After being forced into a marriage with a wealthy family, the virtuous wife caused a huge uproar.

"There's no rush, Sister Rong. I have many questions that I need you to answer." Yuwen Zhang rarely saw anyone, so he naturally wanted to talk to her first.

In the past two days, he had people thoroughly investigate the Rong family's eldest daughter. The eldest daughter had never left the capital and was a gentle and refined woman, completely different from the impression he had of his younger sister, Rong.

He was determined to find out exactly what had happened.

Four brides have died in the Zhenguo Duke's mansion in just five years, and he doesn't want his sister to die in the Zhenguo Duke's mansion.

The idea that the bride is cursed to be a jinx is just hearsay; someone must have harmed her.

Rong Yingluo glanced at the two guards in the hall, and Yuwen Zhang knew what she meant. He waved his hand, and the two guards withdrew on their own.

"Sister Rong, you are not the eldest daughter of the Rong family at all, am I right?" Yuwen Zhang didn't mince words.

"You want to know who I really am, right?" Rong Yingluo smiled mischievously. "That's right, I'm not the eldest daughter of the Rong family, but the second daughter. My eldest sister and I are twins."

When I was three years old, I was taken away by Master Puyang of Qingyun Temple, and from then on I followed my master to seek the Dao and ask about medicine.

The Emperor bestowed a marriage upon my eldest sister to Gu Ce. My eldest sister originally had a fiancé with whom she had a deep affection, but she couldn't bear it and attempted suicide, almost dying.

"So I took her identity and married into the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion," Rong Yingluo explained simply.

The two had a close relationship while they were at the border, and she knew he wouldn't tell anyone.

"I see." Yuwen Zhang's question, which had been troubling him for two days, was finally answered.

Gu Ce really got a good deal.

At the same time, he was also very pleased that Rong Yingluo did not treat him as an outsider and told him her true identity so frankly.

"Does Gu Ce know your identity?" Yuwen Zhang really wanted to know how much Gu Ce meant to her.

"He doesn't know. My Rong family used two daughters to marry off our eldest daughter in her place. This was an act of deceiving the emperor, and the fewer people who know, the better. You won't tell anyone, will you?"

"How could I possibly tell anyone? Don't you trust me that much?" Yuwen Zhang was very happy to see her teasing him as before.

"No more questions, let's start treating your leg now." Rong Yingluo was always decisive and efficient, and tonight's task was quite demanding.

Yuwen Zhang had already prepared everything Rong Yingluo needed, as requested in her letter.

The guards came in and put Yuwen Zhang on the bed.

"You two must keep the Fourth Prince still and not let him move around," Rong Yingluo instructed the two guards.

"Yes."

"Brother Zhang, bite down on this piece of wood." Rong Yingluo picked up a piece of wood and held it to Yuwen Zhang's lips.

Yuwen Zhang shook his head: "I can endure it."

"Don't try to be brave, I don't want to hear pigs squealing."

Yuwen Zhang was not bothered by being described as a pig, and obediently bit the wooden stick.

Rong Yingluo carefully felt the bone, found the right spot, then picked up an iron rod and, before Yuwen Zhang could react, struck it hard, causing Yuwen Zhang to let out a muffled cry of pain.

Rong Yingluo wanted to feel sorry for him, but there was nothing she could do; this was the only way to heal his leg.

If a leg that has been broken is injured again, it will break again at the most vulnerable point, which is most conducive to resetting the bone.

"It's all set. What happened just now was only a momentary thing, and it was sudden, so it's bearable. The process of setting the bone is much more agonizing. You have to hang in there." In order to reduce his pain, Rong Yingluo could only try to speed up the process.

Thanks to her familiarity with bones and repeated practice, Rong Yingluo was quick and meticulous in setting bones.

She finished attaching one side in just 15 minutes and then secured it.

However, Yuwen Zhang's two legs had been reattached incorrectly, so he had to suffer again.

Rong Yingluo hardened her heart and knocked again.

It's the same operation again.

Yuwen Zhang bit down hard on the small wooden stick in his mouth, sweating profusely from the pain in the dead of autumn night. But he didn't let out a beastly howl; at most, he only groaned.

"Brother Zhang, you are very brave." Rong Yingluo was very satisfied with his performance; he was a very resilient person. "I'll give you some acupuncture to relieve your pain, otherwise you won't be able to fall asleep."

When setting bones, you can't use acupuncture points or painkillers. She needs to know his pain points to set the bones, and he has to go through this pain.

It took Rong Yingluo a full hour to completely finish dealing with it.

"Sister Rong, thank you." Yuwen Zhang was very grateful to her.

If he hadn't met her again, he might never have known that someone had plotted against him.

No wonder when he returned to the capital, several imperial physicians were unable to cure his leg.

This means he's been bribed or warned, and they're determined to prevent him from doing well.

Time was too short, and he hadn't yet found evidence of who had plotted against him, but he already had a guess in his mind that it could only be the Crown Prince.

His father only had two sons, and he was of low status, but his elder brother, the Crown Prince, still refused to let him go. Only when he was completely crippled could the Crown Prince rest easy.

It is estimated that from the moment he went to the border to join the army, the Crown Prince had already placed people around him, just waiting for the right opportunity to strike.

"Didn't you say we were sworn siblings? Don't be so polite with me." Rong Yingluo waved her hand.

"Okay, from now on you'll be my little sister," Yuwen Zhang blurted out.

"With your words, it wasn't in vain that I came to your residence in the middle of the night."

It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, so you need to take good care of yourself. You must not move around too much before the bone has healed, and you must not let your leg get injured again.

You must stay in bed for a full two weeks before you can move around.

"Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, find an excuse not to go to the palace," Rong Yingluo carefully instructed.

"Okay." Yuwen Zhang's eyes held a gentle smile.

After his mother died, no one cared about him anymore.

Tonight, a young woman did her best to treat him and cared for him like a family member.

This care filled him with endless warmth.

"I think you should have figured it out by now. Your leg injury was probably done on purpose. As a prince, you must be in danger all around you, so you can't be as naive as before. You need to protect yourself well."

"Even after your leg heals, don't stand up in front of others. It's best to wait until the Emperor bestows upon you the title of King and grants you a fief before you stand up," Rong Yingluo continued to instruct.

Yuwen Zhang is already twenty years old. It is estimated that it will not be long before the emperor grants him the title of prince and sends him out of the capital to fend for himself.

"Okay." Yuwen Zhang said "okay" again, without saying anything more.

"It's getting late, I have to go back now. I'll come back for your follow-up appointment in three days." Rong Yingluo prepared to take her leave.

"Take this; it'll make it easier for you to enter my residence in the future." Yuwen Zhang took out a token from the bedside and handed it to her.

Rong Yingluo took it and put it in her bosom: "With this, I might not have to come at night."

She packed her things and prepared to leave, but Yuwen Zhang called her back. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Sister Rong, be careful of the Crown Prince when you go out in the future."

"What do you mean by that? I don't even know what the Crown Prince looks like, why should I be careful of him?" Rong Yingluo felt that what he said was a bit nonsensical.

"Gu Ce was clearly the heir of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion and did not need to take the imperial examination, but he became the top scholar before he was eighteen years old. From then on, he rose rapidly in rank and became the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. The Crown Prince tried many times to win him over to his side."

Gu Ce repeatedly rejected the Crown Prince, incurring his resentment. The two were like oil and water in the court.

The Emperor, however, was pleased with the outcome and showed even greater favor to Prince Gu.

"And you married Gu Ce, and you're still the daughter of a merchant. I'm afraid the Crown Prince, in his depravity, might harm you to humiliate Gu Ce." Yuwen Zhang didn't want to say these things, but he worried that Rong Yingluo didn't understand the ways of the capital and feared she would suffer.

Rong Yingluo really didn't understand these things, after all, her previous life had no connection with the upper class in the capital. But if anyone wanted to harm her, then sorry, her claws were not just for show.

"Thanks for the reminder." Rong Yingluo left gracefully.