Hey! Host! I asked you to have a child, not to have a strategy.

The years do not live, the seasons flow.

Thousands of years passed by quickly. Zhu Baishao and the system had become a big shot with great fortune in countless planes. She could freely travel through the planes she had been to and even choose the time.

[Host, let's go on vacation together! ] The system's consciousness was almost glowing.

Zhu Baishao was half lying down with her beautiful eyes slightly closed. She nodded indifferently when she heard the words. Her slender and beautiful fingers fiddled with the countless dimensional light balls a few times and pinched one of them.

【It’s ancient times! 】

The system popped up a light screen and began to list the vacation plan, including all the must-see delicacies and beautiful scenery. He was even more excited than Zhu Baishao.

Looking at the introduction of this plane, Zhu Baishao's eyes sparkled. She opened the interface for saving the face-pinching data and slid through the images of various characters, some charming, some dignified, some beautiful, some gorgeous, some cute, some cold, some gentle, some wild, and finally clicked on the elegant and refined saved data.

I spent my points to directly redeem a body and entered the plane.

……

The timeline of the Regent plane moves forward twelve years.

At this time, Xiao Huanzhi had only been named the Young Prince of Qi, and Wen Yan's parents were still alive.

……

It was an autumn morning, and the soft sunlight shone on the gate of the county town.

A carriage was moving slowly along with the team, but because of the congestion ahead, the speed was extremely slow.

A woman wearing royal blue clothes and a jade hairpin on her head lifted the carriage curtain a little and said to the driver, "What's going on up ahead?"

The driver looked up, but because of the carriage in front of him, he couldn't see clearly, so he could only reply: "I don't know, it seems that a group of people are coming out and are blocking the team entering the city."

A peddler carrying a load on his shoulder laughed and interrupted, "Madam, is this your first time in Xu'an County? We locals are used to this situation! It happens at the gate of the county town every third day of the month! If I hadn't gotten up late today, I would have entered the city early and wouldn't have wasted time here."

The woman looked at the peddler and then gave the driver a look.

The driver understood, but did not pay. Instead, he took out his wine bag and a small bamboo wine cup, poured a cup for the peddler, and said with a smile: "Brother, you are knowledgeable, can you tell me the reason? And I heard that Xu'an County has a miracle doctor, if you know, please tell me about it."

The peddler's eyes lit up when he smelled the wine. He took a sip impatiently and said with a smile, "What a coincidence! The blockage at the city gate is related to the miracle doctor you mentioned!"

"Ten miles outside Xu'an County, there is a Lihuawu. Doctor Zhu comes out to provide free medical consultations on the third day of every month. That's why it's like this..."

He said as he took another sip of his drink.

The driver smiled and asked, "Then there doesn't have to be such a blockage at the city gate, right?"

The peddler motioned him to look at a luxurious carriage that had just come out of the city, and whispered, "That's the son of the Li family in the prefectural city. Look, the one behind is the son of the county magistrate's family in the county city... Tsk tsk, that doctor Zhu is not only an extraordinary doctor, but he also looks like he's from some country or city..."

"Strangling beauty?" the driver hesitated.

"Yes! She is absolutely stunningly beautiful." The peddler smacked his lips. "These young masters, just to see Dr. Zhu, pretended to be sick when they were not, and they kept fighting over who would go first. Isn't this blocking the way?"

As the carriages of the young masters drove away from the city gate, the road into the city became smooth again.

The peddler greeted the coachman and carried his load into the crowd.

The coachman withdrew his gaze and waited respectfully for the lady and young master in the carriage to reply.

In the carriage, besides the woman and a maid, there was also a young man in white clothes, with clear eyebrows and eyes, and fair skin, just like snow on a sunny day, but with a slight sickly look.

The woman looked at the young man with pity in her eyes and said softly, "Ayan, the miracle doctor is outside the city. Should we still go into the city?"

The boy raised his eyelids slightly and spoke in a clear voice.

"Mom, let's go directly outside the city."

The mother and son heard the conversation between the coachman and the peddler.

They came here for the miracle doctor, so there was no need for them to go back and forth in the city.

The driver whipped his whip, and the carriage started rumbling, passing through the crowd entering the city and catching up with the previous carriages that were heading to Lihuawu.

Lihuawu has a superior geographical location, and the seasons are disrupted without notice during spring and autumn.

The pear trees planted everywhere bear fruit in autumn every year and also bloom with clusters of snow-white pear blossoms, creating a strange sight of flowers and fruits coexisting, which was once reported to the imperial court as a good omen.

A few months ago, a family moved into Lihuawu. The female head of the household was named Zhu. She cured the chronic illnesses of some villagers who often stopped there. She also cured the difficult and complicated illnesses of a nobleman in the city. Every time, her medicine worked and the illness was cured. Soon, her reputation as a miracle doctor spread, and many people came to see her.

When the Wen family's carriage arrived near Lihuawu, they found that there was already a long queue on the only path in the forest, most of whom were young men.

Madam Wen leaned over to take a look and said in surprise, "What does this Divine Doctor Zhu look like that he has attracted so many young masters."

As a woman, she was naturally interested in the appearance of the miraculous doctor Zhu.

Wen Yan's white clothes were as white as snow. As he smelled the rich fragrance of pear blossoms in the air, he actually felt that the pain in his body was alleviated a little.

"Let's go down and line up too."

His eyes were clear and his voice was loud, but his sickly look made him look more haggard than others.

As the sun rose higher, the number of people in front of them became smaller and smaller. Mrs. Wen, who had always been curious about the appearance of Doctor Zhu, finally saw the woman sitting behind the desk in front of her, taking the pulse of an old woman.

She was wearing a light green silk dress embroidered with broken magnolia branches. Her long black hair was tied up loosely and fixed with a jade hairpin. Although her head was slightly lowered so her appearance could not be seen clearly, her whole demeanor was charming and beautiful.

Zhu Baishao picked up a pen and wrote a prescription for the old woman in front of him, saying gently: "Go get the medicine, and boil it when you go back. Boil three bowls of water into one bowl. Boil one dose of medicine twice. Take it for two days, and your typhoid cough will be cured."

The old woman's face was wrinkled with smile and she kept thanking him.

"Next one." The person standing next to Zhu Baishao was Liuying, the little maid she picked up on the roadside and who followed her after she saved her life.

The next in line, a handsome young man in brocade robe, walked over quickly and sat down. He put his hand on the pulse and stared at Zhu Baishao with a pair of fiery eyes.

Zhu Baishao simply recorded the symptoms of the previous patient, then reached out and pressed her hand on the young man's wrist.

"The fire of the gate of life is weak, and the pulse is deep and weak... Do you feel pain in your waist and knees, cold limbs, and fatigue?"

The woman's voice was as gentle as the warm spring breeze, and as pleasant to the ears as the sound of a spring.

The young man in brocade clothes' expression changed. He also came here for the miracle doctor's beauty, but he never thought that he could really diagnose his illness.

"Yes, yes."