Seeing that Yang Mengchen's pale complexion had gradually become much rosier and her breath steadily even, Long Xuanmo withdrew his Inner Strength, his gaze tenderly fixed on her, "Ah Jiu, do you feel somewhat better?"
"Much better, thank you, Prince," Yang Mengchen replied with a faint smile.
Min Luozhan stepped out from the inner chamber and happened to witness this scene, a flash of realization and concern passing through his eyes before he quickly returned to a calm and natural demeanor.
"Is Eldest Imperial Sister resting?" Long Xuanmo asked.
Nodding, Min Luozhan's eyes brimmed with undisguised tenderness and distress, then he turned to Yang Mengchen with heartfelt gratitude, "Ms. Yang has worked hard!"
"A doctor's benevolence," Yang Mengchen said as she took out a medicine bottle for Min Luozhan. "This is for the medicinal baths for the Eldest Princess. Bathe for a quarter of an hour each night, one pill at a time, and remember not to skip any."
