After transmigrating into the book, I helped my mother reconcile with her divorced husband.

When we left the town, the sky was clear and bright, but now it was covered with dark clouds and the wind was howling.

Fearing that Lu Zhiyuan would catch a cold, the Crown Prince ordered Liuying to find the thick cloak and drape it over her shoulders. Touching her hand, his heart tightened, and he quickly touched her forehead. Her body temperature was normal, but her hand was frighteningly cold, as if it had been immersed in ice water in the dead of winter.

"Ah Yuan, wake up, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Lu Zhiyuan opened her eyes: "Sleepy, let me take a nap."

The Crown Prince looked at Liu Ying: "Did Physician Cui and Physician An say anything?"

"Imperial Physician An said that Madam's old illness has relapsed, and Imperial Physician Cui couldn't find anything wrong." Liu Ying looked worried and pressed down the carriage curtain that was being blown by the wind. "Madam has taken her medicine, which she made herself. The two imperial physicians haven't come up with a prescription yet. Should I go and ask them?"

Lu Zhiyuan let out an uncomfortable whimper and tugged at the Crown Prince's sleeve, saying, "I'm just feeling unwell and want to sleep for a while. It's nothing serious."

"Are you really alright?" The Crown Prince held her hand. "Go to sleep. Let me warm your hands."

Liu Ying pursed her lips: "There are hand warmers in the carriage..."

Upon meeting the Crown Prince's gaze, she quickly turned her face away: "This servant has spoken out of turn. Where did we get this charcoal on the way? I'm sorry to trouble Your Highness to warm the lady up properly."

They had only taken two steps when the carriage stopped. A moment later, the noise grew louder and closer, soon reaching the carriage. The prince frowned, and Liuying quickly lifted the curtain, asking the driver, "What's wrong?"

The coachman looked at the old man kneeling on the ground with a helpless expression: "They rushed over from the front, and even when Young Master Lu dismounted, he couldn't stop them. There was also a child with mobility issues, and he almost ran over him."

Following the driver's gaze, not far from the woman stood a child of about twelve or thirteen. The child wore a tattered robe, its color barely discernible, stained with dirt and dried blood. His lower legs were exposed, showing not only obvious twisting and deformity but also visibly external injuries and festering sores.

Before Liuying could see clearly, the woman suddenly stood up and grabbed a corner of the carriage curtain: "Madam, please have mercy and save my poor grandson."

"Where did this country bumpkin come from?" Upon seeing this, the driver used his hands to pry the woman's hands apart: "Go, hurry up and go, don't delay my master and mistress's journey."

After being pushed down, the woman did not move away, but changed her strategy and clung tightly to the wheel.

"Please, sir and madam, have mercy and save my eldest grandson. This old woman is willing to do anything to repay you. Ah Gou, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and beg the master and madam. If the master and madam refuse to save you, then die here. Being trampled by a horse or run over by a cart is better than dying of illness."

"How can you be like this? What do you mean by saying being trampled by a horse or run over by a cart is better than dying from illness? Are you even this child's grandmother?" Liu Ying couldn't stand it anymore and pushed aside the curtain: "Besides, we have no relation to you, why are you stopping our carriage?"

Anyone with a modicum of self-respect would have given up long ago upon hearing this, but this shameless woman clung to the wheel relentlessly. Lu Yun signaled to the two guards to pull her away, but the white-haired old woman shouted at the top of her lungs, "Indecent assault! In broad daylight, under the clear sky, how dare they do such a vile thing to an old woman like me!"

The guards were all young men in their late teens and early twenties, and they had never seen anything like this before. They didn't know whether to pull them or not.

Lu Yun drew his sword, but was stopped by Imperial Physician Cui and Imperial Physician An who rushed over.

The carriage hadn't gone far out of town when pedestrians began to gather. Although they didn't know what had happened, the old woman's shout had attracted quite a few onlookers. Some walked slowly, while others stood still, all looking on with amusement.

The Crown Prince and Crown Princess are traveling incognito, and if something happens, their journey will likely be delayed again.

Just as Physician An was about to step forward, Lu Zhiyuan poked her head out of the carriage: "You only said that we should do good deeds, but you didn't specify what we should do. Are you asking us to take you somewhere in our carriage, or to give you some food and money?"

Upon hearing the word "money," the old woman's eyes lit up: "No need to trouble you, madam. Just give us some money. I need to pay for my grandson's medical treatment. As you can see, my grandson is very ill."

As he spoke, he wiped the corner of his eye.

“The old woman has a hard life, but this child has an even harder one. His father is dead, his mother has run away, and he was beaten and had his leg broken while looking for work on the street. Madam, you look like a very wealthy and noble person. Please, Madam, have some compassion and give this child some money to save his life.”

“I recognize you.” Lu Zhiyuan, wrapped in a cloak, squatted on the carriage, her casual words piquing everyone’s curiosity.

“We stayed at the inn for two days. We checked in at dusk, and when we got off the bus, we saw you standing at the door with a child, arguing with a guest in his thirties dressed in blue brocade. You said he bumped into your granddaughter and demanded compensation.”

The old woman smiled sheepishly and lowered her head, saying, "Then you must have mistaken me for someone else. I only have one grandson, where would I get a little granddaughter?"

Lu Zhiyuan remained calm and composed: "Then perhaps I mistook it for something else. It was dark, and I didn't see clearly."

The old woman quickly replied, "It's normal that I didn't see clearly. I'm not as beautiful as you, Madam, who is one in a million. With my looks, you could pick out seventy or eighty out of a hundred people."

Lu Zhiyuan smiled slightly and tightened her cloak. "It's normal that you can't see clearly at dusk, but you can see clearly during the day, right? The next day, which was also our first day at the inn, you came again around noon, with a thirteen-year-old girl holding a pipa. You asked everyone you met if they wanted to listen to a song. The girl looked numb, with resistance in her eyes, and you pinched her hard every time you asked a table. Judging from her appearance, she shouldn't be your daughter. Could she be your eldest granddaughter? No, you just said that you only have one grandson. Where would you get an eldest granddaughter?"

The old woman swallowed hard. "Madam, you've mistaken me. As I just said, I have an ordinary appearance, so it's understandable that I might be mistaken."

Lu Zhiyuan nodded: "It is quite ordinary, but my eyes are not blind."

The old woman panicked: "Madam, if you don't want to give, just say so! I thought you were kind-hearted, but I never imagined you were someone who was used to bullying people. This old woman has a hard life, and can only go to other kind-hearted people to give alms."

Liu Ying snorted coldly: "Giving alms? You're just trying to deceive people, aren't you? I didn't even think of it until our mistress mentioned it. But you, always sneaking around in front of the inn all day long."

The old woman jumped up in a flash: "You're the one sneaking around! Your whole family is sneaking around! Money talks, you'll all die a horrible death!"

"Stop!" Lu Yun's eyes were icy cold and filled with killing intent: "Let go. He's not your grandson. He looks at you with fear."

The child mustered his courage, shook off the old woman's hand, and said in a hoarse, as if burned voice, "She's not my grandmother. She's the one who crippled my leg!"

"Slap!" A slap landed on the child's face. The old woman said viciously, "Nonsense! I'll tear your bones off and feed them to the dogs."