bring her with him when he returned to Yu Nan City, but she insisted on coming, and he wanted to see what her purpose was in coming.

He had just overheard the Prince Jing's son and her talking in the courtyard, and their tone sounded rather familiar.

This left him no choice but to think about it.

"Cough cough," Mu Feng coughed violently twice on the bed, then his head tilted to the side, and thick, foul-smelling blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Mu Qinghe was terrified!

He hurriedly shouted outside, "Quickly, find a doctor!"

He didn't care that Zhu Zhiyue was still in the room. He quickly helped Mu Feng, who was still coughing, to catch his breath and prevent blood from flowing back into his trachea, which would make him feel even worse.

Mu Feng was too weak to speak, but he still tried to look at Zhu Zhiyue who was standing not far away.

Zhu Zhiyue's fingers twitched slightly, and she subtly curled the corners of her lips. When she saw the doctor enter, she put on an anxious expression.

When Mu Qinghe saw Doctor Li arrive, he quickly changed direction and made room for him, so he didn't see Zhu Zhiyue's changing expression.

"Doctor, why did Feng'er suddenly vomit blood?" Mu Qinghe asked.

"General, please don't worry, let me take a look." Doctor Li closed his eyes and carefully took Mu Feng's pulse. After a long while, he finally released Mu Feng's wrist.

He hesitated for a moment before speaking, "The medicine and wine that the young master used earlier clashed, and he later took a fifth-grade pill from an ancient doctor, but that pill also clashed with another ingredient in it."

He then added, "Forgive my bluntness, but my knowledge differs from that of the ancient physician, and I am unaware of his medical skills. Right now, if we want to save the young master, we must find that ancient physician."

The implication was that he didn't know the ingredients of the elixir, and that to save the person, he would have to find an ancient doctor to prescribe the right medicine.

Upon hearing this, Mu Qinghe felt a chill in his heart. Where was he going to find that ancient doctor?