As soon as Yun Jinnian and Chu Yu had left, Zhou Yunshen knew and immediately ordered Teng Fei and Teng Mu to prepare for their journey to Nanjiang.
After taking the medicine prescribed by Yun Jinnian, he felt much better in body, and he didn't feel as cold.
If possible, he really wanted to take Yun Jinnian back to Great Zhou directly, but it was not feasible.
It might be easy to abduct someone to Great Zhou, but to have Yun Jinnian willingly treat him would probably be difficult...
"Sigh!"
Zhou Yunshen sighed.
Teng Fei and Teng Mu, standing by his side, also heaved a sigh.
The Crown Prince, aside from not being as handsome as King Birui, was superior in every other aspect, so they didn't understand what Miss Yun of the Yun Family saw in King Birui. Could it be his face? If so, if King Birui's face were ruined, would Miss Yun not be so inclined to help King Birui then?
If that were the case, Teng Fei was willing to risk danger.
"Achoo!"
Chu Yu sneezed.
Yun Jinnian, holding her medical books, glanced at him indifferently, "Caught a cold?"
"No, just an itchy nose!" Chu Yu said, pinching his nose and smiling at Yun Jinnian.
Yun Jinnian also smiled faintly and continued to read her book.
Chu Yu then ruffled Han Tianci's hair, continuing to teach him about the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams.
The carriage moved slowly, a gentle warmth filling the inside.
Capital City
Yun Residence
Mrs. He furrowed her brows deeply.
The Marquess Yuanshen's residence had sent a message. The Marquess was willing to form a matrimonial alliance with the Yun Family; he wanted to marry Yun Muyou, but there was a condition—the dowry had to be substantial.
"..."
Mrs. He hesitated.
The old Marquess of the Yuanshen Marquis Residence had passed away ten years earlier, leaving the Marchioness to fend for herself with three children, which was extremely difficult. Now that she had raised them, the eldest son, Weng Jianrui, who was the current Marquess Yuanshen, had come of age, but his marriage prospects weren't too smooth, mainly because the Marchioness had high demands, particularly for a substantial bride's dowry.
This unabashedly told everyone that the Yuanshen Marquis Residence had fallen on hard times and was now dependent on their future daughter-in-law's dowry to maintain their livelihood.
Of course, it was also possible that the old lady was thinking of her two younger children; the second son and the youngest daughter were also of marriageable age and would require a significant amount of silver.
"Nanny!"
"Madam?" Nanny Jiang called softly.
Mrs. He's previous nanny had left because her son had made a considerable amount of silver in business and had asked her to come home to retire. Nanny Jiang, who had taken over, was exceedingly respectful of Mrs. He and was eager to carry out some big tasks to catch Mrs. He's eye and become her trusted confidante.
"Go and discreetly find out about Marquess Yuanshen. What rank is his official position? What is the situation with his family? Try to get as much detail as possible!"
"Yes!"
Nanny Jiang went down to carry out the orders.
On the nineteenth of June, the Minister of War Mr. Ruan's daughter was to be married, and the invitation had arrived at the Yun Residence well in advance. Mrs. He wondered if Mrs. Han, since she was on good terms with Yun Jinnian, would go to contribute to the dowry, and if so, what valuable items she would bring.
Speaking of valuable items, who in the residence had more than Yun Jinnian?
The Empress's gifts, and those from the Zhuangyong Marquis Residence and Princess, and what Yun Qi bought from outside...
Mrs. He instantly felt a surge of sourness in her heart—if only all those things that Yun Jinnian had could be given to Youyou...
Mrs. He shook her head, "I mustn't think about it, I mustn't think!"
But her heart was indeed consumed with envy.
A feeble and fragile girl had changed so unexpectedly and in a short time had gained favor from the Marquis Residence, Princess Residence, and the Empress, receiving so many precious things. How wonderful it would be if her Youyou were in that place?
The more Mrs. He thought, the more obsessed she became, suddenly standing up, "To Cixin Academy!"
She might not be able to ask for those items, but the dowager lady could...