It's good to exchange marriages. My sister eats coarse food while I wear gold and silver.

"Lu Bingxin is happy with Zhuxin?" Yong'an Hou looked at the three people with a vigilant look on his face. He suddenly realized why the three people came uninvited. "So you want to propose marriage? The surname Lu wants to become my in-laws, no way!"

Marquis Yong'an was finally able to hold his head high in front of Marquis Wanning, so naturally he had to get close to him and attack him with all his might.

"I have already chosen a husband for Zhuxin. I will not let her marry your son. Who knows, one day, the Wanning Marquis' Mansion..."

"Meng Yanshan, you said yes, but you can't mention Wanning Marquis' Mansion, otherwise I will tear your mouth apart." Wanning Marquis sneered and ignited the war with just one sentence.

"Lu Jiang, I'm not afraid of you. Even if you tear my mouth to pieces, I won't marry my daughter to your son!"

"Meng Yanshan, I think you deserve a beating!" Marquis Wanning rolled up his sleeves and regretted not bringing the whip with him.

Fortunately, the wife of Marquis Wanning stopped Marquis Wanning in time, otherwise a fight would have broken out when he visited the house today.

"Marquis Yong'an, since we are here, we are sincere. As a father, you naturally know more about your eldest daughter's health than outsiders like us. Now Bu Wei has a way to cure her. Not only can she recover her health, but she can also give birth to a child. She and her husband are already in harmony. If they can give birth to a child, the relationship between your two families will definitely be closer."

Seeing that the Marquis of Yong'an frowned and looked like he had heard something, the wife of the Marquis of Wanning continued, "As for your little daughter, I have heard a lot of rumors that you are planning to send your little daughter to be a concubine for your eldest son-in-law and let her give birth to a child. On the surface, this method is indeed possible, but you obviously have two cards, but you insist on playing them together. You are also a man. Can you guarantee that your eldest son-in-law will not change his mind when you are not around? Besides, won't he use this as an excuse to take in a few more concubines next time? By then, your eldest daughter will have nowhere to complain, and you are even less qualified to blame your eldest son-in-law."

These words made Yong'an Marquis sweat profusely, but he couldn't help but defend himself: "Nonsense, the young master is not that kind of person."

This makes people laugh.

"Marquis Yong'an, we are here with sincerity. If you agree to this marriage, it will only bring you and the Yong'an Marquisate twice the benefit. Your eldest daughter can guarantee her position as the legitimate wife after she recovers and gives birth to a child. Although the Wanning Marquisate seems to be a little depressed now, the reputation accumulated by the ancestors is still there. Bing'er is a down-to-earth and capable child. At least your youngest daughter will not suffer after marrying in. She will live a good life and a long life. After you two are gone for a hundred years, she can continue to take care of her sister. Otherwise, why did your wife go to so much trouble to give birth to a young daughter? It's the same to just raise a few maids to serve your eldest daughter."

Marquis Yong'an was silent.

I have to say that what the wife of Marquis Wanning said makes some sense.

After thinking carefully for a while, he asked, "Can your daughter-in-law really cure Zhu Yan's illness?"

"I can naturally cure it when I see it." He couldn't be too sure, lest Marquis Yong'an cause trouble for him later.

"Then I will believe you this time, but I will not agree to this marriage until Zhuyan is pregnant." Lord Yong'an is not a fool, so he will naturally give priority to his eldest daughter.

"Hiss, Meng Yanshan, you are such a fool. Your eldest daughter is not well. Even if she gets pregnant, will she have the strength to give birth? If that happens, there will be two dead bodies. What will you do?"

"Uncle Meng, even for a healthy woman giving birth is like walking through the gates of hell, not to mention your eldest daughter's frail body. But I will do my best to help her recuperate and get her pregnant as soon as possible. Of course, this also requires the cooperation of her husband, otherwise everything will be in vain."

"That's for sure."

Yong'an Hou nodded: "I will send someone to pick up Zhu Yan now."

Meng Zhuyan was very much loved by her husband. Whenever she wanted to go back to her parents' home, she could come back as long as she told them.

And this time when she fell ill, Marquis Yong'an had long wanted to bring her back to live with him.

After all, no matter how good the husband's family is, they are not as caring as the wife's family.

An hour later.

The frail Meng Zhuyan was brought back, and of course her husband Zhang Kun came with her.

As the only son of Duke Rong and the young master of the Duke Rong's mansion, Zhang Kun has a bright future. Many families want to marry him, but Meng Zhuyan has been unable to conceive, so she is naturally anxious and unable to sleep day and night.

The child is not only related to the issue of future generations, but also determines whether Meng Zhuyan can become the old lady of the Rongguo Mansion.

Yuan Buwei took Meng Zhuyan's pulse and asked about her daily diet and what she did.

There is a conclusion.

"Mrs. Zhang's pulse is deep and slow, which is a sign of insufficient Yang Qi. Women are Yin by nature, and when Yin is strong, Yang is weak. In addition, she is afraid of cold, has cold limbs, and is sore in the waist and knees. This is an extreme case of Yang deficiency." Yuan Buwei looked at the Meng family and said, "We should focus on warming Yang and tonifying the kidneys to restore Yang Qi, and then regulate Yin and Yang."

"Zhu Yan is a woman, how can she regulate her kidneys? Aren't kidneys a man's problem?"

Yuan Buwei knew that the Marquis of Yong'an would ask such a question: "According to what Uncle Meng said, why do both men and women have kidneys? The kidney is the root of the true yin and true yang of the human body. Madam Zhang's hair is sparse and there are faint white hairs, which is also due to insufficient kidney qi."

"I don't understand this medical talk. Can you just tell me if it can be cured?"

Yuan Buwei glanced at Meng Zhuyan, who was lying on the bed, curled up in the quilt, and said nothing: "It can be cured, but she needs to cooperate. We can't fish for two days and dry the net for three days. If so, even a god can't save her."

Meng Zhuyan's pulse condition did not indicate that the lamp oil was running out, nor did it require treatment from someone with particularly high medical skills.

As long as she follows the doctor's advice and takes the medicine properly, although she cannot be as strong as an ox, she can reach an average physique. If she wants to have a child, she can get pregnant by adjusting her body a little.

But she never recovered?

What's the problem?

Yuan Buwei took a quick glance and saw Zhang Kun showing concern for her, and then she understood.

"Zhu Yan, did you hear that? You are saved."

"My daughter heard it. Thank you, Doctor Yuan." Meng Zhuyan coughed a few times, "Father, I have been sick these days and my mouth has no taste. I suddenly want to eat the Wensi tofu made by my sister."

"Okay, I'll let Zhuxin do it for you now."

The difficulty of making Wensi tofu lies in cutting a piece of soft tofu into thin strips that can pass through the eye of an embroidery needle.

Judging from the tone of the father and daughter, it seems that they have already gotten used to it.

When Yong'an Hou was leaving, Yuan Buwei stopped him and said, "Although tofu is good, you can't eat too much, Madam Zhang. You should eat light food, preferably white porridge, and don't eat meat or spicy food."

"Doctor Yuan, I know you say this because you care about me, but I vomited everything I ate before and I didn't even have the strength to get up. I finally feel a little energetic today and I want to eat something tasty." Meng Zhuyan's voice was soft and a little aggrieved, as if Yuan Buwei had done something unforgivable to her.