After traveling through time, I became the aunt of the loyal dog emperor

A flag with the words "Family recipe, miraculous healing power", a gray beard and trouser legs still covered in mud.

Wan Ning walked slowly to the entrance, stared at him up and down, suddenly realized something, pointed at him and said, "I recognize you, you are the quack who stared at me at the market more than half a month ago!"

He was somewhat displeased by the name of Jianghu magician, and he hung his head and retorted angrily: "I recognize you too, the young lady from Lu Village! Why didn't your man come with you today?"

After a brief pause, he changed to an exaggerated expression and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Ah, you are not dead, are you? Now you are no longer a young lady, but a young widow~"

The old man's playful expression made it hard to guess whether it was true or false. Wan Ning was not angry, but she was more interested in the old man and wanted to tease him. She folded her hands in front of her chest and looked at the old man proudly: "Oh, so you still know me. Since we are old friends, if you beg for mercy, I will let them let you in."

The old man first showed a suspicious look, then looked at the banquet over there and was so greedy that he could not help it. He immediately felt that face was nothing, eating well was the real thing, and his attitude changed instantly, begging: "Good aunt, good girl, please let me in. Good people will be rewarded, and you will definitely make a fortune in the future!"

"It's good to make a fortune, I like this." Wan Ning turned around happily and asked the guard to let him in. The old man, who was a little skeptical at first, saw that the guards really listened to her, so he bent over and followed Wan Ning respectfully, and came to a separate table. He glanced at it and saw that the table was full of delicious food, and no one was competing with him for it.

"Please sit down." Hearing Wan Ning's invitation, he no longer hesitated and quickly sat down at the table, happily rolling up his flag and putting it away.

"'Family heirloom, miraculous cure', is this a recipe passed down from your ancestors? But what kind of cure is it?"

The old man hurriedly poured himself a glass of wine, and answered anxiously: "Look carefully, this is my family recipe, not someone else's." He immediately drank the wine in the glass, grinning with his teeth bared, and exclaimed: "Good wine, good wine. I haven't had such a delicious wine in a long time."

Just as he was about to pour himself another glass, Wan Ning stopped him. The old man's grin froze on his face. Wan Ning simply explained his purpose: "There's plenty of good wine and food, but if you want to continue drinking, you have to promise me one thing, okay?"

"Okay, okay, good sister, good sister, don't just say one thing, I will promise you ten things. Just let me, an old man, have a good meal, and everything will be fine." After saying that, he eagerly put the chicken leg in his hand into his mouth.

Wan Ning patiently waited for the old man to finish his meal, observing his every move. The last time they met briefly at the market, she felt that this man was a little strange. He stared at her as if he knew her. She wanted to find him to ask him about it, but now he showed up at her doorstep.

After the meal was finished, the old man was so drunk that he finally stopped eating. There were only the remains of the food on the table. Wan Ning poured a cup of tea and handed it to the old man: "You've eaten so much, be careful not to get too full."

"If I get too full, I can heal myself. Have you forgotten what I do? Besides, if I miss this meal, I don't know when the next one will be?" The old man took the tea from Le Yan and answered self-deprecatingly.

"It's not easy to eat. Come to me if you want to eat in the future. As long as you answer my questions, I promise that you can eat as much as you want in the future."

Perhaps seeing that Wan Ning was really capable, the old man immediately leaned forward and smiled awkwardly, "Young lady, how come you are living such a good life now? I advised you to leave your weak man and find a good family to marry, but you didn't listen. I didn't expect that your good life would be here!" He pointed at the plaque of Prince Qi's mansion and asked in confusion, "Lu Village is not far from Prince Qi's fiefdom. Did Prince Qi bring you here this time?"

Wan Ning smiled but didn't answer. The old man lowered his voice and asked:

"Is your man really dead? He was so badly injured, I don't think he would live for many days. My medicine doesn't always work."

"Indeed, 'gone'. Little old man, tell me about your encounter with me in Lu Village!" Le Yan didn't want to follow his words anymore, so she asked directly about what she cared about most. The old man was very sure that the person he saw was her, but she knew that it could not be herself, so there was another possibility - Princess Le Yan.

Princess Le Yan? A weak man? There was no way they could be connected.

The old man put on airs and began to tell Le Yan:

"Nine months ago, I was traveling around as a doctor and passed by Lu Village. It was already dark, so I found a dilapidated temple to lie down and rest. Suddenly, I felt hungry, so I took out the last piece of bread I had with me to fill my stomach. I planned to go out the next day to help people with illnesses to earn some money. What a shame! A wild dog suddenly appeared out of nowhere, snatched my bread and ran away. How could I let it go? I immediately chased the dog and chased it. By the time I realized what was happening, I was completely lost."

"Hey, get to the point." Wan Ning urged anxiously.

"Don't worry. Just when the old man didn't know what to do, I saw a graceful figure moving under the tree in the moonlight. I plucked up my courage and walked forward. But the person saw me and ran away. After running a few steps, he saw that I was not a bad person and turned back."

"It must be because you don't look like a good person and scared people," Wan Ning said.

"I was just about to ask you, how was I scary? You did scare me at that time." The old man retorted a little unconvinced.

"The person you saw was 'me'?" Wan Ning couldn't help but get a little excited and asked, "Why am I not sleeping in the middle of the night?"

"I was collecting herbs. I don't know which quack doctor told me that this medicine under the moonlight is very effective for seriously injured patients, so I came to look for it under the moonlight. Fortunately, you took pity on me and took me back to a shabby house. I had a cake and a cup of hot tea." The old man pointed to today's banquet and added, "It can't be compared with today's, but it did save my life. I entered the shabby house and heard a cough, and then I found a person lying on the ground. You told me at the time that he was your man, and your family didn't agree with your marriage, so you eloped and escaped. You had a rough life and were seriously injured on the way."

The old man paused, drank a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and then continued: "I am a good man. You are lucky that one cake was exchanged for two prescriptions from me. It's a pity that I have to leave Lu Village the next day and can't continue to treat him. By the way, how did your man recover later?"

"Dead," Wan Ning answered casually with an expressionless face, which made the old man excited instead.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. If he hadn't met me, he might have died. But after meeting me and taking those two prescriptions, he would definitely have survived. Did you not give him the medicine in order to murder your own husband and become the Princess of Qi?"

"He left on his own after he recovered from his illness. Do you still remember what my man looked like?" Wan Ning naturally didn't know what happened at that time, so she could only make up a story.

"Remember," the old man pursed his lips and said firmly.

"What does it look like? Describe it quickly?" Wan Ning asked.

"Very handsome, just a little bit worse than me! Although he is very weak, I could feel his muscles when he was examined. He is probably a martial artist." The old man gestured with his right hand to show the size of his muscles. "When he is not injured, he is definitely strong and mighty, not like an ordinary man. Otherwise, you are so lucky."

"What are you talking about? Don't show such a perverted expression." Wan Ning quickly stopped him from talking nonsense, "What's the point of asking you about your appearance if you only remember that you are handsome? What are your characteristics? Do you still remember your name?"

"Being handsome isn't considered a characteristic? Then there's nothing else. His name seems to be Linfeng or Qingfeng or something like that. Yes, it's Qingfeng. I heard you call him that name."

Wan Ning nodded thoughtfully, looking back at the lunch banquet that was about to end, and it was inconvenient for her to stay here any longer. But she still had many questions in her heart, so she took out a piece of gold from her pocket and gave it to the old man, and asked him: "Take this, it is enough to stay in the inn and eat these delicacies for another half a year. Go to the Xingyun Inn and stay there first, and don't go out. I still have some questions to ask you, and some things I need your help with, don't worry, you won't let it go!"

The old man immediately smiled happily, took the gold with both hands and put it close to his body, thanked him repeatedly and agreed to it. He picked up his small flag and left happily in the direction of the Nebula Inn.