"Bai He, Shao Yao, go invite Uncle Luo and Seventh Brother over," Yang Mengchen arranged things in an orderly fashion: "Mu Jin and Shan Cha, prepare the medical instruments, Wu Tong and Hong Ling will be responsible for decocting the medicine, and Sister Jin, Hai Tang, and Lv Luo, come with me."
They all took their orders and left.
Yang Mengchen and her companions had just reached the first floor's living room when Long Xuanmo, accompanied by a group, arrived. Four guards carried a stretcher on which lay the Grand Prince, with his eyes tightly closed.
"Ah Jiu, the Imperial Uncle suddenly fainted and remains unconscious. The Imperial Physicians are all at a loss. You are our last hope."
By his side, Prince Ning wore the Purple Gold Crown and was dressed in a Five-color Cloud Pattern Dress. Under his neither-too-thick-nor-too-thin sword eyebrows, his eyes were deep as the ocean. With a high nose bridge, the man exuded an elegant demeanor.
