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Ye Yaming's eyes instantly lit up.

She knew this matter was extremely tricky. To ensure no traces could be found, it required careful long-term planning, spanning several years.

But if Lu Guanyi had already planted spies, things would become much easier.

She said, "Shi Shi is cunning and entrenched in her rural hometown; Lu Guanyu is currently with his father at the border. Only the Chu siblings are active pawns, easily incited by Shi Shi to act on Lu Guanyu's behalf. Therefore, the key to setting this plan in motion lies within Zhennan Wangfu. Have your spies there track the Chu siblings' movements and investigate Princess Consort Zhennan's temperament."

She paused briefly. "As for the next steps, we'll decide based on the situation."

Both she and Lu Guanyi understood that, for now, this was all they could do.

Lu Guanyi was about to join Lu Zhongyong's forces, where Lu Guanyu was also stationed. As the saying goes, it's easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow shot from hiding. At the border, anyone in the military camp seeking to harm you would have countless opportunities.

Similarly, Lu Guanyi worried about her situation, fearing the Chu siblings might hound her like rabid dogs. Those three were capable of anything. It's better not to provoke mad dogs.

Their options were either to hold their position or strike down the Chu siblings and Lu Guanyu in one blow. Achieving the latter required waiting for the right opportunity.

Lu Guanyi nodded. "I'll place all these people under your command. Feel free to direct them as needed."

He stroked Ye Yaming's back, full of remorse. "It's all because of me that you've been dragged into this trouble."

Ye Yaming felt no regret.

Nothing in this world was perfect. Even if she hadn't married Lu Guanyi but someone else, there would have been other troubles.

In their first month of marriage, Lu Guanyi—whether in appearance, temperament, work style, logical thinking, or even his performance in bed—had perfectly suited her preferences. She felt that even in modern society, she couldn't have found anyone more compatible.

For such a person, dealing with the troubles brought by his status was a small price to pay. When it came to handling people, she had never been afraid of anyone.

But she couldn't say it like that.

She shot him a playful glare. "You'd better remember that. From now on, you must treat me well, no stray thoughts, not even a glance at other women—I'd get jealous."

In the early days of their marriage, Lu Guanyi already adored her to the core. Her charming demeanor was more than he could resist. He lowered his head and sealed her lips with his.

A gust of wind extinguished the red candles, leaving only an intimate ambiance in the room.

...

Meanwhile, at Zhennan Wangfu, Princess Consort Zhennan emerged from her son's courtyard, her face weary and desolate, her steps unsteady as she returned to her room and collapsed onto the soft couch.

Her personal maid and attendants changed her clothes, then wiped her hands and face with a warm cloth.

Jiang Mama, her trusted companion, gently massaged her temples, sighing inwardly while softly comforting her, "The young master will recover, Your Highness. Please ease your mind. You must take care of yourself. Only when you are well can the young master get better."

Princess Consort Zhennan shook her head, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Mama, we both know... Zhao'er, he..."

At this, she could no longer hold back. Even as she desperately covered her mouth with a handkerchief, she couldn't suppress her sobs.Even if only half of that bowl of medicine Chu Yuhua had forced down was ingested back then, it still caused significant damage to the child. Coupled with the shock, her son fell gravely ill afterward.

Over the years, the imperial physicians had been continuously regulating his health, but they could only keep him alive—his constitution remained extremely frail. Even the slightest chill could threaten the child’s life. At eleven years old, he should have been accompanying his parents outside the mansion to socialize and broaden his horizons. Yet Princess Consort Zhennan dared not take him out.

That day, while they were away attending a banquet, Chu Zhaohua, thinking the weather was fine, ventured into the courtyard for a walk. Unexpectedly, he caught a chill and developed a fever that very night.

To make matters worse, Prince Zhennan had been drinking and returned to the mansion snoring loudly, fast asleep. Chu Zonghua and the others would hardly cause trouble, let alone care for this half-brother. Thus, Princess Consort Zhennan was left alone, busy summoning the herbalist and preparing medicine, steadfastly staying by her son’s side.

By midnight, after taking the medicine, Chu Zhaohua finally fell asleep, his fever subsiding somewhat. Only then did Princess Consort Zhennan manage to rest briefly.

"Nanny..." she suddenly opened her eyes, grasping Nanny Jiang’s hand. "Tell me, if anything were to happen to Zhaohua, what would I do?"

Her son’s health was so fragile that the herbalist had long warned her to be prepared—a mere chill could take him at any time.

Watching her child suffer daily from illness, her heart felt as if pierced by a knife. At times, she couldn’t help but wonder if she was being selfish by keeping him in this world of suffering.

Back then, Shi Shi had tampered with things, bribing the maid by her side to drug her food, causing not only a miscarriage but also rendering her infertile. If her son were to leave, what meaning would there be in staying alive in this devouring Zhennan Wangfu?

Nanny Jiang was startled by her words.

Inauspicious talk was strictly forbidden around the Princess Consort—not even a hint of such meaning was allowed. Now that the Princess Consort herself had broken this taboo, Nanny Jiang felt an ominous premonition.

She quickly clasped her hands together and prayed to the air: "All gods, spirits, and wandering beings who pass by, please do not heed my Princess Consort’s reckless words. What she just said should not be taken seriously. I beg you to protect our Third Young Master, grant him health and safety."

She then instructed a maid: "Quickly, go to the courtyard and burn three sticks of incense, and scatter some water and rice."

The maid hurried to the courtyard.

Nanny Jiang then led Princess Consort Zhennan to burn incense and worship the Buddha, offering prayers.

Whether it was the imperial physicians’ exceptional skill or the midnight prayers that took effect, Chu Zhaohua’s fever did not return in the latter half of the night, giving Princess Consort Zhennan some relief. However, as the high fever subsided, his condition turned into a cough.

Princess Consort Zhennan remained by her son’s bedside day after day, her heart aching as if cut by a blade.

…

The next day, Lu Guanyi explained in detail the pieces he had planted and how to contact them, then summoned the intermediaries responsible for communication to meet with Ye Yaming.

He instructed them: "My wife and I are one. Treat her as you would treat me. Feel free to discuss any matters with her—her words are my words."

These individuals, who served in various capacities, had not met Ye Yaming before. They had only heard that the eldest young master had married a merchant’s daughter and privately felt indignant on his behalf—given his status and appearance, he ought to have married the legitimate daughter of a noble family. That Duke Wei’s household and Shi Shi had caused no end of harm.However, upon hearing Lu Guanyi's words, everyone's attitude toward Ye Yaming changed, and they each respectfully bowed to her.

Meanwhile, Lu Guanyi and his wife received news that Chu Zhaohua had fallen ill the previous night.

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