"Yes." Mu Shaoling said seriously, "This elderly gentleman is already seventy years old, and with the poison having been present for quite some time, the toxins have spread to his internal organs. Even if the poison is neutralized, the damaged organs cannot be restored. I estimate he can live at most another year."
Yang Chuxia frowned, "If the old gentleman passes away, who knows how heartbroken Yangyang might be."
"In fact, the old gentleman must be holding on; otherwise, he would have deteriorated long ago." Mu Shaoling added, "He should be waiting for Yangyang to accomplish something."
"No matter what, one more day alive is one more day." Ye Ziāan commented, "The old gentleman has no family. Once the poison is fully neutralized, letās bring him home and take good care of him, give him a proper send-off."
"Should we tell Yangyang about this?"
"Tell him; he has to know." Ye Ziāan said.
As a result, upon hearing the news, Yangyang practiced martial arts day and night, becoming visibly thin, which pained Ms. Wang greatly as she continually made nourishing soups for him.
As for the old poison master, after the poison was neutralized, he was brought back to Prince Anās Mansion where everyone treated him with great respect, causing the old man to cheerfully donate all his personal treasures.
Regarding the rank of Marquis Changning, Ye Ziāan submitted a memorial during the morning assembly, leaving Baili Yan quite puzzled as he thought Yangyang would inherit the title. He even specifically summoned Ye Ziāan to inquire about it, learning that Yangyang himself didnāt want it, sighing before agreeing. He mused why among his own children there wasnāt one who understood such humility and generosity.
On September 15th, the decree for Qingqing to be appointed as the heir spread to Prince Anās Mansion, leading various households to send congratulations. Previously, when Ye Ziāan was appointed Vice Director, they intended to congratulate him, but Prince Anās Mansion had been too low-profile, keeping doors closed to visitors, causing them to take their gifts back.
This time, Prince Anās Mansion wouldnāt close doors to visitors again, right?
"Madam, Lord Lan, Lord Gao, and Lord Shen have sent congratulatory gifts to celebrate Young Master Heirās appointment." Ming Lan reported and asked, "Madam, should these gifts be accepted?"
"Accept them, why not?" Seeing Ming Lanās confusion, Yang Chuxia replied, "Our family is going to live long-term in the Capital City next, so we canāt always avoid interaction with such people. Previously, we didnāt accept them because the timing wasnāt right, but we surely will this time. Anyway, there will be opportunities later to reciprocate. Oh, go to the study and invite Lord Marquis to come out, saying visitors have arrived."
"Yes."
Those who brought gifts heard that Ye Residence accepted them this time, finally relaxing, fearing they might be asked to take them back and lose face again.
Ye Ziāan, upon receiving the news, went out with Qingqing to meet the guests, and he certainly didnāt forget to include Lele and Yangyang.
Later, more and more people came to offer gifts, and naturally, Ye Residence had to entertain them. Yang Chuxia saw the kitchen struggling to keep up with providing meals for so many people, and thus sent someone to book several tables at Gathered Towers to cater, creating a joyful atmosphere for hosts and guests alike.
"Lord Marquis Wuāan is here!"
A while after the meal, as Ye Ziāan was about to send off the guests, someone from the gatehouse reported another arrival.
Upon hearing this, the guests were in no hurry to leave.
"Cousin!"
Speaking, Luo Linhao entered.
"When did you arrive in the Capital City? Have you met the Emperor yet?"
Ye Ziāan smiled, patting his shoulder, "Not bad, youāve gained more momentum."
"I just came from the palace." Luo Linhao revealed his white teeth, "The army has entered the West Mountain camp outside the city, so I went to meet the Emperor. Upon learning your residence was hosting a banquet, I came to join for a meal."