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"Is Chen'er's body still like that?" Ming Qingyang asked.

"I received a letter from the butler this morning. He has already finished preparing a meal with medicine from a chef these few days."

When Madame Ye talked about this, the smile in his eyes became even wider.

"That's good." It was hard to hide the joy in Ming Qingyang's eyes.

Her gaze landed on Madame Ye, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart: If that prince hadn't come to get married, she probably would have recruited the man she liked as her consort the next year.

Unfortunately …

No matter how much the late emperor doted on her, he would never let her heart go at that time. Home country was under the heavens, not home country, but home. Only a country could have a home.

The two of them chatted for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, the Madame Ye thought that Ming Chengyan should also be coming out of the Imperial Study. Then, she bid farewell to Ming Qingyang, and sent him to the palace gate.

Not long after, Ming Chengyan came out as well, the two of them got into the carriage, and while the sky was still dark, they returned to their residence early.

In the blink of an eye, spring began.

The various parts of the Clear Water Town had already begun to melt the ice and snow, so the weather these past few days was especially cold.

Today was a rare sunny day.

It was near noon, and Shen Zhu went to the big kitchen as usual, to prepare Ming Yuchen's medicinal food for the day. Yesterday, the doctor specially came over to check on Ming Yuchen, and said that his body had already recovered a lot.

She had prepared a bitter melon and lamb for Ming Yuchen today, and it was currently the turn of the season.

Shen Zhu first prepared many different medicinal ingredients, among which were Angelica, Zhizhi, Zhenzi, Zhenpi, licorice, dates and other various medicinal ingredients. After washing the medicinal ingredients, he placed them in the wok, added ginger, rice wine and then poured them into the water and cooked them for around an hour.

After that, the bitter melon seeds would be removed from the skin, and the bitter melon would be soaked in salt and water for a while. After the bitter melon was reduced, the bitter melon slices would be put into a saucepan, and the lamb meat would also be cut and put down.

When Shen Zhu finished, he sent it over to Ming Yuchen.

Maybe after becoming a mother, she would easily have her love for her mother overflowing, and every time she saw Ming Yuchen's extremely frail body, she would feel heartache.

"Sister Shen, you're here."

Seeing Shen Zhu, Ming Yuchen immediately placed the book in his hand to the side.

Shen Zhu vaguely saw the word military strategy on the surface of the book, and his heart stirred.

It seems that Ming Yuchen is a very ambitious, good youth!

"Is Second Young Master feeling better?" Shen Zhu placed the things on the table, and asked as he scooped some soup for Ming Yuchen.

"I feel much better, and my cough has also eased up a lot." Ming Yuchen smiled bashfully. If he really could have a sister-in-law like Shen Zhu, then it would be extremely good.

Although his loved ones were all far away in the capital, Shen Zhu's care and concern for him made his heart, which had been cold and lonely for many years, feel warm.

"As long as this medicinal food works, you should pay more attention to your body. It's very cold outside and you mustn't get cold. Don't read too late tonight …" Shen Zhu remembered that two days ago, he heard that the light in Ming Yuchen's room was shining into the middle of the night, so he warned her a little more.

She talked like an old mother worrying about her son.

"Alright, I'll write it down."

Ming Yuchen laughed as he listened to Shen Zhu, and did not refute.

Normally, when children heard their elders nagging, they would become extremely impatient. However, he preferred this feeling — the feeling of being cared for by others.

The western courtyard of the manor could be said to be very warm, but the eastern courtyard was a completely different place.

Meier heard the news that Xiao Li had asked about, and couldn't help but to crush the cup in his hands.

"This Shen Zhu! "She's just a lowly servant. Don't tell me that she really wants to climb over Master's head?" The anger on Meier's pretty face was especially obvious.

If Shen Zhu really cured Ming Yuchen's illness, wouldn't her plan be ruined? But now that Zhuer had gone outside to recuperate, only Xiao Li was by her side, there was no one that could help her!

Shen Zhu and his family were in the Villa, and not to mention the Uncle Chen protecting them, even Ming Yuchen was especially good to his family.

Although she was an aunt, she could still be considered half a master. Compared to Ming Yuchen, he was the proper and proper master.

Not only was she unable to do anything to Ming Yuchen, even he was unable to do anything to her!

"Xiao Li, how is the situation in the capital?" Meier frowned.

"In reply to the aunt, the person we arranged to meet with the wangfei said that the prince intends to make the second young master his Noble Heir." Xiao Li lowered his head, his voice suppressed to an extremely low pitch.

"What did you say!" Meier slammed the table and suddenly stood up, following that he threw the teacup beside him, his pretty face contorted into a ball.

"This Ming Jinmo sure has good methods! "He's provoking our young master!" Meier was so angry that his chest rose and fell while his eyes turned slightly red.

"This servant heard that ever since eldest young master returned to the manor, he had been living his life every night without doing any proper work. This caused the king to be rather dissatisfied." Xiao Li lowered his head and told her everything he knew.

"No, I can't sit still and wait for death!" Meier squinted her eyes, her eyes fiercely staring at the broken teacup, her red lips moved slightly, "I will write a letter to First Young Noble right now, send some people to send it back to the capital, I need to return to the Duke's Mansion!"

"Yes, Aunt."

Xiao Li hurriedly replied. Sensing Meier's anger, she was so scared that she didn't dare to raise her head at all.

Don't underestimate the delicate appearance Meier usually had when he was facing Mu Yu Die. In reality, she was extremely venomous behind her back, and if a servant offended her, she would be tortured even more …

Capital City

"Reporting to First Young Master, this is a letter that Aunt ordered someone to deliver from the Villa." Little Xia said respectfully.

"Oh? Meier? " Mu's eyes lit up as he read the letter ten lines at a time.

However, after he finished reading the letter in his hand, his expression didn't look good.

"Return to the capital? How could I not want you to return to the capital? However, how could I possibly disobey Father's orders? " Mu held the letter in his hand and twisted it into a ball with his large palm.

Meier was his favorite concubine out of all of them. She was beautiful and she understood his thoughts, so how could he not want her to stay by his side?

But how could he dare disobey his father's words?

While Mu was deep in thought, the door to the study was suddenly pushed open. A fifteen to sixteen year old boy rushed in and said, "Father, I have a plan to let mother return to the Royal Mansion as soon as possible."

"Ning'er? Why are you here? " When Zhi Mu saw the person, the displeasure on his face receded slightly.

"Your son came here specifically to pay respects to father." Your son came here specifically to pay respects to father. Ming Yuning quickly opened his mouth to confess.

When he entered the yard, he happened to see Little Xia hurrying into the study, so he stealthily crouched down and hid outside the study to eavesdrop for a while.

When he heard Mu mention his mother, he couldn't help but rush out.

"Forget it, this is a letter from your mother. Take a look for yourself."