Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter - Chapter 514

Chapter 514: Chapter 513: Facing his little granddaughter, he smiled like Maitreya Buddha_1
Duke of Zhen puffed up his beard and glared, punishing his two grandsons by making them kneel in the ancestral hall.

How dare they take their sister on an adventure? If he didn’t teach them a lesson, he couldn’t calm down.

“Grandfather, Grandmother, the idea to visit Second Brother and Third Brother at the border was Qingluo’s.”

Lin Qingluo reluctantly defended her two brothers: “Fourth Brother and Fifth Brother love Qingluo and couldn’t bear to go against her wishes, so they had no choice but to accompany her.”

“Qingluo, you don’t need to speak for them. Grandfather knows their characters well.”

Duke of Zhen turned his head to face his granddaughter, his expression immediately changed, unglaring his eyes and relaxing his beard, looking like a smiling Maitreya Buddha.

“Kneeling in the ancestral hall is already a light punishment. If they dare to take the initiative and risk their sister’s safety again, they will face family discipline.”

“Grandfather…”

Lin Qingluo wanted to continue pleading on their behalf.

“You two, go to the ancestral hall immediately and no dinner for you tonight!”

Duke Zhen swooped in and kicked the two troublesome boys out.

Lin Jinyun and Lin Jinlong secretly gave their little sister a reassuring glance, lifted the curtain, smeared oil on their feet, and slipped away.

Duke of Zhen chuckled angrily, “Look at them! Stubborn as monkeys. They need punishment.”

“Grandfather, Grandmother, how is Great Grandfather? Has an Imperial Physician come to see him?”

Lin Qingluo smiled, secretly considering a proper route to avoid the Shadow Guards and deliver food to her brothers.

“Old Master caught a cold that caused chest congestion and a chronic cough. He’s having trouble breathing and hasn’t improved even after taking the Imperial Physician’s medicine.”

Mentioning Old Master, Duke of Zhen’s eyes darkened, showing a hint of anxiety.

“Qingluo wants to see Great Grandfather.”

Lin Qingluo was determined to share her grandfather’s worries.

“That’s good.”

Duke of Zhen’s eyes beamed with delight: “Qingluo’s medical skills are much better than those quacks in the palace. Old Master will surely get better with your treatment.”

“Grandmother will accompany you.”

The Duchess of Zhen couldn’t bear to part with her granddaughter for even a moment. With a smile in her eyes, she held her granddaughter’s tender little hand and left the yard together.

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Mo Canglan was already waiting at Autumn Frost Residence, having examined Old Master’s pulse first. Seeing Lin Qingluo arrive, he vacated his position at the bedside, taking out a small notebook to record the diagnosis out of habit.

“Great Grandfather, where do you feel uncomfortable?”

Lin Qingluo walked to the bedside and bent down to check Old Master’s complexion.

“Qingluo is back.”

Old Master, seeing the granddaughter he had been missing for so long, perked up, and the dim light in his cloudy old eyes brightened.

Lin Qingluo was filled with guilt: “Great Grandfather, Qingluo has been unfilial, not having come to see you in a year.”

“Great Grandfather doesn’t blame you.”

Old Master coughed weakly and shakily raised his arm.

Lin Qingluo’s eyes reddened slightly as she took Old Master’s hand.

“Grandfather, Grandmother, please have everyone leave. Qingluo has to examine Great Grandfather’s illness.”

“Alright.”

Duke and Duchess of Zhen had no objections and led everyone out of the room.

Mo Canglan tactfully closed the door and windows.

Lin Qingluo’s eyes were downcast, “Great Grandfather, Qingluo is going to check the cause of your illness. Please close your eyes and rest; you’ll be better soon.”

“Hmm.”

Old Master hummed from his nostrils and peacefully closed his eyes.

Lin Qingluo’s brow sparkled with golden light as she used the Inner Vision Technique to examine Old Master’s internal organs thoroughly.

When the golden light in her brow disappeared, Mo Canglan rushed over impatiently.

“Master, did you find the cause of the illness?”

“Yes.”

Lin Qingluo’s eyes were shadowed.

“Is there a lesion in his lungs?”

Mo Canglan had already guessed from Old Master’s pulse.