"Reporting to Madam, the Second Young Lady's illness has completely recovered and no longer requires medicine."
The Countess slammed her hand on the table, enraged. "How is that possible? How could she be well? She infected us and caused us so much suffering, yet she secretly got better."
"The Second Young Lady herself said she had long recovered. Today, she was playing *cuju* in the courtyard, in excellent health."
"Does she have some miraculous medicine for treating illnesses? Yes, that must be it. How can she be so selfish, letting the entire Earl's Mansion fall ill and be suspected because of her? We have never mistreated her!"
After speaking, she angrily led her people towards Jun Jiuli's courtyard and sent for the Earl.
"Shu'er, don't try to appease us with your remedies. This illness we have, these prescriptions are completely useless."
"Grand Aunt, why do you say that? I really only caught a slight cold. This medicine worked after one day. Dr. Qin is truly a divine physician."
The Countess's complexion was pale and sallow. Seeing that Jun Jiuli was unresponsive, she looked pitifully at her husband.
"My Lord, I myself am not important, but you and the Old Madam are still ill. We are all blood relatives. Shu'er is truly heartless!"
The Earl's face was ashen, and he coughed from time to time as if to expel his lungs.
"Shu'er, this household has not treated you poorly. Lying on that bed is your own grandmother. I am your father's own elder brother. In this world, our bloodline is the closest. Do you truly intend to watch your uncle die from illness?"
"Uncle, you think too highly of me. I understand nothing of medicine. At this time, shouldn't you be calling for a physician to diagnose the illness? What use is it to pressure me, a maiden yet to come of age?"
Loyal Duke's hesitation. This girl before him was only twelve years old, how could she have such wicked thoughts? Moreover, if he were to pass away, it would bring her no benefit.
"It is I who have wronged you. I was merely impatient. Shu'er, do not take it to heart. Let your Aunt have several beautiful dresses made for you, and pick out some hair ornaments. You haven't made a proper appearance since arriving in the capital. When the opportunity arises, let your Aunt take you out to meet people."
"Yes, thank you, Uncle."
The Loyal Duke had himself carried back to his courtyard, with the Countess following behind, deeply worried.
"My Lord, you truly don't suspect her? So many things have happened since she returned. I think she is incompatible with our family."
"Enough, don't be so temperamental. She's just a girl, she'll eventually get married. She won't affect you. Don't keep harping on her. It's a good thing that one person in our family hasn't been infected."
"But what should we do now? I lose hair daily from worry. All the noble ladies in the capital avoid me, and our Hang'er will be delayed like this."
"My son is talented and handsome, there's no need to worry about his marriage."
"But I don't want to wrong him. He is our first child, don't you feel any pain? Now he lies in bed, I'm scared, I'm so scared."
"I think you're worrying too much. Jing Shu is fine, and Hang'er and the others will be fine too."
Seeing her still unhappy, the Loyal Duke comforted her, "No matter how inept Hang'er may be, he can inherit the ducal title in the future. With him to care for the remaining children, his life of wealth and honor is assured."
"Wuwuwu, my son, I don't know how long this illness will delay him."
The Loyal Duke also knitted his brows. What he had said was to appease his wife and also to appease himself.
The Earl's Mansion had clearly declined since it came into his hands. He had placed great hope in his eldest son.
Upon learning that Jun Jiuli was fine, the Old Madam first cursed profusely, and then began to overthink.
If Jun Jiuli hadn't infected her, then it was very likely she had infected herself. However, the physicians didn't know the source of the illness, and the blood she had shed that day was clearly black.
Therefore, she had been poisoned and had then infected everyone. Young Miss Jing Shu, because of her short contact time, had escaped the disaster.
The more she thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed. Looking at her still swollen and bruised foot, the Old Madam didn't know what to do next.
So many doctors didn't know what illness it was. Was her life about to reach its end? As she thought, she fell into a deep sleep.
The night was already very deep, and a dark shadow roamed through every corner of the Earl's Mansion.
Shui Wa: "Host, this is the large storeroom, and there's another one over there. In this hidden compartment, behind that painting. Ah, this painting is also very valuable, let's take it, take it all. It's all mine, hahaha."
Jun Jiuli, with Shui Wa, emptied the entire Earl's Mansion, not even sparing the jade bracelet on Zhao Jing Shu's wrist.
Shui Wa, in the space, happily tossed about the treasures, classifying relics of this era and things that were not needed into one category, and the rest into another.