"Pfft—"
Hong Dai burst out laughing, ignoring Qin Moyuan's glare. She walked over to He Xiaoyu, patted her shoulder, and said, "Your personality is becoming more and more to my liking. Shall we be friends?"
He Xiaoyu looked at her, then lifted her chin, reverting to the arrogant and domineering Prime Minister's legitimate daughter from yesterday. "This young lady does not make friends with women who like Ji Quansi!"
Hearing this, Hong Dai, who should have been angry, raised an eyebrow and actually reached out to pinch He Xiaoyu's cheek, giving her a flirtatious wink. "You're so cute, I adore you. I don't like Ji Quansi anymore, okay?"
Everyone: "..."
So, in Hong Dai's heart, Ji Quansi couldn't even compare to the cute and seemingly docile, yet actually arrogant and overbearing He Xiaoyu?
He Xiaoyu's face actually flushed slightly at Hong Dai's sudden teasing.
Mo Yulin, who had been standing by with no reaction from the beginning, finally changed his expression. He suddenly stepped forward, pulled He Xiaoyu behind him, and looked at Hong Dai with fierce, vigilant eyes, as if he were going to tear her apart.
Seeing this, Hong Dai's spirits soared even higher.
Li Yueshu saw the mischievous look on her face at a glance and quickly pulled her back.
"For the sake of the Crown Princess, I actually didn't intend to charge a consultation fee." She actively steered the conversation back. "If Young Master Mo truly wishes to pay, it depends on how much your life is worth in your heart."
After thinking for a moment, she added, "I only accept gold."
Putting aside the fact that Mo Yulin had secrets, his status as the illegitimate son of the Minister of Rites alone was worth a considerable sum.
He Xiaoyu tilted her head, looking confused. "For my sake? Because of this face?"
Li Yueshu did not hide it and nodded.
Looking at He Xiaoyu's identical face, longing appeared in her eyes. "The Crown Princess looks so much like my friend. She was a close friend I could entrust my life to, but alas, I will probably never see her again in this lifetime."
They were separated by two worlds. The only things they could entrust their thoughts and memories to were the small kitchen in her space and the home they bought together in modern times.
Qin Moyuan knew Li Yueshu's situation. He heartbrokenly hugged her as she became dejected, offering silent comfort.
No one liked being a substitute for someone else, and He Xiaoyu, with her flamboyant and arrogant personality, was no exception.
However, looking at Li Yueshu's sincere reminiscence, she inexplicably felt a pang of envy for the woman who looked so much like her.
She had always had bad luck, and the only person by her side who was truly sincere was Xiao Yu.
He Xiaoyu lowered her eyes slightly, her proud expression replaced by a hint of dejection.
Mo Yulin's attention was always on her. He noticed her dejection immediately and quickly reached out to pinch the back of her hand.
This action was fleeting, and he immediately withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened.
But He Xiaoyu, whose emotions had been somewhat off, now returned to her flamboyant demeanor.
No one noticed their interaction. Mo Yulin looked at Li Yueshu with a calm expression. "Then I will trouble Madam Shen to treat my illness."
He wore a faint smile, which seemed no different from the sweet and innocent look he had when facing He Xiaoyu, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
"However, since Madam Shen said it would take a lot of time, staying at the inn is not convenient." Mo Yulin said very sincerely. "I have a house in the southern part of the city. Why don't you and your companions stay there for now? I won't charge rent."
This last sentence formed a strange contrast with Li Yueshu's "I only accept gold."
Li Yueshu pouted. "It would be even better if Young Master Mo could also prepare three meals a day."
...
Thus, Li Yueshu and her three companions moved into the house prepared by Mo Yulin.
This house was clearly newly prepared; even the bedding and other items were brought in with the four of them.
After moving into the house, Mo Yulin and He Xiaoyu personally arranged accommodations for everyone.
They assumed Li Yueshu and Qin Moyuan were a couple and arranged for them to share a room, but Li Yueshu proactively requested separate rooms.
Under He Xiaoyu's astonished gaze, Li Yueshu said with a straight face, "I have divorced him. The title 'Madam Shen' is just something people are used to, and they haven't changed it."
He Xiaoyu looked at Qin Moyuan, who pouted and added, "I will marry her."
This statement made Mo Yulin, who was behind them, freeze for a moment, a hint of envy appearing in his eyes.
He also wished he could firmly and bravely say the words "I will marry her."
After arranging the accommodations, Li Yueshu wasted no time. She directly knocked Mo Yulin unconscious and brought him into her space.
Initially, He Xiaoyu frowned in displeasure when she learned that no one was allowed to watch the treatment. However, Li Yueshu was firm in her stance, and Qin Moyuan and the others would wait outside with her, so she finally relented.
And so, He Xiaoyu waited outside the room until dark.
Several times, He Xiaoyu wanted to rush in to check on the situation, or at least ask from outside the door, but she was stopped by Qin Moyuan and Mother Mo.
They knew Li Yueshu was in her space and naturally wouldn't let He Xiaoyu enter the room at that time.
After an unknown period, the door finally opened.
Seeing only Li Yueshu at the door, He Xiaoyu quickly ran inside, only to find Mo Yulin sitting blankly by the bed.
The treatment had just begun, so the effects were not immediate, but Mo Yulin clearly felt as if the heavy stone pressing on his chest was gone.
He had taken so much medicine and seen so many doctors, yet this was the first time he had felt such a significant change.
Mo Yulin clutched his chest, a flicker of light seemingly shining on his bright face.
Seeing him holding his chest and not speaking, He Xiaoyu's heart tightened. "Xiao Yu, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Mo Yulin looked up, his voice filled with excitement. "Sister, I... I have never felt so relaxed before."
Hearing this, He Xiaoyu's anxious heart finally relaxed.
"You scared me to death!" She quickly examined Mo Yulin. "Do you really feel much better?"
Mo Yulin nodded firmly.
He looked at He Xiaoyu, a hint of expectation in his eyes that he usually dared not show.
If he could truly survive, could he stay by his sister's side for longer?
He Xiaoyu did not notice his gaze. She turned to look at Li Yueshu, opening her mouth several times, but only two words came out: "Thank you."
Li Yueshu casually waved her hand. "No need."
After all, she had charged a consultation fee.
...
With the first treatment showing significant results, Mo Yulin gained more trust in Li Yueshu's medical skills, but that night, he still chose to stay in the house.
In fact, for the next few days, he stayed here under the guise of "convenient treatment."
This was his house, and no one could refuse him if he wanted to stay.
However, it was obvious to everyone that this was his way of being wary of Li Yueshu and the others.
Fortunately, Li Yueshu and her group did not mind. Besides treating Mo Yulin every day, they also went out to eat and drink in Ruijing.
He Xiaoyu was an expert in the food, drink, and entertainment of Ruijing, and naturally acted as their guide.