Shen Ruoxi was slightly taken aback, then nodded and replied, "Alright."
The two moved aside, and the little girl actually made a gesture as if to kneel before her.
Shen Ruoxi quickly helped her up and gently said, "Just speak your mind, there's no need for such formalities."
The little girl's eyes welled up with tears, and she choked out, "I am Hong, a menial maid of the Prince Mansion. My mother is the old stewardess of the mansion's rear quarters. Yesterday, she unfortunately caught a cold from overexertion.
But the Prince Mansion in the south of the city is currently preparing for the Princely Heir's wedding, and calling a physician on such a day would bring bad luck to the master, wouldn't it?
Yet, my mother's illness truly cannot wait any longer. I heard that Marquis Shen is skilled in medicine, and I humbly request your aid in seeing my mother. I bow before you."
To catch a cold in such a season is indeed peculiar. Though not unheard of, it is certainly rare.
