13 Contribution (2/2)

Hearing this, the Old Madame's expression changed. This Mystic Yellow Linglong Ginseng was a tool she planned to show good will to the Imperial Family. How could the interests of the entire clan be comparable to a young lady of no great importance?

It had to be known that the severely ill Consort Liu was doted upon, and had a prince as well. In the future, it was not impossible for her to hold the most prestigious position. If he presented the Mystic Yellow Linglong Ginseng and saved Liu Fei's life, the Emperor would definitely remember their Nangong family's achievements and the Nangong family's status would also rise.

Naturally, Nangong Yue could see through her grandmother's thoughts. The corners of her mouth slightly lifted at a angle that no one could see, as she mocked in her heart, ”Thank you uncle, Yue'er is fine now. She doesn't need the Mystic Yellow Linglong Ginseng.

”Lady Liu has been ill for a long time, so she definitely needs it more than Yue'er. ” Because her brother had drowned in her previous life, she had suffered a severe injury.

As a result, her grandmother had no choice but to return the Mystic Yellow Linglong Ginseng to her mother for her to consume.

Only then did the Old Madame's complexion relax slightly. When they looked at Nangong Yue, there was a hint of liking in her eyes. She felt that this granddaughter had become smarter and more crafty after a serious illness.

Since Nangong Yue said so, Nangong Qin didn't force her.

After tossing and turning for the greater part of a day and everyone bid their farewells, they all dispersed one by one. They seemed calm, but all of them had their own thoughts.

After leaving Rong An Hall, Nangong Yue and her parents went to the Second Branch's Drifting Cloud Courtyard to visit Nangong Xin.

Nangong Xin was already 11 years old and should have moved to the outer court long ago, but because of his lack of intelligence, the second branch was worried about him. Thus, the Old Madame allowed the Second Madam to keep him in one of the rooms in the Drifting Cloud Courtyard.

When Nangong Yue and the other two entered the room, it caused a huge reaction from Nangong Xin.

”Mother, father, and sister, you're back!” The young man had already changed into a new set of moon-white clothes, and his hair was neatly combed. His crown jade like face had a pair of black and white eyes, and his pupils were as black as ink.

His eyes were bright and pure as he looked at Nangong Yue and the other two with a carefree smile on his face.

He looks so handsome you can't see anything wrong with him when you're not talking. However, the moment he opened his mouth, a thick sense of childishness would emerge, making people sigh.

Every time Madame Lin saw her eldest son like this, her heart would hurt. He used to be such a clever child. He knew thousands of words at the age of three, recited ancient poems at the age of four, and read four books at the age of five.

When his father-in-law, Nangong Hao, was still alive, he had said that this child was a talent rarely seen in a hundred years. In the future, he would be able to become a marquis, but unexpectedly, such a tragedy happened at the age of five!

Ever since then, every day, she regretted not taking good care of Xin'er. She had always held a glimmer of hope in her heart that one day her father would find a way to heal him and make him recover, even if it meant losing her life!

Madame Lin was momentarily agitated. She hugged her son tightly, but was pushed away by him in disgust. ”Mother, I'm older. You can't hug me like this anymore!”

”Alright, alright. Mom won't hug you!” We've heard that our brother has grown up. ” Madame Lin did not know whether to laugh or cry as she let him go.

Nangong Xin pursed her lips and looked at Nangong Yue, feeling wronged, ”Little sister, why did you come to see me just now? I've been waiting for you for a very, very long time … ” He seemed to be afraid that Nangong Yue would not be able to understand his words.

Nangong Yue's eyes reddened. She was about to say something when Madame Lin rushed to the front, ”Xin'er, did you forget what mother told you? Your sister is sick, and she needs rest.”