After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

Wen Rongxue waved her hand: "Get up, you're not as generous as you say."

"Ake may have some dealings with Lu Jinguo. I'm not sure. Remember to check it out."

Wen Rongxue was really weak and hadn’t even finished the game of chess with Wen Zhimiao.

After sending Wen Rongxue back to the room, Wen Zhimiao walked out slowly and looked up at the sky.

The sky in Nanshao is a little different from the sky in Yunjing, but the sun is the same.

She didn't leave in a hurry, but went to find Lu Jiaoyue, who had already come out of Wen Ziqiong's courtyard.

The moment she saw Wen Zhimiao, Lu Jiaoyue sighed deeply and looked worried.

"Why, even Dean Lu can't cure it?" Wen Zhimiao asked Lu Jiaoyue lazily while chewing a fruit unique to the South.

“It can be cured, but it’s very troublesome.”

"Tell me in detail." Wen Zhimiao handed a fruit to Lu Jiaoyue.

Lu Jiaoyue didn't bother to be polite with her and followed her to sit down on the steps.

"The miasma of Shun Wang entered her body. Even if she is cured, the root of the disease will remain. There is no way to completely recover, and her body will be very weak in the future. The concubine who never sees the sun has a congenital disease and cannot stand stimulation. In addition, she is also gloomy, so it is difficult to cure. I can only say that if she is willing to cooperate with the treatment, she can extend her life by ten years and walk like a normal person. But with her example, if there are such patients in the future, as long as the treatment is timely, I will have a better chance of success."

Wen Zhimiao nodded: "Then, let's talk about the main point."

"The point is, the most important thing about Prince Shun's illness is not the miasma, but the poison. The chronic poison corrodes the body, not the miasma."

Wen Zhimiao's expression suddenly changed when he heard this: "Can you solve it?"

Lu Jiaoyue sighed: "It's troublesome, and it's not easy to solve."

"In the worst case scenario, how long can you survive?" Wen Zhimiao asked.

Lu Jiaoyue thought about it seriously and said, "Five years, at most five years."

"Enough." Wen Zhimiao wiped his hands. Five years was more than enough.

"If you need anything, tell Chu An. She will find a way." Wen Zhimiao stood up and said, "I'm going shopping now. The lives of the two aunts are in the hands of Dean Lu. Come on."

Watching Wen Zhimiao leave, Lu Jiaoyue took a big bite of the fruit in her hand.

She turned her head and looked at Wen Mengyang who was standing next to her: "See, she is such a heartless and ungrateful person. Are all members of your Wen family like this?"

Wen Mengyang smiled shyly: "Master, I am not."

Lu Jiaoyue sneered: "Alright, His Highness has said to keep up the good work, so let's hurry back to grind the medicine, we still have a lot to do."

She had already anticipated that as long as Wen Zhimiao was here, the people in the Imperial Hospital would not have a single day of free time.

Wen Zhimiao was relaxed. She ran to call her friends and asked them if they wanted to go shopping together.

Of course Bian Ruitong was very happy and raised her hand happily.

Zheng Shu and Qi Linglang also nodded. Naturally, they also wanted to go to Nanshao City to take a look. Nanshao and Yunjing were far apart, and the customs and habits were different. They had been curious for a long time.

Although Wen Zhimiao didn't tell them not to go out, the three were afraid that if they ran around, they would bring trouble to Wen Zhimiao and Shi Wanyue.

Now that Wen Zhimiao has taken the initiative to invite me, there is no reason not to go.

The four of them went out happily, bringing with them a tour guide that Wen Ke had arranged for Wen Zhimiao, who was also her personal maid.

When I walked to the door, I saw the girl who followed me, Xiaoxiao.

Wen Zhimiao glanced at her tattered clothes, scratched his head, and felt that it was a bit troublesome. She had no shortage of personal maids, and it would definitely not be appropriate for her to stay by her side as a maid. As for being a guard, how could she be a guard with such a small body?

If you want to be a guard, you still need some training.

But no matter what job you do, you have to get paid.

"Are there any good tailor shops in the city?" Wen Zhimiao asked Wen Ke's personal maid Nanzhen.

"Yes, what style do you want, Your Highness?"

"It would be better if it was simpler and more convenient to move around." Wen Zhimiao said in a gentle voice.

"The fabric should be stronger and more affordable."

Although Nanzhen didn't understand, she still nodded honestly: "Yes."

Wen Zhimiao nodded slightly: "Okay, Xiaoxiao, let's go together, and Sangsang should come too."

Sangsang was the guard who brought Xiaoxiao back that day.

Xiaoxiao pointed at herself awkwardly: "Your Highness called me?"

Wen Zhimiao looked at her with amusement: "Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

Xiaoxiao quickly shook her head: "Yes, I can understand."

After all, she had not learned much Mandarin, so although she could understand it, she still had an accent when she spoke it.

Wen Zhimiao didn't think there was anything wrong with it, he just thought it was quite cute.

The palace arranged a carriage, and Wen Zhimiao did not refuse. Xiaoxiao and Nanzhen followed outside the carriage, while Wen Zhimiao and others sat inside.

Wen Zhimiao does not have such a strong sense of hierarchy when dealing with people around him, but when facing outsiders, Wen Zhimiao has no interest in helping them break this class concept.

There are many smart people around her, so even if you are casual in front of her, you will not be rude to other people of noble status.

Wen Zhimiao didn't know how ridiculous she was, so she still had to be a little arrogant when necessary.

Nanzhen already had a deep-rooted sense of hierarchy, and Wen Zhimiao had no interest in correcting it.

Besides, this world has a clear concept of hierarchy, and it is not something she can teach everyone one by one.

Unless she had the ability to overthrow the feudal system, but obviously, that was impossible now.

The carriage arrived at the door of the cloth shop. Nanzhen led a few people in. Qi Linglang and others also looked at the clothes in the store curiously.

These clothes are very different from those in Yunjing City.

The boss was also a sharp-eyed man. He knew that the people were not from Nanshao as soon as he saw their clothes and appearance, so he came up to greet them immediately.

Wen Zhimiao pointed at Xiaoxiao and said, "Help her pick out some clothes."

Xiaoxiao pointed at herself in fear: "Me? Me?"

Wen Zhimiao looked at her with amusement: "What else?"

"I don't need a maid around me, so just follow Sangsang and let her teach you martial arts. If you pass the assessment, you can be a guard. If you fail, you can find a job as a security guard." Wen Zhimiao said with a smile.

Xiaoxiao's eyes were red, and she almost knelt down: "Xiaoxiao thanks your highness."

Wen Zhimiao felt awkward seeing her crying: "Okay, stop crying, buy some clothes and go back to training."

"Consider it as an advance on your salary." Wen Zhimiao said in a gentle voice.

Nanzhen looked at Wen Zhimiao and scratched her head in embarrassment. She suddenly felt that although this young prince was not very smart, he was indeed a good person.

"Okay, you choose first, I'm leaving first." Before leaving, Wen Zhimiao gave Sangsang a bag of money: "I'm treating everyone to a meal. You've worked hard on this journey. I helped her pay for her clothes. With the rest of the money, you can choose what to eat."

Sangsang was used to it. The young prince often treated her to meals, so she didn't feel any burden.

He took the purse and bowed to thank him, his face full of joy.

Who wouldn’t be happy when the host treats you?