The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 881

Chapter 881: 406 Mother-in-law and Daughter-in-law Meet (second watch)_3

Gu Jiao glanced at the sky and judged that there was sufficient time, so she accompanied him to Vermilion Bird Avenue to visit that family and examine their condition.

It was indeed Tuberculosis.

Tuberculosis wasn’t an incurable disease in her hands, only that it required a long period of treatment, a substantial amount of medication, and the cost of the medicine was not cheap.

The scholar expressed that he would bear all the costs himself, and implored Gu Jiao to ensure the patient’s recovery.

Gu Jiao took out four types of medicine from the first-aid kit for treating Tuberculosis, carefully filled them into small porcelain bottles she carried, and wrote down the directions and dosage, "I will return in seven days for a follow-up visit."

Sun Grandmother, teary with gratitude, said, "Thank you, miss."

"Don’t thank me, thank Scholar Xu," Gu Jiao said, and she distinctly felt the presence of a curious little figure at the door.

However, when Gu Jiao stepped outside, the little figure had vanished.

Gu Jiao raised an eyebrow.

A classmate?

It was for his classmate’s sister, wasn’t it?

After leaving the Sun residence, Gu Jiao removed her mask and placed it in a special cloth pouch, walking and pondering at the same time. Since she had gone to the wrong place yesterday, then who was the lady she treated?

Elsewhere, Princess Xinyang and her entourage also returned to Vermilion Bird Avenue.

Princess Xinyang had her own Princess Residence in the Capital City, but everyone understood that she would not live in that place of heartache again.

Because Long Yi had given the thousand-year ganoderma to someone else, Princess Xinyang had no choice but to instruct Yujin to pick another gift to be sent to the Crown Prince’s wife.

Princess Xinyang called a young maid to serve.

The young maid was about to pour tea for Princess Xinyang when she unexpectedly exclaimed, "Huh? Why is there something in the cup?"

"What is it?" Princess Xinyang asked.

The young maid presented the teacup, and a rich fragrance of flowers instantly assailed the senses. Within moments, the entire room was permeated with the scent of a hundred flowers.

Princess Xinyang examined the brown pills in the teacup with a thoughtful expression.

"Yujin."

"Your Highness."

"Please go to the East Palace..."

An hour later, Yujin appeared in the Warm Pavilion of the East Palace.

The Crown Prince’s wife personally welcomed her, "What brings Yujin to visit?"

Yujin politely replied, "The Princess sent me to deliver some special products from Fengdu Mountain to the Crown Prince’s wife."

Long Yi hadn’t disobeyed her order; he had simply given the thank-you gift to the person who truly deserved it.

However, there were quite a few puzzling aspects in this matter.

Long Yi couldn’t possibly have failed to notice her, yet he didn’t stop her from entering the room and allowed her to switch out his medicine.

That was one point.

Secondly, why did that person secretly swap her medicine? To harm her? But those white tablets clearly had medicinal properties.

To help her? They were neither kin nor friends, so why would she offer help?

She had clearly provided assistance and yet today in the Pavilion, she pretended not to recognize her.

What was this? A method to grab her attention?

Furthermore, not many people knew about her staying at Vermilion Bird Avenue. The Crown Prince’s wife’s visit was due to her sending Yujin to the palace to report safety to the Emperor, which led to the Crown Prince’s wife encountering them.

How could an ordinary daughter of Ning An Marquis Residence have the phenomenal ability to find this place?

Princess Xinyang was not a fragile princess like Ning An protected under the wings of the Empress Dowager and the Emperor. She had weathered countless storms and undercurrents, and she had lost her only flesh and blood.

She would not naively trust anyone, nor would she underestimate the intentions of anyone in this world.

She gazed out at the bright moon from the window, and her fingertips tapped lightly on the table. With each tap, the night seemed to grow a degree more silent.

Suddenly, her fingers halted, and she spoke in an icy voice, "Bring that girl to me."