Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot-Chapter 414 - 378: The Grand Commander who Coaxes Babies

Lady Yan is unexpectedly an elder of the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion—this was beyond Meng Qianqian’s expectations.

The Thousand Mechanism Pavilion actually planted one of their elders as an undercover operative under Prime Minister Xun. What a bold move.

But upon further thought, if it weren’t for Lady Yan’s highly unusual status, Prime Minister Xun wouldn’t trust her this much.

"Elder Yan, are you here to rescue us and take us back to the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion?"

Shang Wuyou asked.

Lady Yan, having calmed her inner shock, replied steadily and unhurriedly, "Young Master, I came to the Governor Mansion at Madam Lu’s invitation."

After saying this, she turned to Meng Qianqian, "I wonder why Madam Lu summoned me here?"

Shang Wuyou frowned, "You know each other?"

Meng Qianqian stared directly at Lady Yan and said, "We’re merely acquaintances, not close."

Shang Wuyou couldn’t grasp the hidden undertones in their exchange, as the two hardly seemed like strangers by any measure.

Besides, Elder Yan was infamous within the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion for her independent ways—her fellow disciples often couldn’t even persuade her.

Meng Qianqian pointed to the bed where Shang Changle lay, "Changle is ill. Wuyou doesn’t trust me, so I had no choice but to seek your help as an elder of the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion to treat her."

Lady Yan approached the bed and looked at Shang Wuyou standing defensively in her way, "Young Master, could you step aside? I need to check Miss Changle’s pulse."

Shang Wuyou asked warily, "What exactly is your relationship with the Governor Mansion?"

Lady Yan responded calmly, "The patient’s condition is urgent; some matters can’t be explained in a few words. Let me treat Miss Changle first, then I’ll answer your questions, Young Master."

Shang Wuyou glanced at Lady Yan, then at his increasingly weak sister. After hesitating for a while, he finally stepped aside.

Meng Qianqian didn’t disclose her diagnosis to Lady Yan.

Lady Yan also began with the pulse check, followed by examining the eyes and tongue.

This was hardly unusual—other doctors would likely follow a similar procedure. However, Shang Wuyou keenly noticed some details that were strangely identical between the two women.

For instance, pressing three times to find the pulse, or using a silver scoop to examine the tongue.

Ultimately, even the act of tucking in the corners of the quilt was exactly the same.

It was as though... they shared the same teacher.

Meng Qianqian instructed Ban Xia to leave, leaving only the four of them in the room.

Shang Wuyou cast a wary glance at Meng Qianqian and asked Lady Yan, "Elder Yan, how is my sister?"

Lady Yan was about to reply when the Miao King entered the room.

He sensed the tense atmosphere and, eyes darting around, asked Meng Qianqian, "Granddaughter-in-law, have I come at a bad time?"

Meng Qianqian looked towards Lady Yan.

Lady Yan said, "I have no objections."

Shang Wuyou said, "I do..."

"You have shit objections!"

The Miao King swaggered over to Meng Qianqian and, hands on his hips, glared at Shang Wuyou, exuding an air of "if you dare disrespect my granddaughter-in-law, I’ll bust your head open."

Shang Wuyou turned away with a resentful expression.

Lady Yan was slightly astonished at Wuyou’s reaction.

She had practically watched the siblings grow up and knew the brother’s personality well—more stubborn than his sister, more arrogant too. He was the type who’d rather die than submit, and only a rare few could put him in his place.

"Lady Yan, what’s wrong with the girl Changle?"

The Miao King asked.

Lady Yan sighed, "Her condition is rather complicated."

"Then take your time to explain."

The Miao King pulled over two chairs—one for himself, one for his granddaughter-in-law. The other two could sort themselves out!

Lady Yan also found a stool to sit on.

Shang Wuyou was practically suspecting they were all family.

Lady Yan addressed Meng Qianqian, "Earlier, you used the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles to reduce her fever, didn’t you?"

Meng Qianqian nodded.

Shang Wuyou’s brows furrowed upon hearing this, "Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles? That’s a long-lost needle technique of the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion—even Elder Yan has only mastered half of it... Where did you steal it from?"

Meng Qianqian replied indifferently, "Take a guess."

Shang Wuyou: "..."

Lady Yan noticed Shang Wuyou’s hostility toward Meng Qianqian. She paused and decided to directly ask Meng Qianqian, "Was it you who had these siblings brought back from the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion?"

She specifically used "brought back," not "abducted."

Shang Wuyou’s brows furrowed even deeper.

Meng Qianqian admitted candidly, "Yes."

Lady Yan said coldly, "You’ve surprised me. I warned you to guard against being found by the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, yet you went knocking on their door yourself—and even brought their Young Master and Miss away with you. Are you afraid the Pavilion doesn’t know of your existence?"

Meng Qianqian replied calmly, "I told you there’s no need for them to look for me. I will find them."

Shang Wuyou listened with growing confusion. This woman named Meng Qianqian seemed to have grievances with the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, yet Elder Yan wasn’t siding with the Pavilion either.

He stared icily at Meng Qianqian, "Who are you really?"