"Besides, complaining about it at this point is useless; we can only do our best to treat her." Yang Chuxia continued, "Mu Shaoling and Chengcheng are both skilled in dicine, they’ll surely find a way to cure Huarong."
"Xiaxia is right." Ye Zi’an nodded in agreent, "Moreover, although there’s no solution in Great Zhou, maybe there are doctors elsewhere who can help? There are so many countries; sending people to search might lead to a cure."
"I have already sent people to search."
Mu Shaoling and his wife also rushed here, and they were both very tired.
After eating a bit, they went to rest.
Mu Huarong and her maid were arguing in the room.
"Miss, why are you being so foolish? It’s clearly not your fault!!"
"Shut up... Say one more word, and I’ll send you back to the Capital City."
"Miss!" the maid was unwilling, "Even if you send back to the Capital City, I still want to say, what can you gain from this besides suffering? Happiness is gone, beauty is gone, Madam doesn’t understand you, even the Young Master criticizes you, why are you doing this?"
Mu Huarong sat still, unfazed by the maid’s words.
Her gaze was calm, like autumn water.
"This ti, I’ll let it pass, but don’t ntion it again, or I’ll have ways to make you unable to speak."
Mu Huarong’s voice was emotionless, but the maid knew she was serious.
"Yes, I understand."
The maid wiped her eyes and went out; she wanted to make so food for her Miss, hoping she’d get better soon. Her Miss was too pitiful.
Xiu’er passed by the room and heard the argunt inside, feeling strange but refrained from asking due to her status.
"Madam, I passed by Miss Mu’s room and heard so commotion inside."
"Arguing?" Yang Chuxia was a bit surprised, "How could there be an argunt between a master and a maid?"
"I’m not sure."
"Forget it, it’s not our place to intervene." Yang Chuxia thought for a mont and said, "Prepare the front building for the Mu Family to stay in, and let Huarong live on the second floor. Everything for Huarong must be carefully arranged, and inform the household staff not to go near the second floor without reason and not to gossip casually. If I hear anyone gossiping about Huarong, I’ll cut off their tongue."
Mu Shaoling and his wife brought her from the Capital City to Funan, definitely because the Capital City is full of gossip and not conducive to her recovery. Now that she lives here, I need to be careful to avoid ssing things up and damaging the relationship between the two families.
"Yes, I’ll go spread the word."
However, it seed that Yang Chuxia was overthinking; Mu Huarong didn’t even leave her room, so how could she hear anything?
She stayed in Funan for an entire month without taking a single step outside her door.
"It can’t work like this; staying indoors all the ti isn’t good for wound recovery." Being cooped up indoors makes one prone to lancholy, and a bad mood leads to poor circulation, hindering the healing of facial scars.
Commandery Princess Dongyang shook her head, "I’ve tried everything, my mouth is worn from talking, but she just won’t go out."
Mu Huarong is stubborn; Yang Chu tried persuading her, but no matter what you say, she just looks at you with her big, bright smile, yet remains silent.
"In a few days, Yueyue and Qingqing will co over, then let them try persuading her." Yang Chuxia suggested, "They’re about the sa age and can communicate better; let them take her to the seaside to unwind."
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