Weakened Considerably From His Illness

Bada was taken aback. He thought he had heard wrong.

He followed his master's gaze but saw nothing noteworthy.

"Master, who are you talking about…" he asked.

"There's a young lady inside the horse-drawn carriage of Princess Consort Rui. That young lady looks very much like a certain someone." The man's deep voice carried shades of regret.

Bada was astonished but remembered to lower his voice. "Do you mean to say it's her daughter?"

The man nodded. "If my guess is correct." As he said this, a mischievous look flashed in his eyes.

This trip to the Yan Kingdom was about to be an interesting one.

Bada could tell from his master's tone that he was up to something. He felt anxious now.

"Master, we made the trip here to get medicine. We can't…"

"What are you worried about, Bada?" The man frowned. However, the moment he finished his sentence, the man began coughing drily.

Bada jumped and quickly helped pat his back.