When Yuan Xiaofan was worshiping the sky, the words he said happened to be heard by Dongfang Yue who was walking over.

Dongfang Yue hummed with a smile on her lips and said sarcastically: "Yuan Xiaofan, you are really pretending to be hypocritical. The old man is sick. If you don't go to Xuanyuan Wuheng, who is superb in medical skills, come to see the old man. Why are you here to ask for God? If the old man really has eyes, he would not let a village girl like you come to our Dongfang Mansion."

"Aunt, grandpa told me not to ask me to go to Wuheng. It's not that I don't want to go, but also, I begged God to bless my grandpa. It's because of my concern for grandpa. Why is it just pretending to be hypocritical?" Yuan Xiaofan retorted angrily and looked at her in annoyance.

"You really want the old man to get better soon, so hurry up and find Xuanyuan Wuheng to show him. What's the use of begging God here?" Dongfang Yue sneered.

She had to rely on the old man to continue to enjoy her wealth and glory in this Oriental Mansion, so the old man could not die yet.

She had to find a way to ask Yuan Xiaofan to invite Xuanyuan Wuheng, who was very skilled in medicine, to see the old man.

The old man really wants to die, and she must have to take the power of the mansion to die before she can die.

After hearing Dongfang Yue's words, Yuan Xiaofan hesitated for a moment, thinking that what she said was somewhat reasonable. It is useless to seek heaven. It is better to seek Wuheng. Without medical skills, there is no disease that he cannot cure.

Well, yes, I went to invite Wuheng. Grandpa didn't let her go. It was probably because of face. I didn't want to bother others, right?

Anyway, she owes others so much kindness, so it's no big deal to owe others this time.

She decided to ask Xuanyuan Wuheng for help and said to Dongfang Yue: "Okay, aunt, I'll go find Wuheng to show my grandfather."

"Yes." Dongfang Yue's chin was raised high and nodded coldly, then he left in a scattered manner like a cockfighting.

Yuan Xiaofan immediately asked his servants to prepare a carriage and rushed to the Zizhulin Villa in Xuanyuan Wuheng, the eastern suburbs.

When the carriage passed through the bustling main city of Fengzhou City, the traffic on the street was particularly high and there were many vendors, so the speed was particularly slow.

Yuan Xiaofan vaguely heard some discussions about the Eastern Palace.

She specifically instructed the groom to slow down the carriage.

She wanted to know how the people in Fengzhou City talked about this matter.

Passerby A: "Oh, have you heard that Mr. Han from the Duke of the Kingdom is actually a woman."

Passerby B: "I heard that, I heard that, I also heard that she likes Young Master Ling, and she disguised herself as a man and went to join the army with him. She has been together for more than seven years. Oh, for these seven years, maybe the two of them have been there for a long time."

Passerby A: "That's not necessarily true. I heard a more terrifying news yesterday. I heard that the Duke of Shang wanted to betroth a daughter to Ling Shao as a young man. I also asked the emperor to issue an order for this matter. Yesterday, Japan came to get married, but I don't know what happened, and the marriage suddenly fell out."

Passerby B: "Is there such a thing? No wonder the Dongfang Mansion was posing for a banquet yesterday. Since the marriage failed, why was the Dongfang Mansion still posing for a wedding yesterday?"

Passerby A: "This, haha, I heard that Young Master Ling was too fond of his wife and married the Young Master again, hahahaha."

Passerby B: "Hahahaha, the ideas of these rich people are not something that ordinary people like us can understand thoroughly."
Chapter completed!