After the arranged marriage, I pampered the sickly regent.

The child was thin and weak, clearly suffering from long-term malnutrition. The woman's attire suggested she had only recently arrived in the capital, enduring a long and arduous journey. How could she possibly be in good health under such circumstances?

It was precisely because of this that the best time for treatment was missed, causing the condition to worsen again. If it weren't for me meeting him today, he probably wouldn't have escaped the fate of leaving us.

Ye Qingwu sighed softly. Since they had met, it must be fate.

She took out silver needles, intending to use thirteen needles to completely cure the child's symptoms.

The onlookers watched Ye Qingwu's treatment in silence, no one daring to make a sound. The shopkeeper's eyes widened; he had never seen such a method of treatment using acupuncture before.

The moment Ye Yuanfeng saw Ye Qingwu treating the child, doubts arose in his heart.

Could it be that Ye Qingwu really knows medicine? But how is that possible?

In his memory, Ye Qingwu had always been incredibly stupid, always asking him for his permission before doing anything.

If anything happened, she would definitely tell herself, "If Ye Qingwu really knows medicine, why doesn't she tell him?"

Or is it that everything Ye Qingwu did before was an act, and this is her true nature?

When Ye Yuanfeng thought of this, he felt a strange panic, as if he had unknowingly lost something important. Was it because of the sadness of being deceived?

No! Ye Yuanfeng quickly dismissed the idea. This Ye Qingwu was a fraud from the very beginning. Not only did she bully Qingzhu, but she also used silver needles to prick him.

People like her don't deserve to be treated well at all.

Ye Yuanfeng glared at Ye Qingwu with hatred. If it weren't for the silver needle still stuck in his arm, he would never have allowed Ye Qingwu to continue treatment.

Now that she wants to treat the child, he wants to see how Ye Qingwu will face so many people if something happens to the child.

Most importantly, Ye Qingwu has severed ties with the Duke's mansion, so even if something happens, it won't be traced back to him. Besides, so many people saw him try to stop her, but Ye Qingwu wouldn't listen. What can he do about this?

As she inserted the last silver needle, Ye Qingwu took the child's pulse again. Her tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and not only was the pulse stable, but the symptoms could now be said to be completely cured.

Only after the silver needles were removed did the woman dare to speak and disturb them.

Her gaze was fixed on Ye Qingwu, and she asked anxiously, "Your Highness, how is my child?"

"He'll wake up in a little while. I'll write you a prescription later. Go get the medicine according to the prescription and give it to the child every morning and evening. In less than a month, his body will be just like a normal person's."

"Same……"

The woman, as if struck by a sudden thought, became agitated, her voice choked with emotion as she asked, "Your Highness, does the same thing mean my child is already...?"

Ye Qingwu nodded, giving the woman a definite answer.

"He will no longer suffer from this illness. Once his body recovers, he will be healthier and grow up safely."

The woman knelt down before Ye Qingwu with a thud, saying, "Your Highness, I will never forget your life-saving grace."

"This is the consultation fee, please accept it."

The woman took out a bag from her bosom. The bag looked heavy, and what she took out shocked everyone.

Gold! What a huge piece of gold.

"If you get this, you'll be rich!" Ye Qingwu originally wanted to refuse, but it was clear that everyone present was tempted by the gold in the woman's hand.

Even if she doesn't accept it, this woman with a child will likely attract the attention of some people with ill intentions.

The woman handed over the gold, her tone extremely sincere, "Your Highness, I came to the capital with my child to find his father. This gold was given to me by a nobleman I saved on the road."

"These are all the valuable things I have on me, please accept them."

"Have you found your relatives yet?"

Ye Qingwu asked.

“His father only sent a letter and a writing brush, saying that once it arrived in the capital, the government would know, and he should become an official. But the child suddenly developed symptoms on the way, and I didn’t have time to get there.”

"A calligraphy brush? May I take a look?" Ye Qingwu suddenly thought of the plot in the book.

"Of course." The woman took out the calligraphy brush again.

Ye Qingwu took it, and when she saw the character "Shen" engraved on the pen, she instantly understood.

"Is your child named Shen Ran?"

"Yes! Your Highness, how do you know my child's name? Do you know the father of my child?"

That's it. The book mentions that after the original owner married Jiang Wenjin, she unintentionally saved Shen Xiangguo's child, Shen Ran. It was for this reason that, in Jiang Wenjin's later official career, no matter how difficult things were, Shen Xiangguo was willing to help. It can be said that Jiang Wenjin's later success in becoming the Grand Secretary was largely due to Shen Xiangguo.

Unexpectedly, he ended up saving the person by sheer coincidence.

"Madam, do you have a place to stay in the capital?"

"I'm currently staying at an inn in the east of the city with my child."

"Then please stay there for a few more days, madam. I think the child's father will find you soon."

Ye Qingwu returned the brush to the woman and spoke softly.

The woman instantly understood Ye Qingwu's meaning and pretended to kowtow to her.

Seeing this, Ye Qingwu quickly stopped her, "Get up."

"mother……"

At this moment, the unconscious child opened his eyes, and the woman rushed forward. Ye Qingwu smiled when she saw this and turned to leave.

"Second Young Master, the Princess Consort has departed."

The attendant beside Ye Yuanfeng reminded him, and thinking of the silver needles on his arm, Ye Yuanfeng quickly chased after him. He caught up with the person just before they reached a corner.

"Ye Qingwu, you stop right there."

Looking at Ye Yuanfeng blocking her way, Ye Qingwu asked, "Is there anything else, Second Young Master Ye?"

"Do you perhaps want to make sure your other arm also loses all feeling?"

Ye Yuanfeng was furious. "How dare you say that, Ye Qingwu? I became like this because of you."

"Why don't you remove this silver needle from my arm right now, or else..."

"How about otherwise?"

"Ye Yuanfeng, has no one ever taught you that you should be more polite to people when you ask them to do things for you? But Su is just a concubine, how could she tell you such things?"

"What aunt? Ye Qingwu, you're being incredibly heartless. Don't you think about what you did to Qingzhu a few years ago? If it weren't for Mother's intervention, how could Father have forgiven you?"

"Although she is not our mother, she has never mistreated you."

"Are you sure you haven't?"