Shengjing Noble

Everyone has his or her own set of principles in doing things. Although Su Lanyin is Xue Qi's only disciple, she cannot make any decisions for him.

So she quickly changed the subject: "The Sheng Dynasty is vast and populous, and Dr. Xue is not the only one with extraordinary medical skills. Your Highness will always encounter someone with even better medical skills."

Fu Mingchuan smiled lightly: "I'd like to ask the young lady for good words, but you haven't told me who you are yet?"

"I am Su Lanyin, a commoner, paying my respects to His Majesty the Seventh Prince." She bowed.

"Oh it's you."

From the way he spoke, it seemed as if he knew her.

Su Lanyin was a little confused: "Your Highness knows about me?"

"Last time at the Shengmei Banquet, when you knelt down in front of everyone to plead for your sister, I saw you from afar."

"Some accidents happened that day, and I'm sorry to have embarrassed Your Highness."

"Why are you here today?"

Fu Mingchuan stared at her with a half-smile, his seemingly clear eyes filled with endless temptation.

Su Lanyin nodded, and after a brief thought, she said, "I'll visit Dr. Xue on behalf of my mother."

It was no secret that she took Xue Qi as her master. If one were to inquire, one would know.

But she didn't want to say it clearly, so she used Lu Wanjun as an excuse.

Fu Mingchuan seemed to have noticed her intention, but he did not expose her. Instead, he said gently, "I want to thank Miss Su."

"Thank me?" Su Lanyin was confused.

"This." He took out the sachet. "When I was young, I injured my lungs, so I have a lifelong cough. Every time I cough, I have to endure severe pain in my body. I just smelled this, and my lungs feel cool and refreshed, and the discomfort is much relieved."

"I see. Since Your Highness finds it useful, I will give it to you."

Fu Mingchuan was stunned, looking at the sachet with some hesitation, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

Su Lanyin frowned slightly, thinking that he seemed reluctant.

But after thinking about it, I suddenly realized.

The sachet is a woman's personal property, how can it be passed privately?

If someone saw this, I'm afraid some unfavorable rumors would spread.

"Your Highness, that's not what I meant. This sachet was embroidered by my maid, and I don't know how to do needlework." She explained hurriedly.

Fu Mingchuan smiled and put away the sachet: "In that case, I will accept it."

Su Lanyin thought about it and still felt something was wrong. After all, her small name "Yin" was embroidered on the sachet.

So she said, "Your Highness, take this for emergency. When I go back, I will prepare some spices and ask my maid to embroider a new sachet to exchange with you."

"Excuse me Miss Su."

"No trouble, Your Highness is precious and it is a blessing for me to be able to take your fancy to this thing."

Su Lanyin inherited Lu Wanjun's wisdom of being able to see the times and act accordingly. There was a big tree right in front of her. If she could take the opportunity to hug it, why would she foolishly refuse to do so?

No matter how bad Fu Mingchuan's health is, he is still the emperor's biological son. If he can make him owe him a favor, how can he stand by and watch when he encounters trouble in the future?

Isn’t this world a huge world of human relationships?

"Okay." Fu Mingchuan did not refuse and gladly accepted the sachet.

Su Lanyin was a little embarrassed: "After I finish it, how should I hand it over to His Highness?"

Fu Mingchuan thought for a moment, took out an oval jade pendant from his waist and handed it to her: "With this, you can enter and leave the palace freely."

"So precious..."

"It's not a valuable thing, Miss Su, just take it."

After hearing what he said, she felt relieved and put the jade pendant into her sleeve.

"Your Highness, it's getting late. I'll take my leave first."

"Walk slowly."

Su Lanyin bowed to him respectfully, then turned around and left quickly.

Watching her disappearing in the bamboo forest, the smile in Fu Mingchuan's eyes lingered for a long time.

Wentian looked at his master suspiciously and asked curiously, "Master, what are you laughing at?"

"Hmm?" Fu Mingchuan was slightly startled, then immediately pulled down the corners of his mouth and said seriously, "When did this prince laugh? Wentian, you just went too far. If you cause Miss Su to fall and get hurt, how will you be responsible!"

Wentian scratched his head, looking ashamed: "I didn't know she was a girl. At worst, I can apologize to Miss Su next time."

"You... forget it, go back home."

"Then Doctor Xue..."

"Since he is determined not to see me, why should I force him?"

Fu Mingchuan's eyes were dim and he looked disheartened. He turned and walked towards the carriage not far away.

The master and servant got in the car and left. The wheels rolled away at the end of the bumpy and narrow dirt road, leaving only two lines of wheel traces.

……

As soon as Su Lanyin arrived at the door of the Su family, she saw Su Lanxin saying goodbye to Fu Mingheng.

Logically speaking, they should have arrived first, so why did they arrive at the Su family only now?

I think they turned to another place halfway, and I don’t know how far they have progressed.

In this era, men and women were strictly separated and could not meet privately, let alone sit in the same carriage.

But Su Lanxin obviously ignored worldly constraints and dated Fu Mingheng openly and even with some pride.

Even though they had only known each other for less than two hours, the smile on her face was so bright, as if they had already fallen in love.

Su Lanyin did not go forward to disturb them but walked behind a big tree and waited to listen to what they were saying.

Fu Mingheng smiled and said, "I didn't expect Miss Su to be so talented in writing. Her words in the teahouse just now, 'I can spend all my money and get it back again', were really moving. I admire you!"

Su Lanxin was not modest either. She raised her chin proudly and smiled complacently: "If you like it, I can write more and better poems."

"In that case, there will be a poetry gathering at Honghu Tower in a few days. Are you willing to attend?"

"Of course I do, but..."

Su Lanxin hesitated to speak, feeling a little embarrassed. Fu Mingheng immediately became nervous, fearing that he would be rejected.

"But what?"

"But isn't it inappropriate for a woman like me to attend your poetry reading?"

Su Lanyin wanted to laugh when she heard this, thinking: You still know that you are a woman? Weren't you very proud when you were jumping up and down in the brothel just now?

Why should I pretend to be reserved in front of a man at this moment?

She couldn't help but roll her eyes, leaned against the tree and shook her head with a look of disdain on her face.

But Fu Mingheng is stupid and falls for it.

His eyes were full of admiration: "Miss Su has a noble character, so it is reasonable for her to worry, but you can disguise yourself as a man. With me here, nothing will happen."

Hearing him say that, Su Lanxin's face flashed with a hint of malice, and he said, "I'm bound to be nervous if I go alone, why don't I let my sister go with me? She is also well-read, and maybe she is better at writing than me."

"Is your sister the one who was dressed as a man in front of the Guose Tianxiang Tower just now?"

"Exactly. She is my half-sister."

"Okay, then I will come to pick you up in person in three days."

"It's a word."

The two exchanged some hesitant words before reluctantly saying goodbye.

Watching Fu Mingheng leave, Su Lanxin's eyes were full of pride.

Hong Xiu beside her couldn't help asking, "Young lady, the poetry gathering is full of famous talents in Shengjing. It's such a good opportunity, why did you bring Sixth Young Lady with you?"