Amazing Pastoral World: Unparalleled Medical Queen

The pill was held in the palm of her hand, and when her skin touched the smooth surface, the names of several medicinal herbs immediately flashed through Lu Ke'er's mind.

She placed the pills on the bedside cabinet and looked at them casually, the name of the medicine not appearing in her mind.

Then she stared at the pills again, and the names of the medicines appeared again.

She tried it several more times using other methods and came to the conclusion that when she concentrated on observing, touched, sniffed or tasted the pill, the ingredients of the pill would appear in her mind.

This is a new skill!

With this skill, she doesn't have to use spiritual energy all the time.

Just prepare the antidote directly.

Unfortunately, although she had read some ancient medical books handed down in her previous life, such as "Shennong's Herbal Classic" and "Compendium of Materia Medica", and learned about some toxins and the properties of some medicinal materials, she was still not proficient and comprehensive enough. It would be better if she could read more books on this subject.

Such a medicinal book must be very rare. In a place like Luzhou, it is estimated that there are only a few copies. Why not...

Lu Ke'er excitedly instructed Qiuyu: "Qiuyu, help me prepare the pen and ink. I want to write a letter."

Qiu Yu looked surprised: "Miss, are you going to write a letter to Mr. Xiao?"

"How do you know I want to write a letter to him?" Lu Ke'er looked at her puzzled.

What's going on with this girl's face full of joy, like a matchmaker?

Qiu Yu's face was filled with relief. "Miss, you finally got it. Since Master Xiao returned to the capital, you have only written to him twice. I'm not saying anything bad, but you can't do this. Master Xiao is a rare talent, and there must be many girls who admire him. If you don't take the initiative to find an opportunity to write to Master Xiao to keep in touch, I'm afraid that he will sooner or later forget you among all the beauties in the capital."

Lu Ke'er glared at her with both anger and amusement: "What nonsense are you talking about? Master Xiao and I are just ordinary friends, we..."

"Impossible, isn't it?" Qiu Yu said, feeling rather disappointed. "Miss, maybe even you don't know your own heart. In my opinion, it is very difficult for a woman in this world not to be attracted to Master Xiao."

"Oh?" Lu Ke'er raised her eyebrows and teased, "Are you also moved?"

"How is it possible?" Qiu Yu's eyes widened with disbelief, "I am just a servant, how could I possibly covet a nobleman like Master Xiao?"

"How many times have I told you? Don't call yourself a slave. In my heart, you are not a servant."

"But I just want to be your servant."

"But I don't like to hear you call yourself a slave." Lu Ke'er sighed.

She knew that she was somewhat out of tune with this world. Perhaps it would take some time for her to adapt.

Just like Qiuyu and the others, they stopped calling themselves slaves at her insistence. However, after a while, they still found it difficult to adapt and returned to their old ways, calling themselves slaves, which made her helpless.

The ancients had a deep understanding and attitude towards the difference between superiors and inferiors.

She was their master, so they respected her. In front of her, they naturally revealed their own "humbleness".

Lu Ke'er didn't want to continue this topic. She walked to the table, spread out the letter paper, dipped the pen in ink, and soon a few lines of words appeared on the snow-white letter paper.

The handwriting was not beautiful, but rather revealed a sense of unruliness and boldness.

"The lady's handwriting doesn't look like it was written by a woman at all." Qiuyu would sigh every time he looked at it.

Lu Ke'er smiled faintly.

In her previous life, she had practiced calligraphy for several years. She didn't like to write in a conventional way, and over time, her calligraphy became like this.

The slow parts are like flowing clouds and running water, while the fast parts are like the flashing of swords.

After writing, folding it into a small piece, and rolling it into a paper roll, Lu Keer called out the window: "Xiao Hei!"

In an instant, a dark shadow flew in from the window and landed on her desk.

After touching Xiao Hei's smooth feathers, Lu Ke'er tied the letter to its feet.

"Xiao Hei, thank you for your hard work. Deliver the letter to Xiao Xiao."

Xiao Hei rubbed her hand with his little head, then flapped his wings, flew into the air, flew out of the window, and flew into the distance.

Looking at Xiao Hei's figure getting farther and farther away until he disappeared, Qiu Yu was still a little disappointed: "Miss, you only wrote two lines in the whole article, and they are all about finding medical books and medicine books. Can't you write a few more words?"

"What more words do you want to write?" Lu Ke'er winked at her mischievously, "Tell Xiao Xiao that you are worried that he will forget your young lady among all the other girls?"

"Oh, Miss, are you really not worried?" Qiuyu stamped her feet anxiously.

In the past, when she was with Master Rong, she had also stayed in the capital. Although she was still a humble servant in the mansion at that time and had no chance to meet dignitaries, she knew from the sisters around her that the capital was full of flowers and beauties.

A person like Young Master Xiao would probably be surrounded by many beauties.

What will the lady do then?

"Qiuyu, if it's mine, it will be mine in the end. If it's not mine, no matter how much I want it or how much I beg for it, it will never be mine." Lu Ke'er suddenly said seriously, "Don't force anything."

"Miss..." Qiu Yu was stunned for a while.

So, the young lady is not completely indifferent to Mr. Xiao, right?

However, with the lady's inner pride, she would not allow herself to lose her self-esteem and confidence in front of Mr. Xiao.

She won't take the initiative to fight for it.

She just lives her life at her own pace and follows her desires.

Qiu Yu didn't know whether Lu Ke'er's temper was good or bad, but she felt sad.

Such a young lady reminded her of a tortoise that would retreat into its shell when in danger.

If you haven't experienced pain, you won't retreat like this.

This is not like the usual brave and fighting lady.

………………

Beijing.

Prince's Mansion.

Ye Feng leaned sideways on the soft chair, one hand supporting his chin, the other hand touching the spirit stone on the table, his eyes empty, his thoughts drifting to Lingxia Village.

At this time, Lingxia Village probably started spring ploughing.

There weren't many terraced fields on the mountain. Most of the fields awarded to the Lu family were in the suburbs of Xilin County. The land there was fertile, and Ke'er had already planned it. The secret guards who stayed in Lingxia Village to secretly protect the Lu family sent news that Ke'er used half of the fields to grow medicine and the other half to grow crops. Ye Feng thought to himself that there must be green seedlings sprouting in the fields.

Oh, I really want to see the medicinal seedlings with my own eyes.

Just as he was thinking about it, Xiao Shizi came in and reported, "Your Highness, Young Master Rong from the Taiwei Mansion wants to see you."

Ye Feng's eyes lit up: "Please come in."

After a while, Rong Zhixing, wearing a royal blue brocade robe, with a tall figure and handsome face, walked in.

"Greetings, Your Highness." Rong Zhixing bowed with a smile in his eyes.

"What wind brings a busy man like you here?" Ye Feng was a little surprised when he saw him.

After returning to the capital, this man, apart from helping him to raise the military pay needed to attack Prince Chen, spent the rest of his time focusing on money. Today, he rarely thought of the Crown Prince.

"Your Highness is making fun of me." Rong Zhixing said with a smile, "If we were to ask which young master in the capital is the busiest, it would definitely be Your Highness."

"Tell me, what do you want from me?" Ye Feng didn't believe that he would come to the palace for no reason.

"The one who knows me is Your Highness." Rong Zhixing sighed and took out an invitation from his arms.

"What's so mysterious?" Ye Feng took the invitation with a puzzled look, and glanced around, "Li Yan Fang will open in three days. Are you inviting me to go? No, what is your Li Yan Fang?"