Don't be tempted, sir

"Why so late?" the prince was surprised.

Song Xiaoyuan also felt a little regretful, but that was how it was when Song's mother took back the wedding date. Shen Yining walked over and pulled him aside and said, "Good things take time, next year will be good too!"

"Okay, next year is fine too. Big brother is leaving, don't worry!" They spurred on their horses and their backs disappeared outside the city gate.

The prince also pulled Qizhu over: "I'm hungry, Xiaoyuan will arrange a place for me!"

"You haven't eaten yet?" Qizhu asked in confusion.

"Um……"

The four of them mounted their horses and rode to the market. After the New Year, the market was more crowded than before, with goods from various countries sold on the busy streets, mostly incense, essential oils, bracelets, ornaments, food... Qizhu pulled Shen Yining through the crowd, looking around: "Yining, we live in the capital, how come we have never seen this market before!"

"Sister, if you come out at night, your legs will be broken!"

Qizhu emphasized: "In the past, in the past! Not anymore, haha."

It was the first time for the two sisters to see goods from various countries and they were very curious. The two young masters followed them, and although they were still hungry, they smiled dotingly.

"Will my son get better after taking this medicine?"

"Yes! Don't worry, after eating it, I guarantee you will be full of energy and powerful!"

Shen Yining passed by and heard it, so she stopped and grabbed Qizhu: "Sister, wait a minute!"

"This is all my fortune!" The old woman held the bag tightly, reluctant to part with it.

"Don't worry, I won't lie to you!"

"Sister..." Shen Yining didn't hold her back.

Qizhu walked over, snatched the old woman's bag and handed it to her: "What kind of medicine is so magical? Let me see it!"

"Girl, give me back my bag, my son is waiting to be saved!"

"Grandma, he's a liar!"

"No! He is not a liar, he can save my son's life!" The old woman rubbed her hands and anxiously asked Qizhu to return the bag to her.

The prince walked by: "What's wrong?"

"My dear, he is a liar!"

The prince pulled Qizhu behind him, and the vendor explained: "It's a misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding. I'm a dealer of elixirs from various countries. The girl misunderstood. This medicine can really save her son."

The old woman rubbed her hands together and said, "Girl, please give me back my wealth!"

Qizhu held on to the bundle tightly, and the prince said, "Tell me, what is the effect of your so-called panacea?"

"Sir, you don't know that this old woman's son is weak and has been bedridden for years. My magic medicine can cure his son. He will instantly become extremely strong, just like or even stronger than an ordinary person!" The vendor boasted, shaking the medicine in his hand.

The prince raised his eyebrows: "Where did you get this magic medicine?"

The vendor didn't want to talk, so he put away the medicine bottle and said, "I can't tell you anything. If you don't want to buy, just move aside and don't stop others from buying!"

"Cough cough... cough... cousin..." Song Xiaoyuan suddenly became weak as if he was dying, and Shen Yining supported him and walked forward.

"Ahem, where did the merchant get this strength? Is it really so powerful?"

Seeing that Song Xiaoyuan was extremely happy, the vendor took out another medicine bottle and said, "Western Regions, magical medicine!"

The prince probed: "Where is the Western Region?"

The vendor came closer and said, "Loulan, this is difficult! Looking at your cousin's condition, he might need two!"

"Oh?"

The old lady at the side cried anxiously: "I came here first, I came here first! The girl grabbed my bag, and you grabbed my son's life-saving medicine, ah..."

Qizhu wanted to explain, but the prince stopped her and asked, "How much is this medicine?"

"One thousand taels, two! Your cousin must need two in this state!"

Smacking my lips, this medicine costs five hundred taels per pill! The prince wanted to arrest him immediately, but Song Xiaoyuan coughed: "Cousin, buy it!"

The prince took out a thousand taels of silver and handed it to the vendor. The old woman cried anxiously, let go of the bundle in Qizhu's hand, and sat on the ground helplessly: "Son!!"

Qizhu helped her up and returned the bag to her: "Grandma, I..."

Shen Yining pulled Qizhu over, shook his head to indicate that there was no need to explain, and Qizhu stepped back.

"Go wait for me at Kasha's place!"

"Okay." Shen Yining took Qizhu away, and Qizhu looked back at the old woman frequently.

Arriving at Kasa, Shen Yining smiled and asked for two glasses of pomegranate juice: "Sister, this is the boss lady of Kasa."

"Hello." Qizhu was absent-minded, still thinking about the old woman on the ground.

Seeing her appearance, Kasa arranged for the two of them to go upstairs and not disturb her in the future.

"Yining, I just don't want her to be deceived, but what if her son really dies!"

"Sister, try the pomegranate juice, it's delicious!"

"Yining!"

"Sister, that medicine is... a fraud. No matter what the result is, she can't save her son. Sister, you just did what you could to stop her from being deceived."

"But....we bought the medicine!"

"Sister, don't think too much... and don't blame yourself, you didn't do anything wrong."

Song Xiaoyuan and the prince got the medicine and quietly followed the merchant to pack up his stall and go home. Sure enough, the merchant came to the Treasure Pavilion in the capital, turned over the roof tiles, and the two traded medicine and money.

"Let's go back."

"Okay, I'll have the West Camp keep an eye on this place tomorrow."

After returning to the market, the four of them had dinner at Kasa's place and went back. The old woman grabbed Song Xiaoyuan and said, "You are not sick, give me back the pills!"

Song Xiaoyuan spoke gently: "Even if the medicine will kill your son, it doesn't matter to you?"

The old woman held on tightly and said, "I don't believe that medicine can save my son!"

"Okay, since you can't persuade me, it's fate. I'll give you medicine."

"Seriously! This! All my wealth! I give it to you!"

Song Xiaoyuan took it, and the prince handed her a pill. The old woman excitedly took it carefully, turned around and hurried home.

"Let's go and have a look..."

The four of them followed the old woman to her home, a dilapidated thatched hut on the outskirts of the city. Her son was lying on the bed, dying and coughing.

Qizhu was curious: "Where did she get the five hundred taels?"

"Shh, sister is watching."

The four of them watched intently by the wall. The old woman brought some water and hurriedly fed the medicine to her son: "Son, take the medicine! This medicine will make you better!"

"Mother, please don't insist on saving me anymore... We have sold everything in our house, and now we have to live in this leaky place. What's the point?" He then continued to cough.

"Hurry, hurry, it will be fine after eating..."

The terminally ill man on the bed had no choice but to swallow the medicine. He could not see anything for a while, and could only wait and see the effect. After half an incense stick of time, the man on the bed stopped coughing, and instead became a little excited and happy, and his coughing turned into laughter.

"Hahaha, Mom, this medicine is great! I'm full of strength now!"

The old woman was so happy that she cried. Seeing that her son was no different from an ordinary person and even had a lot of strength, she said, "Great, that's great! He really didn't lie to me!"

The man was full of energy. He got up and left the house. The old woman asked hurriedly, "Son, son...what are you going to do?"

"Mother, I am full of strength now. I will go and take back our house. Five hundred taels is not enough to buy my house!"

"Son..." The old woman looked at her son, who seemed like a different person at this moment.