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

The next day, it started to rain outside.

The pattering rain woke Lu Zhiyuan, who had been sleeping soundly all night. The Crown Prince, who had been by her bedside without sleep, saw Lu Zhiyuan open her eyes and hurriedly called for her uncle. Lu Zhiyuan felt a buzzing in her ears, and her eyelids were so heavy that she could only barely open them through a thin slit.

"Brother Prince?"

"I'm here!" The Crown Prince leaned forward, staring intently at Lu Zhiyuan's pale face, and said anxiously, "Are you feeling unwell? Your uncle is here, Ayuan will be alright."

"Lu Yun—" Thinking of the head that Zuo Yi was holding, Lu Zhiyuan suddenly opened her eyes: "Where is Lu Yun? Is he...?"

"He's outside." The Crown Prince quickly said, "A-Yuan, don't be afraid, Lu Yun is fine. There's A-Lu's head in that bundle."

"Nothing's wrong? The head belongs to Alu?" Lu Zhiyuan reached out and grabbed the prince's sleeve: "Where's Zuo Yi? I want Zuo Yi to tell me."

"Alright, alright, I'll go and call them in right away." The Crown Prince comforted her, "Let your uncle take your pulse first. Once Zuo Yi and Lu Yun come in, A Yuan will know immediately."

The Crown Prince and Imperial Physician Jiang kept watch inside the room all night, while Zuo Yi, Lu Yun, Han Ting, and Imperial Physicians Cui An kept watch outside the door all night. As soon as the Crown Prince opened the door, before he could even speak, the others surrounded him.

"How is the young lady?"

The one who asked the question was Han Ting. His injuries hadn't healed, and he'd stood outside the door all night; his face was deathly pale, not much better looking than Lu Zhiyuan inside. Lu Yun stood beside Han Ting, silent, but his eyes were filled with self-reproach and worry. Zuo Yi lowered his head, not daring to look the Crown Prince in the eye.

It wasn't that she was afraid of being scolded by the Crown Prince, but rather that she couldn't bear to see him sad.

As the Crown Prince's personal bodyguard, he knew how much the Crown Prince cared about the Crown Princess.

The two imperial physicians, Cui and An, were also concerned about Lu Zhiyuan's condition and couldn't help but say, "The previous medicinal herbs are all stockpiled, and Manager Xie has also prepared a lot of tonics. Your Highness should ask Physician Jiang if we can find the herbs, decoct them, or boil them. We will do it ourselves and there will be no mistakes."

"Thank you for your help, Imperial Physicians. However, this prescription still needs to be discussed further with Uncle and A-Yuan." The Crown Prince nodded and turned to Han Ting: "Your injuries have not yet healed, so don't let your young lady worry about you any further."

Turning around, she instructed Cui Taiyi, "Please trouble the imperial physician to escort him and check on his condition. I don't want A-Yuan to worry about him while she's ill."

Han Ting originally intended to go into the room to check on him, but considering that what the Crown Prince said was indeed true, and fearing that Lu Zhiyuan would worry about him, he left with Imperial Physician Cui, turning back every few steps.

Inside the room, Physician Jiang and Lu Zhiyuan were talking.

Physician Jiang: "You shouldn't have come to Ganzhou! Knowing you're not well, you still insisted on doing this. What are you going to do about your mother?"

Lu Zhiyuan: "I only wanted to come out and see the world because I knew my days were numbered. I spent a small part of my fifteen years in the villa and a large part in the palace. I feel like a bird in a gilded cage. Although I have no worries about food and clothing, I can only see a small piece of the world in front of me."

Physician Jiang: "Where can't you go to clear your mind? Besides, there's no need to get involved in those things. If you hadn't been so fixated on that case, how could you have been attacked halfway through? And how could your body be in such a state... Never mind, there's no point in saying more. This is a prescription I came up with last night. Take a look, see if it shows any improvement?"

Lu Zhiyuan gently shook her head, took the prescription, and placed it aside: "Uncle Jiang's medical skills are superb. How could he not see that no medicine would work for me? The prescription is very good. Every ingredient was carefully considered and pondered by Uncle Jiang. Too strong, and I'm afraid it would burden this frail body. Too weak, and it might not work. I understand Uncle Jiang's intentions, but... since the Crown Prince is here, I'd be grateful if Uncle Jiang could lend me a hand."

Physician Jiang sighed softly.

He knew perfectly well that what Lu Zhiyuan said was true, but she was someone he had watched grow up, and how could he just stand by and watch her die? This prescription was written with all the knowledge he had acquired in his life; although it couldn't bring her back to life, it could neutralize the toxins in her body and perhaps give her a better chance of survival.

However, in Lu Zhiyuan's view, living one or two more days was of no practical significance. She knew her body well, she knew the medicine she had developed even better, and the system had told her that her body could only last for another half a month at most.

She didn't want to waste time on these things, and even less did she want Uncle Jiang to be implicated. The emperor's heart is unpredictable; even if he was the crown prince's maternal uncle, there was no guarantee that the crown prince wouldn't use this prescription against Physician Jiang and the Jiang family in the future.

People change, especially those who sit in that position.

Zuo Yi knelt down as soon as he entered the door: "Your subordinate deserves to die. Your subordinate should not have brought that head back, and even more so, he should not have frightened the Crown Princess, making her mistakenly believe that it was Lu Yun's head. You may beat me, scold me, kill me, or torture me, your subordinate will endure it all. Your subordinate only hopes that the Crown Princess can get better, otherwise, your subordinate does not know how to explain to the deceased Liu Ying."

"It's none of your business. I was just too anxious and didn't ask clearly." Seeing Lu Yun, she knew that the Crown Prince hadn't lied to her; the bundle indeed didn't contain Lu Yun's head.

"What exactly happened? I need to know the cause and effect."

Just as Zuo Yi was about to speak, she saw Lu Yun standing to the side and nudged him.

"I'm not good with words, and I'm afraid I might say something wrong that would make Your Highness so angry she'd vomit blood." She glanced at Lu Yun and said, "Let Lu Yun do the talking! I'm just an assistant."

"It's Lu Yun's fault for making Miss worry." Lu Yun walked to the window: "Please punish me, Miss!"

"What should I do to punish you?" Lu Zhiyuan shifted her body, which was stiff from lying down all night. "Knowing that you are safe and sound puts my mind at ease. You must never act on your own like this again, unless I am no longer here. As long as I am here, I am your mistress, and you must inform me of your every move and every word, and obtain my permission."

“Lu Yun.” Lu Zhiyuan looked at that face: “Don’t forget, your life belongs to me. You cannot die without my permission.”

"Miss……"

"Let's not talk about sentimental things, it's tiring. Let's talk about the process."

“Han Ting was tricked by A Lu,” Lu Yun said. “He borrowed my identity and took advantage of Han Ting’s unpreparedness to try to kill him. Fortunately, Han Ting was alert and was able to come back alive, but the brothers who went out with Han Ting were all killed. He is my brother, and I should handle his affairs. I will never allow him to use my identity to hurt the people around me or the people that Miss cares about.”

Lu Zhiyuan nodded gently.

She knew Lu Yun's temperament and that he was capable of doing these things. She had previously asked someone to keep it from him and not let him know the real cause of Liu Ying's death, firstly because she was afraid he would feel guilty and unable to think straight, and secondly because she was afraid he would seek revenge while seriously injured.

The bond between brothers is hard to sever, and Lu Zhiyuan fears that he might be tricked by Alu again.

You shouldn't have kept it from me!

"Lu Yun was afraid that Miss would worry." Lu Yun lowered his head: "Lu Yun did not act on his own! Lu Yun asked Zuo Yi for help, and people from the Qinghe Gang in Ganzhou City also went with him. Lu Yun remembered his promise, remembered that this life belongs to Miss, and he would not dare to give it up without Miss's permission."