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"How could my maternal grandfather suddenly fall ill?"

Jiang Yuyue's expression was solemn, while Old Madam Shen looked helpless. "That old man has always been a restless person. Yesterday, seeing that Guangyi Hall was quiet, he went to the east of the city to check on the people who had contracted the plague. Perhaps he contracted it at that time..."

Shen Congshan had a high fever, but he was still somewhat conscious. When he saw Jiang Yuyue arrive, there was a hint of self-reproach in his words.

"Cough cough... It's all my fault. I'm really getting old and useless. I actually caught the plague myself..."

As he spoke, Shen Congshan coughed violently again. "Wu'er, you're planning to return to Jinling today, aren't you? This old man can handle things on his own, so you can just go. Don't worry..."

"Grandfather, do you really think your grandson is an unfilial person?"

Jiang Yuyue's words carried a hint of helplessness, "Don't worry, this plague will be cured in a few days according to my prescription. You can focus on recovering. Your grandson will naturally wait until you are better before leaving."

Shen Congshan also forced a smile, as if he wanted to say something more, but Jiang Yuyue shook her head, indicating that he should rest.

"You rest well, I'll go downstairs to prepare the medicine right away."

The sudden change at Guangyitang was quickly informed of Song Jinglan by Yueying. So when Jiang Yuyue brought the medicine into the room, she was surprised to see Song Jinglan wiping the cold sweat from her grandfather's forehead with a wet cloth.

This made Jiang Yuyue pause in her tracks; this person was truly a persistent ghost.

"What brings the general here?"

Jiang Yuyue was annoyed and her tone was a little stiff, "My maternal grandfather has contracted the plague. General, you must not get close to him. If you accidentally catch the disease, it will be terrible."

"I am in good health and will certainly be fine."

Song Jinglan glanced at him and said indifferently, "On the contrary, Young Master He should be more careful with his small frame."

Jiang Yuyue was angry, but now that her grandfather was ill, she was too lazy to argue with this person. She took the medicine bowl and stepped forward, saying, "Please step aside, General, I need to feed my grandfather his medicine."

"Leave this to me."

Song Jinglan reached out to take the medicine bowl from Jiang Yuyue's hand, but she held the bowl tightly and showed no intention of letting go.

"General, my grandfather's illness is no joke. I have no time to play games with you."

Jiang Yuyue said coldly, "If the general wants to deliberately go against me, he should consider the occasion."

"When did I ever want to go against you?"

Song Jinglan's eyes were deep and unfathomable. "You were soaked in water yesterday and may have caught a cold. It's not suitable for you to take care of a patient. Putting aside your own situation, if your grandfather's illness worsens, wouldn't you be doing more harm than good?"

"Therefore, you can leave the task of administering the medicine to me."

Isn't it your fault that the building got flooded?

Jiang Yuyue wanted to retort, but Song Jinglan's words made some sense, and since he didn't seem to be willing to back down, she was too lazy to argue with him any further.

Thinking that her grandfather's illness was urgent, Jiang Yuyue simply handed the medicine bowl to him.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, General."

Song Jinglan was not annoyed by her attitude at all. She picked up the medicine bowl, scooped up a small spoonful of the medicine, blew on it gently to make sure the temperature was right, and then slowly brought it to Shen Congshan's lips. Her movements were so gentle that they were completely different from his seemingly cold and unapproachable appearance.

Shen Congshan had fallen into a coma, making it somewhat difficult to feed him the medicine. However, Song Jinglan showed no impatience and patiently continued to feed him the medicine until he had swallowed the entire bowl of liquid.

Song Jinglan placed the empty bowl on the table, looked up at Jiang Yuyue, and said, "Now do you believe that this general truly came to take care of my maternal grandfather?"

"Grandfather?"

Upon hearing this form of address, Jiang Yuyue's lips twitched slightly. "General, you can't just casually claim kinship like that. When did my maternal grandfather have a grandson like you?"

"Not grandson, but granddaughter's husband."

Song Jinglan spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world, raising an eyebrow slightly, "Young Master He was only adopted by Madam Jiang four years ago, so he probably doesn't know that Doctor Shen's granddaughter, Jiang Yuyue, is my wife, so her maternal grandfather is naturally my maternal grandfather as well."

"Although she is now missing, I should naturally take on this filial duty for her, but it is you who should."

At this point, Song Jinglan glanced at him lazily, "Young Master He is just an adopted son and has no real blood relation with my maternal grandfather. To be honest, I am closer to him than he is. If we're talking about showing filial piety, Young Master He should be ranked after me."

"Jiang Yuyue is your wife?"

Jiang Yuyue almost lost control of her expression. "This is really strange! How come I've never heard anyone mention this before?!"

Song Jinglan shook his head, feigning regret, "Didn't I say that you are an adopted son, not Madam Jiang's biological son? Therefore, it's not surprising that the Jiang family would keep these important matters from you."

After saying this, Song Jinglan seemed not to see the expression on her face and gently patted her shoulder.

"I assumed that Young Master He knew about this matter before, so I kept quiet. But now that we've brought it up, we're practically family. May I ask your exact age, Young Master? Otherwise, I wouldn't know whether to address you as my brother-in-law or my brother-in-law."

These words left Jiang Yuyue speechless for a moment. She took a deep breath and barely managed to suppress the nameless anger in her heart.

"Generals hold high positions and wield great power, so it's best not to address them carelessly."

Jiang Yuyue tried to keep a calm expression. "I only know that the eldest daughter of the Jiang family married into the Xie family. I have never heard of your name, General."

"The Xie family? That makes sense."

Song Jinglan smiled lazily, "My name is Xie Jinglan."

"..."

How come she didn't realize four years ago that this person was the type to speak without thinking?

Jiang Yuyue knew she couldn't win the argument, so she simply gave up and said, "Since the general wants to show his filial piety, then please do so."

After saying this, she picked up the medicine bowl beside her and rushed out the door. Song Jinglan narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed on her back, making it impossible to discern the emotions in his eyes.

The moonlight, hidden outside the window, seemed to shed a shadow as it listened to the two's argument, feeling ashamed of how its master had become so eloquent...

When Jiang Feili heard that Song Jinglan had gone to Guangyitang to take care of Old Master Shen, he also found it unbelievable. Even if he was now somewhat certain that He Wu was Jiang Yuyue, he thought that Song Jinglan would not go to such lengths.

"How long are you going to keep playing this childish game?"

Jiang Feili entered the room and saw that Song Jinglan was indeed taking good care of the old man on the bed. He felt that it was a bit absurd. "Now that the matter in Shuozhou has been settled, aren't you planning to return to the capital?"