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"Oh? Really? Did you really hear Lu Zhao and his wife arguing?" An Yu leaned against the back of the chair, listening to the servant's report. Instantly sitting up straight, she leaned forward with interest, unable to conceal the triumphant look on her face.

"Yes, this servant was just doing some cleaning chores at the inn, so I was far away and didn't hear clearly. But when Young Master Lu returned, he looked furious, pulled his wife into the room, and shortly after, news spread that Madam fainted from anger. It seems they had a serious quarrel!" A plain-looking maid knelt below, eager to report vividly.

Wu Nan stood aside, his pupils contracting upon hearing that Shen Qingyao had fainted.

An'yu smiled happily, waving off the maid invitingly. She instructed her to continue gathering information and then stood up slowly. Calling her personal maid, she said leisurely, "Go, send a message. Tomorrow, we will go visit the Young Madam."

Knowing her gu insect had surely taken effect, An'yu naturally intended to inspect personally.

After the maid departed, Wu Nan stepped forward. His face darkened, and in a hoarse voice, he asked, "What... what have you done?"

An'yu looked at him in surprise and after a moment of confusion, said innocently, "What have I done? I just like the Young Madam and wanted to visit her. Is that not allowed?"

Wu Nan furrowed his brows, not wanting to hear her excuses, and said directly, "You used the gu! The sachet I gave her can repel ordinary insects, but if a gu smells it, they'll be attracted by the scent and become restless."

Initially suspicious, Wu Nan had given Shen Qingyao the sachet, and that night she had fainted. Seeing An'yu's reaction now, it was clear that her involvement was not merely about Madam fainting from anger.

"I will inform His Majesty!" Wu Nan gritted his teeth.

A flash of severity crossed An'yu's face, disappearing after a moment. She giggled, stepping closer, her breath fragrant as she leaned towards Wu Nan's ear and said, "Inform Elder Brother? Do you have evidence? But..." An Yu's hand circled Wu Nan's ear, causing him to blush and step back.

"But I must thank you for your sachet. If it weren't for it stimulating my little pet, I don't think the effect would have been so good!"

"You!" Wu Nan's face changed. He wanted to say more but suddenly felt heat in his ears and collapsed softly.

"Now... what should I do? If you've discovered me, you'll go tell His Majesty... I guess I'll have to let you rest for a while." An'yu clapped her hands lightly, and a faint powder dispersed from her fingers, vanishing into the air...

In the inn, the news of Shen Qingyao's fainting due to heart disease alarmed many. The old doctor arrived; Lu Zhao was standing guard by the bed, while Shen Yushu had hurried over, pacing anxiously.

"Madam's heart disease has been long-standing, and it's difficult to cure. This time it's come on fiercely again, and even I am helpless. I can only slightly modify the old prescription. As for when Madam will wake up, it depends on her fate." The old doctor had always been the one to treat Shen Qingyao. He sighed, his face growing more serious.

"Is there really no other way?" Shen Yushu anxiously approached, grabbing the old doctor, worried and helpless. Suddenly, he turned to look at Lu Zhao, who had been holding Shen Qingyao's hand without moving. Unable to hold back, he asked, "What exactly happened? Yaoyao's heart disease hasn't acted up for so long. How could it suddenly relapse?"

Lu Zhao didn't speak, only showing regret on his face, blaming himself for losing his temper with Yaoyao.

At this moment, Shen Qinglin, who had also received the news, burst in through the door, looking extremely anxious: "I heard Yaoyao is sick again?! How is she?" Seeing Shen Yushu, she hurried over and asked, "Eldest Brother, how is Yao Yao?"