Meng Qianqian went to Liu Qingyun's room and asked her the same question.
Her answer was no different from Lu Yuan's—Grandmother might be able to cure Shang Changle's poison, but Witch Mountain had rules, and they did not treat outsiders.
Meng Qianqian and Lu Yuan were married, which could make her part of the tribe, but Shang Changle, no matter what, had nothing to do with Miaojiang.
"Can Grandmother make an exception?"
Meng Qianqian asked.
Liu Qingyun lazily removed the jeweled hairpin from her bun. "It's difficult. My mother is as stubborn as a mule, sticking to her principles no matter what. Otherwise, she wouldn't have stayed on Witch Mountain all this time."
Meng Qianqian frowned silently.
It seemed Lu Yuan hadn't lied to her; Witch Mountain did indeed have such a rule.
Meng Qianqian lowered her head and glanced at her belly. After a while, she shook her head like a rattle drum.
No, absolutely not!
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Meng Qianqian took Lady Yan's medicine to Shang Changle's room.
