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

Liang Chongyue's gaze lingered on the magnificent plaque for a few seconds before he looked away.

Her scumbag father was always thinking a hundred steps ahead, and she didn't know how many tricks he had waiting for her. Although the chances of winning the battle in the north were extremely high, it was still extremely dangerous.

"Let's go. Thank you for your help."

"The general will not dare."

Liang Chongyue entered the Marquis' Mansion. It was the same as before, except that everything was decorated in white, making it look solemn and desolate.

It was the first time for Liang Chongyue to enter the Xiang family's ancestral hall. Low crying sounds could be heard from inside. Just by listening to them, one could tell that there was great pain being suppressed.

The voice was familiar. Liang Chongyue walked closer and saw that it was indeed his aunt. His aunt was only in her forties this year, and it had only been half a year since they last met. His aunt's hair was no longer shiny black, and there were many silver strands in her black hair.

If my uncle saw my aunt like this, he would be heartbroken.

When Xiang Lin heard the voice, she turned around and saw that it was Chongyue. She hurriedly wiped the tears from her face and staggered to her feet with the help of the maid beside her.

Seeing that his aunt was in a weak state and her legs were weak, Liang Chongyue quickly stepped forward to help her up, but he didn't expect to pull the wound on her back, which seemed to have split even wider.

"Your Highness, the Princess, is here to see you. May Your Highness be safe and sound."

"Aunt, there's no need to be so polite. Chongyue is here to see cousin Jingchuan."

Liang Chongyue looked at the tablet in front of the many tablets. On it was written Xiang Jingchuan's name and small characters, and Xiang Jingchuan's life achievements were also engraved on the side.

"Cousin Jingchuan has dedicated his entire life to the Great Xia. Without him, the battle at the border would never have gone so smoothly. The Great Xia owes him a debt of gratitude and to the Xiang family."

Liang Chongyue said as he took the incense handed to him by Yunling, bowed towards Xiang Jingchuan's tablet, and then inserted the incense into the tablet himself.

Xiang Lin knew very well that His Highness's words were inappropriate, but the people in this ancestral hall were all her family. Her husband and sons had been fighting for Daxia all over the world, and it was difficult for them to reunite as a family throughout the year.

She came from a noble family, and if she had not loved the general, her parents would never have allowed her to marry into the Xiang family.

She is also a human being, and she should be unhappy about the pain of losing her son, but the Xiang family has been loyal for generations. From the moment she made her choice, she no longer has the right to grieve.

It is an honor to die on the battlefield for the country, and the Xiang family's prosperity for generations is built on such honor.

After Liang Chongyue offered incense to Xiang Jingchuan, she turned around and saw that her aunt's face was full of pain. She had no right to persuade her. She remembered that the jade carving that Xiang Jingchuan had sent to the mansion together with the jade hairpin that day should still be in her warehouse. She would ask someone to send it to her after she returned, as a way to leave a memory for her aunt.

"Take care, aunt. Cousin Jingchuan's spirit in heaven would surely not want to see you so distressed."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your concern."

Seeing that his aunt still looked depressed, Liang Chongyue didn't say anything more, so as not to mention his aunt's sad story.

"Chongyue, go see your grandmother. Aunt, please take care of yourself."

After Liang Chongyue finished speaking, he took Yunling out of the ancestral hall. Lieutenant General Bian, an old subordinate of his grandfather, was still waiting outside.

"Let's go, take this princess to see my grandmother."

"Yes."

Lieutenant General Bian retired because he injured his leg on the battlefield and became unable to move. Since then, he has been following my grandfather.

Compared to the soldiers who died on the battlefield, they were already lucky.

As soon as Liang Chongyue arrived at Shou'an Hall, he saw the imperial physician hurriedly coming out with a medicine box, looking anxious, as if something had happened.

"Doctor Luo."

Yun Ling recognized the imperial physician and called out to stop him.

Doctor Luo had been thinking about Princess Gaoyang's condition when he suddenly heard someone calling him. He turned around and saw Her Royal Highness the Princess standing not far away. He immediately retracted his steps and walked towards Her Royal Highness the Princess.

"Your humble servant Luo Ping greets Her Royal Highness the Princess. May Your Highness live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years."

"Get up, how is the princess?"

Liang Chongyue's face was calm, but there was a hint of intimidation in her voice. Only she knew how anxious she was.

"Your Highness, Princess Gaoyang is frightened and suffering from heart failure. I have used medicine to protect Princess Gaoyang's heart, but..."

Upon hearing that his grandmother was suffering from heart failure, Liang Chongyue frowned even deeper.

"But what? If you have something to say, just say it now. Why are you hesitating?"

Yun Ling supported His Highness with one hand and felt the cold sweat on His Highness's palm. She knew that the wound on His Highness's back must have opened again and it must be very painful.

Doctor Luo did not hesitate any longer upon seeing this, and blurted out his diagnosis:

"But this heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. If Princess Gaoyang can't think clearly, then even the most expensive medicine can only slow down the rate of her body's decline."

Doctor Luo had already put it tactfully. Princess Gaoyang was already old, and when she was young she had been suffering at the border with the Marquis. Her health was already weak, and this ordeal had cost her at least ten years of life.

Doctor Luo had a close personal relationship with the Marquis's Mansion. Seeing the princess's anxious expression, he hesitated for a moment before deciding to tell her the final diagnosis:

"If the princess's illness hasn't improved before the end of the year, I'm afraid it will be completely incurable."

After Doctor Luo finished speaking, he sighed, shook his head helplessly, and bowed to the princess.

"I will go ahead and confirm the prescription and prepare the medicine for the princess."

Liang Chongyue nodded slightly and added:

"No matter how precious and rare the herb is, if the Imperial Hospital doesn't have it, please send a letter to this princess's residence. As long as it can save the princess' life, Imperial Doctor Luo will speak up."

Doctor Luo understood the princess's feelings for the princess, nodded, and left with the medicine box.

Liang Chongyue stood there, looking at the gate of Shou'an Hall. The first time she came here, it was her grandmother who held her hand and led her in.

Time passed quickly, and she was actually a little afraid to step in.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. The Princess is blessed with good fortune and will be fine."

Yun Ling gently wiped the sweat from the prince's palms with a handkerchief, to prevent the princess from noticing and worrying him when he went in.

Only after Yun Ling wiped the sweat from her palms did Liang Chongyue lead his men in.

As soon as Liang Chongyue stepped over the threshold, he saw Mother Liu beside his grandmother turn her head and wipe her tears. Her eyes were red and swollen. He thought that his grandmother's condition must be more serious than what Doctor Luo said.

"your Highness."

As soon as Mrs. Liu opened her mouth, Liang Chongyue put her hand to her mouth and made a gesture of silence.

After understanding, Mother Liu took the princess to the bedside of the princess.

Liang Chongyue stood in front of the bed and looked at her grandmother who was sleeping soundly. She gently sat down beside her bed, took her grandmother's hand out from under the quilt, and began to take her pulse.