"Let's do it this way." Yang Ruxin frowned, "We'll wait for my husband to return, and then we'll visit to see the old madam. Like I said, only by diagnosing the root can one treat the illness. For example, the current drink only nourishes the stomach but doesn't cure the illness..."
"Then I'll trouble Madam Gu." Bin Kui's face immediately lit up with joy upon hearing this.
"It's Master Yin's filial piety that moves me." Yang Ruxin chuckled. They weren't familiar with Bin Kui, but as the commander of the Imperial Guards, it's better to forge a good relationship than to make an enemy. Besides, a filial person typically has commendable character.
Jiang Guanyu had been silent earlier, but now seeing their conversation concluded, he placed a porcelain bottle on the table: "Is this Madam Gu's?"
Yang Ruxin smiled without affirmation or denial.
"Yang Ruxin, hear the decree." Suddenly, Jiang Guanyu stood up, his expression turned solemn.
