Holding a lantern, guiding souls across, Lady Hou comes from the underworld.

Because Xia Ximo was standing by the bed, Yao Guang did not dare to make any rash moves.

The two doctors worked together to take her pulse and check her condition.

However, after a short while, the two of them whispered among themselves for a long time but still couldn't reach a conclusion.

Zhao Wan, who always prided herself on the superior medical skills of her household physicians, felt somewhat embarrassed at this moment and immediately asked impatiently, "Can you even cure him?"

Upon hearing the princess's question, the two physicians hesitated for a moment before stepping forward.

"The young woman's pulse is basically stable, and her wounds are healing. There are no external injuries to her head. The reason she is in this state is probably...it's because she was frightened..."

Zhao Wan was very dissatisfied with the diagnosis. She frowned and said, "Anyone can see what you're saying, right? I just want to know if it can be cured."

"If she can't be cured, the Prince's Mansion definitely can't keep her. Otherwise, if she goes crazy and hurts people, who knows who will die at her hands."

As she spoke, she gave Yu Lang a meaningful look.

However, Yu Shaoqing only understood that the princess was giving him the order to leave, and did not understand the bias in her words. Just as he was about to speak, Ren Fengjue stopped him.

"If it cannot be cured, we should set off back to the capital and seek help from the Imperial Medical Academy."

These words made Zhao Wan pause for a moment, and her arrogance vanished instantly.

She turned and glared at the two doctors, then vented her anger on them.

"What are you all standing there for? Do you want the whole world to know that my Prince Wu's mansion is supporting two quack doctors?"

Doctor: "..."

Once the princess got angry, the two physicians had no choice but to grit their teeth and try to find a way to treat her.

But despite trying everything – medicine, acupuncture, medicinal baths, and even various acupressure techniques targeting specific acupoints – Yao Guang still couldn't remember who she was…

The only consolation is that Yao Guang no longer dares to cause trouble. As long as Xia Ximo is present, she is very obedient and compliant, and her intelligence seems to have returned to that of a child.

After all, Zhao Wan had made some harsh remarks, and several days later, there was still no improvement, so she couldn't help but feel uneasy.

The thought of all these people returning to Beijing made her feel like the sky was falling.

That afternoon, Zhao Wan specially asked the kitchen to make some pastries and went to Zhenxia Courtyard to look for someone.

Xia Ximo wasn't there, but she bumped into a maid tidying up inside.

It seems they will be leaving the Prince Wu's residence soon.

Upon seeing this, the princess's eyes inexplicably reddened.

She then went to the guest courtyard and saw Ren Fengjue and the others gathered in the flower hall, indeed discussing their return to the capital.

"Last night, Master Yan calculated Chongli's approximate location. He has indeed left the Northern Border, and it seems he is heading towards the capital."

Ren Fengjue had a bad feeling about this matter.

He calculated the time it would take for the Crown Prince to return to the capital; it had been seven days. If he traveled quickly, he would arrive in the capital soon.

What a coincidence, Chongli also went to the capital.

Seeing that Ren Fengjue remained silent, Yu Lang continued, "Yaoguang's condition still shows no improvement. Shouldn't we return to the capital as soon as possible and ask Physician Jiang to take a look?"

Outside the door, Zhao Wan felt a chill run down her spine upon hearing these words.

When she got angry, she threw the pastries she was holding onto the ground.

Hearing the commotion, everyone looked outside in surprise, only to see Zhao Wan's angry back as she turned away.

Inside the room, Yu Lang suddenly stood up. "It's the Princess."

Ren Fengjue nodded, having already guessed what the other person was thinking, and said, "She probably heard us say that we were going back to the capital."

Although the princess was willful and capricious, she was extremely loyal and devoted. After losing her parents, she transferred her dependence on her mother to them.

Although I gave them the "eviction notice" that day, I didn't really want them to leave.

Xia Ximo also stood up. "I'll go check on her."

She followed them out of the guest courtyard and saw Zhao Wan's figure in the distance, walking towards Ning'an Courtyard, where Princess Wu had once lived.

Since the passing of the princess, the princess has almost always avoided this "place of sorrow".

But at this moment, she missed her mother terribly.

Although the courtyard has always been cleaned and maintained in its original state, it still feels empty and desolate without that person.

Even the evergreen tree at the entrance has lost all its leaves and has become just like any other tree, no longer unique.

Looking at the desolate scene before her, Zhao Wan's tears streamed down her face.

Xia Ximo followed her into the courtyard without making a sound.

Hearing her footsteps, Zhao Wan quickly turned around and hastily wiped away the tears on her face.

She asked casually, "When do you plan to return to the capital?"

Xia Ximo gave her a deep look and said truthfully, "In the next couple of days."

Zhao Wan nodded, wiped away her tears again, and said, "Anyway, I'll have to leave sooner or later, it's nothing..."

She raised her chin with feigned pride and said, "You can go now, you won't have many chances to meet again."

Upon hearing this, Xia Ximo smiled again.

"Didn't you ever think about going back to Beijing together?"

Zhao Wan stared at her face, which was as cold as melting snow, and was stunned when she heard these words.

She wiped away her tears again, as if suddenly realizing something: "Oh yes, I could go to the capital too! Why didn't I think of that?"

Just a moment ago, everything was bleak and miserable, but now all that's left in their eyes is longing for the capital.

"When are we leaving? I'll have them pack now!"

As Zhao Wan spoke, she pulled Xia Ximo and walked outside.

As soon as he stepped outside, he saw Yu Lang and Ren Fengjue.

They had already heard the news that Zhao Wan was going to return to the capital together. Ren Fengjue remained calm, but Yu Lang looked quite troubled.

Zhao Wan assumed he was unwilling, so she deliberately walked up to him and said arrogantly, "This world belongs to the Zhao family. If I, Zhao Wan, want to return to the capital, who can stop me?"

Yu Lang chuckled awkwardly, "I didn't say I was going to stop you."

Zhao Wan snorted again, then happily walked away with Xia Ximo in her arms.

After they had walked a distance, Yu Lang asked Ren Fengjue with a bitter face, "My lord, are we really going to bring the princess along?"

Ren Fengjue glanced at him and said, "Since the princess is returning to the capital, we can only escort her."

"..."

The next morning, the group packed their bags and prepared to return to Beijing.

Ren Fengjue and the others kept things simple, just as they had when they arrived.

Zhao Wan wished she could pack everything in the entire Zhaoyang Courtyard into the carriage. In the end, it was only after the accompanying Golden Feather Guard commander couldn't bear to watch and persuaded her that the number of carriages was reduced from six to three.

Nevertheless, one of the carriages was packed full, leaving no gaps.

Before leaving, Ren Fengjue went to Xuanjing Hall and handed over the token that Li Feng had entrusted to him to Zhai Hui.

He then went to the manor again and sent someone to take Afu and the surviving Di man back to the foot of Yashan.

In Zhujia Village at the foot of Yashan Mountain, Zhu Peng and others returned to their hometown and continued their lives.

Guided by the Soul-Crossing Lamp, Xiaoyun and Zhanyi's souls also journeyed to the Netherworld...

Thus, the journey to the North came to a complete end.