The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

Liang Chongyue did not take Yunling's words to heart. Childhood engagement and childhood sweethearts were all empty talk in front of her. As long as she didn't want to, no one could force her.

"It's okay, my mother won't force me to marry."

Liang Chongyue had a good impression of the Princess of Guangling. As for her son, no matter how outstanding he was, it had nothing to do with her.

On the way back to Yiku Palace, Liang Chongyue happened to see Qi Deyuan turning back and walking towards Jingyang Palace with a group of eunuchs. It seemed that the death of Concubine Lian would spread throughout the harem soon.

Liang Chongyue stood there, watching Qi Deyuan and his men walk away, then he withdrew his gaze and headed straight for Yiku Palace.

As soon as Liang Chongyue stepped into the gate of Yiku Palace, he was blocked by the red camphor wood boxes all over the yard.

"This is?"

Liang Chongyue turned around and looked at Yunling. Seeing Yunling's shocked face, he knew that she must not know about this either.

"Your Highness, you are finally back."

Ping An nimbly moved between the camphorwood boxes and came to Liang Chongyue. Before he had time to catch his breath, he began to report the situation in the yard.

"Your Highness, these camphorwood boxes were brought by the Princess of Guangling from Yunzhou. Eunuch Li Jin sent someone to open them and inspect them. They are filled with valuables worth a fortune, priceless. However, the Empress's expression was unhappy when she saw these boxes. The Princess of Guangling doesn't seem well. I wonder what her purpose is in coming here this time."

Liang Chongyue focused on the second half of Ping An's words. His scumbag father's birthday this year was not a full birthday. According to the past, gifts were delivered early. At most, Prince Guangling would come in person to celebrate his scumbag father's birthday.

A new person came this year. She hadn't thought too much about it before, but now it seems that it has something to do with the poor health of Princess Guangling.

"Okay, this princess understands."

Liang Chongyue took Yun Ling in, and as soon as they entered, they heard a rapid cough, which sounded a bit like pneumonia. It was even more severe than Li Yuan's cough in his early years. It seemed that there was no hope in this era.

"Your son greets the Queen Mother and Aunt Rong."

Liang Chongyue had finished her ceremony, but Princess Guangling hadn't finished coughing yet. She had a veil on her face and a handkerchief covering her mouth. Her pretty face was red from coughing, and she must have been in great pain.

Even so, he did not forget to wave at her, signaling her to stand up.

Liang Chongyue had studied medicine for a period of time before, but later gave up because it would take decades to master the art, but he could still do simple pulse taking.

The Princess of Guangling was originally named Ruan Xiaorong. After marrying the Prince of Guangling, she changed her name by taking the middle character Xiao and adding her husband's surname, and named herself He Ruanrong. In Liang Chongyue's opinion, Aunt Rong is a complete love-brained person.

Fortunately, the two love-brained people came together. Prince Guangling has been loyal to her all these years. In this feudal era, Prince Guangling's mansion has not had a single concubine in all these years. Aunt Rong was said to be jealous by countless people in the women's circle in the early years, and later everyone envied her.

Unfortunately, God just can’t stand seeing people living a good life, and he has to make healthy people sick.

Liang Chongyue stood up and looked up to see that her mother's eyes were full of heartache and worry when she looked at Aunt Rong. Over the years, whenever her mother received a letter from Aunt Rong and mentioned her to her, there would always be envy in her eyes. It seemed that there was no woman in the capital who did not envy Aunt Rong.

"Li Jin, quickly call the imperial physician."

Liang Chongyue stood in the hall, she could understand the worry and anxiety in her mother's tone.

"Cough cough cough, it's okay, it's okay, cough cough cough, it's an old problem."

That was what she said, but Aunt Rong couldn't stop coughing for a while. She was standing so close that she could see blood on Aunt Rong's handkerchief. She must be terminally ill. Yunzhou is far away from the capital, and the journey was tiring and exhausting. Her illness must have worsened.

Liang Chongyue did not sit down in a hurry. She stood there and watched He Yanting anxiously patting Aunt Rong's back. The servants following Aunt Rong had already prepared the medicine in their hands and were waiting for Aunt Rong to speak so that they could directly give it to her with tea.

Fortunately, Aunt Rong recovered after coughing for a while, drank two sips of tea, and looked better.

"The imperial physician won't be here for a while. If it's convenient for Aunt Rong, Chongyue will take your pulse first."

Everyone in the hall focused their attention on He Ruanrong. When Liang Chongyue opened his mouth, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Liang Chongyue has already walked towards Aunt Rong. Although her system is no longer of much use, the miraculous medicines in the system are still there. The medical technology of this era is not as advanced as that of later generations. Pneumonia can take a person's life. In later generations, it is just a matter of getting a few injections, hanging some water, and taking some medicine for care.

Xiang Huayue saw this scene and remembered what Ruan Rong had just said to her. Her gaze gradually shifted to He Yanting who was standing next to Ruan Rong.

She and Ruan Rong were close friends. When Ruan Rong gave birth to her child, His Majesty was still a prince, and she could often go out of the house to visit the child. The child grew up under her nose.

She understood his character and conduct. As the beloved wife of Prince Guangling, she must have learned from his words and deeds over the years, and He Yanting must be a good child who cares about his family.

While Xiang Huayue was looking at He Yanting, He Ruanrong also recovered from the discomfort of coughing. Her eyes, which had just coughed out tears, now looked at Liang Chongyue with eyes as clear as autumn water, full of strong affection.

The affection in Aunt Rong's eyes was so obvious that Liang Chongyue could hardly ignore it. Meeting her gaze reminded her of many things in the past.

"My dear child, I am very happy that you are so kind. The imperial physician said that my illness is incurable. You are young, so stay away from me and don't let the illness get to you."

As she spoke, He Ruanrong wanted to reach out and push Liang Chongyue away, but when she thought about the disease she was carrying and was afraid of passing it on to her, she stretched out her hand, which was so thin that it was just skin and bones, in the air, with blood vessels clearly visible under her snow-white skin.

Before He Ruanrong could withdraw her hand, Liang Chongyue grabbed it and started taking her pulse.

She didn't use any force in her hands, and Aunt Rong tried to pull her hand back several times, but it was in vain. She had no choice but to lean back and try to stay away from Chongyue.

Liang Chongyue placed his hand on Aunt Rong's pulse, only to feel that the pulse was beating extremely weakly, like a candle in the wind, sometimes flickering and sometimes disappearing. Each beat seemed so powerless, as if she was struggling with all her strength.

She remembered that her aunt was only a few years older than her mother, but why did her pulse feel even weaker than that of an elderly person? The journey to the capital had exhausted her body, and if she didn't receive effective treatment, it seemed that she wouldn't live for many days.