Shu Yu blinked, suspecting she misheard.
She, help her introduce someone?
Although she is now a county magistrate, she's still not as connected and capable as the ladies of the Marquis Yongchang Mansion, right?
Oh, not quite. She does know one influential figure, her master, the Dongqing Temple master.
"Who?"
Cen Yi took a deep breath, "Elder Zhao, the miraculous healer."
Shu Yu scrutinized Cen Yi in front of her, "Are you ill?"
"No." Cen Yi's face flushed crimson, "I'm fine, not sick."
It was Madam Hou, standing to the side, who seemed to contemplate something and leaned closer to Shu Yu, whispering, "Young Madam Zhou has been married for four years and still has no offspring."
Shu Yu suddenly realized, although Madam Hou lowered her voice, Cen Yi, who was nearby, still heard it.
She looked somewhat embarrassed, stood up, and was about to leave.
The nanny quickly pulled her back, "Miss, it's pointless to leave now."
