Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot-Chapter 416 - 378: The Grand Commander Who Coaxes Babies_3

Chapter 416: Chapter 378: The Grand Commander Who Coaxes Babies_3

Shang Wuyou collapsed into the chair.

The Miao King suddenly thought this kid was rather pitiable. Next time, he should go easier on him.

Just a little, no more than that.

Meng Qianqian spoke softly, "Grandfather, Lady Yan, let’s step out for now and give him some time alone to calm down."

"Sigh."

The Miao King stood up and patted Shang Wuyou on the shoulder. "Alright, I won’t hit you for the next three days."

Meng Qianqian escorted Lady Yan out of the residence.

She understood Lady Yan hadn’t told the whole truth—at least the part about Second Aunt being kind to her was definitely a fabrication.

Lady Yan walked at a leisurely pace through the snow, speaking faintly, "It’s true I owe someone a debt of gratitude, but it’s not to the Second Madam. It’s to my senior sister, the wife of the Shang Family’s patriarch."

Meng Qianqian asked curiously, "You’re my mother’s junior disciple sister?"

Lady Yan let out a cold laugh. "You really think you’re Shang Jiu? Playing the role so deep, you better be careful when the act is over, you may not be able to come back to reality."

Meng Qianqian replied, "That’s my business."

There were some things not worth debating. Whether she believed she was Shang Jiu or not didn’t matter—after all, today Lady Yan had lent her a helping hand.

Meng Qianqian added, "Thank you."

Lady Yan said, "They’re my senior sister’s blood relatives. I didn’t do it for you."

Meng Qianqian brushed off a snowflake from her shoulder. "I was referring to the time you infiltrated the Pavilion of Thousands to rescue my younger sister."

Lady Yan said nothing.

The two walked on for a while longer.

Meng Qianqian spoke again, "Since the Shang Family’s Madame treated you with kindness, why did you later join the effort to exterminate her family?"

Lady Yan still refused to answer.

Meng Qianqian spoke calmly, "If you don’t want to say, then forget it."

Lady Yan retorted coldly, "You claim you’re Shang Jiu, yet when facing the enemy who destroyed your family, standing right in front of you, why didn’t you strike?"

Meng Qianqian replied, "Take a guess?"

"Hmph."

Lady Yan disdained playing such childish games with her.

She understood Meng Qianqian was trying to bait her into answering first.

But some answers, she was determined to take to her grave.

Before boarding the carriage, Lady Yan handed Meng Qianqian a medicine bottle. "The Pavilion Master procured medicine from Medicine King Valley to merely prolong her life for a while—it’s no longer necessary for her to take it. What she consumes monthly as the Great Replenishing Pill is, in reality, the Linglong Pill from the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion. She’s frail, and without careful attention, she’s more prone to relapses than most people. I only have three Linglong Pills left, which can sustain her life for a maximum of three months. You’ve got two options: send her back to the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion within three months or find a way to completely neutralize the drugs they’ve given her during that time."

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Lu Yuan returned from court.

Meng Qianqian recounted Shang Changle’s illness and Lady Yan’s visit. She left out the part about her identity as Shang Jiu but included the connection between Lady Yan and the Shang Family’s Madame as disciples.

"The pressing matters are Changle’s illness and Wuyou’s fate. If Gongsun Yanming truly went to Medicine King Valley to seek medicine for Changle, he must’ve exchanged Wuyou’s life for it. Who knows when Medicine King Valley will come to collect their debt from Wuyou? Gongsun Yanming is despicable!"

Lu Yuan pondered aloud, "Since the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion has plans to make use of Shang Wuyou, his life should be safe for now, at least until he loses his value. Treat Changle’s illness first."

Meng Qianqian replied, "Changle has been poisoned—it should be some kind of chronic toxin. But I searched through Yin Hu’s notes and couldn’t find this toxin. I’ve also tried Yin Hu’s Poison Formula, but it didn’t work. Even toxins that Yin Hu couldn’t counteract—there’s no one in the Capital City likely to resolve this."

Not just the Capital City—in fact, perhaps no doctor in the Central Plains could counteract it.

Lu Yuan said, "There’s one person who might be able to save Changle."

Meng Qianqian asked urgently, "Who?"

Lu Yuan replied evenly, "My grandmother possesses Witch Mountain’s secret techniques. If Yin Hu’s antidotes don’t work, she might be able to resolve this. Only—"

Meng Qianqian grabbed his arm. "Only what?"

Lu Yuan glanced at her hand clutching his arm and spoke solemnly, "Witch Mountain has rules. It doesn’t treat outsiders."

Meng Qianqian asked doubtfully, "Didn’t Auntie heal Yao Sheng back then?"

Lu Yuan sighed, "It was precisely because of her that Witch Mountain established this rule."

Meng Qianqian’s gaze dimmed. "Is there no way, then?"

Just as hope emerged, it was extinguished again. This feeling was unbearable.

Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow. "There is a way, but—"

Meng Qianqian asked eagerly, "Tell me!"

Lu Yuan’s gaze swept over her soft abdomen. "If your belly held her great-grandchild, she might be so delighted that she’d abolish the rule."

Meng Qianqian: "..."