Chapter 762: Chapter 763: Surprise

In the side hall, a medicine furnace and other necessary items were readily available.

Ye Chutang took a purse from her sleeve, removed an earthen-hued pill, and dropped it into the boiling water in the furnace.

The pill dissolved in an instant, releasing a bitter, aromatic scent.

’There’s definitely no time to brew a fresh decoction. This will have to do in an emergency.’

Then, with a flick of her finger, a bracelet woven from colorful string fell out of the purse.

At first glance, the string bracelet seemed unremarkable, save for a single Turquoise Bead threaded through its center, which gave it a rather exotic feel.

She casually slipped the bracelet onto her wrist.

By now, the medicinal broth was ready. Ye Chutang put everything away and headed back toward Qiyuan Hall.

...

As soon as she reached the hall’s entrance, Ye Chutang saw a familiar figure.

The rain was falling hard today, and Shen Yanchuan’s shoulders were damp, which only served to accentuate his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and pine-straight posture.

He was just about to step into the hall when he paused as if sensing something, turning his head to look.

Ye Chutang, carrying the medicinal broth, gave him a slight nod before letting her gaze fall upon the person behind him.

Xiao Lansi.

It had been a while since they had last seen each other, and she looked completely different. Gaunt and pale, she was far more haggard than before.

’It seems life hasn’t been easy for her lately.’

Xiao Lansi, of course, had also spotted Ye Chutang.

She had also seen the look that passed between Shen Yanchuan and Ye Chutang.

Shen Yanchuan noticed the medicinal broth in Ye Chutang’s hands. "Is that for His Majesty?"

Ye Chutang nodded. "It is."

Shen Yanchuan had already seen Fan Chengzhuo and Xiao Chenglin in the hall, and he quickly guessed that if Ye Chutang was preparing the medicine herself, the situation inside must not be good.

Although nothing seemed amiss at a glance, the oppressive silence—like the calm before a storm—could not have been more obvious.

"Then take it to His Majesty first," Shen Yanchuan said.

The corners of Ye Chutang’s lips curved slightly. She curtsied in thanks, then turned and entered the hall before him.

Xiao Lansi took in the silent understanding and intimacy between them, and a venomous resentment surged uncontrollably in her heart, only to be suppressed again.

’Forget it,’ she thought. ’Now isn’t the time to dwell on these things...’

She lifted her gaze toward the hall, and her heart clenched at the distant sight of the figure in bright yellow robes.

When she faked her death to escape the Imperial Palace, she had never imagined she would one day return!

And now—

Xiao Lansi lowered her head and, with stiff steps, walked inside.

The great hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

All eyes were fixed on Xiao Lansi!

Shock, horror, disbelief...

How could a person who was already dead reappear?

Emperor Muwu had the same question in his heart. He sat there, completely still.

Ye Chutang stepped forward and placed the medicinal broth by his hand.

"Your Majesty."

Emperor Muwu finally came to his senses. He picked up the bowl of medicinal broth and drank it all in one go.

As the warmth spread through him, the sharp, twisting pain in his chest finally eased, and his complexion improved slightly.

He slowly let out a breath.

"Yanchuan, what exactly is going on here?"

Shen Yanchuan replied, "Your Majesty, two days ago, I received word that Princess Yuhe had not actually died. Rather, she was secretly smuggled out of the palace and hidden away in a medicine shop here in the capital. Today, I led men to investigate and indeed found something amiss. Princess Yuhe was truly being held there. Though she is much haggard, she is thankfully still alive."

"All persons involved have been apprehended. Mindful of Your Majesty’s longing for your daughter, I took the liberty of bringing Princess Yuhe back for an audience first."

Shen Yanchuan paused, then tilted his head slightly to look at Xiao Chenglin, who had stood stiffly without once turning around. Shen Yanchuan’s brow arched.

"Prince Jing, Princess Yuhe has returned from the dead, safe and sound. Are you not... pleasantly surprised?"

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