The eldest sister was reborn and the younger sister traveled through time. I just want to survive.

Upon learning that her in-laws were coming, Princess Rong also came to Shuangxinju.

After greeting each other, Su asked with concern, "Is the prince feeling better?"

Yan Muxi shook her head with a bitter face, "It's still the same. My daughter is here to thank the prince for his concern for my father and mother."

Seeing that she looked haggard but in good spirits, Su felt relieved a little, "We are all family, there is no need to say these polite words."

Yan Yongchen said, "Don't be polite any more and delay the treatment. Let's quickly bring the female doctor in to check on the prince!"

Yan Muxi shifted her gaze to the female witch doctor, only to see that she was wearing a men's grey robe, with her head and face completely covered, leaving only a pair of pitch-black eyes exposed.

Looking closely, Yan Muxi discovered that the witch doctor's pupils were big and bright, and her eyes were beautiful in shape. However, the more she looked at them, the more familiar they looked.

Prince Rong did not entertain guests, so Yan Yongchen did not want to stay in the inner courtyard for too long. After saying goodbye to Princess Rong, he returned to the outer courtyard first.

Yan Muxi led Su and the others in. After entering the main hall, Su saw Yan Muyun was also there, and asked in confusion, "Why did Sister Yun come to the palace? When did you come?"

Yan Muyun replied truthfully: "I came this morning. The prince is in a bad condition. My second sister was very worried, so she sent someone to invite me here."

Yan Muxi and Dong Yu brought the female witch doctor into the bedroom, while the others waited outside.

Seeing that Princess Rong's mind was all on the other side of the bedroom, Su lowered her voice and asked Yan Muyun, "Your second sister is too anxious to break the rules. Will the Marquis' Mansion make things difficult for you if you leave the house during the mourning period?"

"Don't worry, mother. My husband treats me very well. No one in the Marquis' Mansion can make things difficult for me."

In fact, Yan Muyun's life in the Marquis' Mansion was not peaceful. Today, the lady of one room caused trouble, tomorrow, the lady of that room caused trouble, and her mother-in-law also disliked her. There was never a peaceful day. Fortunately, Gu Yunting was at home in mourning and was able to help her ward off the trouble.

As for her, she had also come to realize that she was not up to the business of domestic fighting. If Gu Yunting was going to garrison in the northern border in the future, she would have to go with him at the risk of her life. She must not stay in the Marquis' Mansion alone, otherwise she would be tortured to death by the women in the Marquis' Mansion.

In the bedroom, the witch doctor did not allow people to watch as she did last time when she treated Qian Manman.

Even if the female witch doctor asked her to leave, Yan Muxi would not go out. Yu Wantai, who had taken the medicine, had no ability to protect himself, so she and Dong Yu had to watch from the side to feel at ease.

First, she took Yu Wantai's pulse, and then the witch doctor's method was almost exactly the same as Yan Muyun's just now. The difference was that the blood that the witch doctor dripped onto Yu Wantai's skin was not her own blood, but blood in a porcelain bottle.

Yan Muxi didn't care whether the blood in the porcelain bottle belonged to the witch doctor. Her eyes were fixed on the drop of blood on Yu Wantai's arm, fearing that some strange changes might occur.

After a while, she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the blood drops on her skin had no reaction. However, she breathed a sigh of relief too early.

"The prince is in a coma not because of an injury or an illness, but because of the medicine he took. He will recover after taking the antidote." The witch doctor's voice was already hoarse and unpleasant, and what she said was life-threatening.

Yan Muxi gritted her teeth and clenched her fists to resist the urge to shiver. She tried to put on a surprised expression, "The prince was drugged. Does the female doctor have an antidote that can cure the prince?"

The witch doctor denied it, "I don't have the antidote."

"How can the female doctor confirm that the prince was drugged? Is there any evidence?"

Before the result was determined, Yan Muxi didn't want to tear her face apart, fearing that the witch doctor would misunderstand her words, so she added in a friendly way: "What I mean is, female doctor, do you know what drug the prince was given, and how to find the antidote?"

"How to find the antidote, doesn't the Crown Princess know better than me?" The witch doctor's tone was neither sad nor happy, as if she was casually talking about what she had eaten today.

Yan Muxi felt horrified when he heard this, and the last bit of hope in his heart was gone.

She tried to calm herself down, "I don't understand what the female doctor meant by that. We need evidence for everything, and it's not okay to speak carelessly."

The witch doctor looked back into her eyes, neither avoiding nor evading her gaze, and said, "If people lie down for too long, their limbs will degenerate. They need to be massaged more often." After saying that, she turned and walked out.

The topic suddenly changed, and Yan Muxi was confused. Seeing that the female witch doctor was about to leave, he quickly signaled Dong Yu to stop her.

Before Dongyu came close, the witch doctor turned her head and said, "The pastries are delicious." Although her voice was still hoarse and unpleasant, her tone was much softer than before.

"The pastries are delicious, the pastries are delicious..." Yan Muxi pondered over it several times in his mind and quickly realized that the pastries the witch doctor was talking about must be the ones she gave to Yan Muruo.

She had previously guessed that Yan Muruo had a relationship with the witch doctor. Now it seems that her guess was correct. Yan Muruo was indeed the witch doctor's daughter.

The female witch doctor specifically told her that the pastries were delicious, probably because she was grateful for her care for Yan Muruo. So, is it possible that someone helped her cover up Yu Wantai’s true condition?

She swallowed the threat she had prepared and tried to test him, "If the female doctor likes the cakes, I can send more to the mansion. There will be no shortage of cakes for a day."

The female witch doctor narrowed her eyes slightly and nodded at Yan Muxi, obviously trying to show goodwill.

Looking at the slightly narrowed eyes in front of him, Yan Muxi felt more familiar, not just ordinary familiarity.

In the main hall, seeing three people coming out one after another, Princess Rong asked anxiously, "Does the female doctor have any way to save my son?"

The witch doctor shook her head, "The prince is too seriously injured. There is nothing I can do."

Princess Rong took two steps back, turned around and wiped her tears.

Yan Muxi's heart was relieved. She pretended to be disappointed and sad, and went forward to comfort Princess Rong, "Mother, don't be too sad. The female doctor can't cure the prince. We can find another doctor. The prince will definitely be cured."

Su also comforted him with red eyes, "Sister Xi is right. There are countless talented doctors in Dafeng. Given time, we will be able to find a miracle doctor who can cure the prince. Princess, please don't be too sad."

After seeing off Su and the female witch doctor, Yan Muyun also said goodbye.

"Since you are all out, have lunch before going back!" Yan Muxi was reluctant to let you stay.

After the sisters got married, they could only see each other for several months, especially Yan Muyun. Getting married was like becoming a nun. If it weren't for the company of the poisonous insect, she would feel that life was meaningless.

She had finally gotten out of the mansion, and she wanted to talk to Yan Muxi for a while, but Prince Rong was lying on the bed, and it was not known whether he was alive or dead, so it was not appropriate for her to stay in the mansion for too long.

"I'll have dinner with you next time. I'll be out of mourning in two months. Don't think I'm annoying when I come to bother you every day."

The atmosphere in Prince Rong's Mansion was depressing. Yan Muyun didn't dare to laugh even when she made a joke. She just pulled up the corners of her mouth and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Facing the slightly narrowed phoenix eyes in front of him, Yan Muxi was stunned for a moment, and said hurriedly: "Third sister, smile again."