After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

“If Miss Fang has something important to do, His Highness will likely be available.”

Feng Yi pondered for a moment.

Fang Nanzhi was slightly taken aback. What did this mean? It sounded a bit strange.

It's as if some kind of boundary has blurred in an instant.

She boarded the carriage with questions in her mind.

Once she arrived at the military camp and got busy, she didn't have time to think about anything else.

Le Qi's treatment has been improved again; now, even the food she puts in her mouth is tested for poison.

Anyone entering or leaving his medical tent must be searched and is not allowed to carry any sharp weapons.

As a result, Fang Nanzhi had no choice but to fix the time she went in and stop checking on things all the time.

To cheer her up, Feng Jiangtao's foot wound was healing well, though it had been a little itchy these past few days.

Fang Nanzhi's examination revealed that once he fully recovers, he should be able to run around like a normal person.

Feng Jiangtao was extremely grateful; he had originally resigned himself to being a cripple for the rest of his life.

Knowing that Dr. Fang loved to eat them, the young man specially sent a message to his family to send some dried apricots.

Give it all to Fang Nanzhi.

The apricot flesh was sliced ​​and dried until golden brown, looking quite appetizing. Fang Nanzhi took a bite and immediately grimaced.

My teeth almost ached from the sourness.

It took him quite a while to barely finish one piece.

Feng Jiangtao blushed: "I'm sorry, Dr. Fang, I'll take these dried apricots back and ask my family to add some sugar."

He forgot that his family wasn't well-off, and their dried apricots weren't made with sugar or honey like wealthy families; they were just plain sour.

My family is used to it and doesn't think there's anything wrong with it, but Dr. Fang definitely won't be used to it.

"No need." Fang Nanzhi swallowed hard. "These dried apricots are quite good. My second aunt is pregnant and has been craving sour things lately."

She was telling the truth; lately, my second aunt has started to avoid the smell of oil and has developed a craving for sour foods.

"How about I buy these dried apricots from you?" Fang Nanzhi was too embarrassed to ask for them for free.

But Feng Jiangtao originally wanted to give her a ride. He wanted to help her, so he was unwilling to accept money.

After a long struggle, Fang Nanzhi finally gave in.

But the next day he personally brought over a basket of eggs.

“We’re friends now. In our village, we always bring eggs when visiting someone in the sick,” Fang Nanzhi explained earnestly.

Feng Jiangtao was both amused and exasperated.

My own dried apricots are not worth as much as eggs.

But it's also clear that Dr. Fang really doesn't want to accept too many things for nothing.

He could only accept the eggs, but he asked someone to cook two for him every day, one for himself and one for Fang Nanzhi.

The doctor-patient relationship is exceptionally harmonious.

The free clinic will end in three days.

Xing Yun invited Fang Nanzhi to his residence for a private talk.

It was actually Physician Xing who invited them.

Fang Nanzhi thought for a moment and agreed. She stayed at the Xing residence for an hour and a half, not knowing what to say.

Anyway, when it was time to say goodbye, Physician Xing personally saw her off at the door.

Fang Nanzhi was also in a good mood.

This good mood vanished the very next morning when something happened at the Wuwei Camp.

Last night, someone went to scout the camp, and General Wei went to arrest them personally, but the other side used a feint attack.

Then something happened at Le Qi's medical office.

Lord Yan took Le Qi away last night, and it is said that her fate is currently unknown.

Xing Yun looked troubled, but finally made up her mind: "Dr. Fang, the free clinic is almost over. You've been working very hard lately, so why don't you go back and rest for a couple of days?"

This means she should avoid it.

Fang Nanzhi, however, felt that this matter was unavoidable.

"Brother Xing, even if I go home, the Imperial Guards can find me with just a word."

Xing Yun thought about it and agreed.

Seeing the worry on his face, Fang Nanzhi comforted him instead: "Brother Xing, don't worry, this matter has little to do with me. It's General Wei who's going to be unlucky."

She truly believed that.

It's not like her treatment was flawed, or that there was a problem with the ointment.

The assassin incident had nothing to do with her, a doctor.

Unexpectedly, Xing Yun coughed heavily: "Dr. Fang, enough of this idle talk, let's get down to business first."

what?

Fang Nanzhi was stunned for a moment, then met his frantically blinking eyes and turned away stiffly.

Then she saw that General Wei was standing not far behind her at some point.

Oh no, they overheard me talking about someone behind my back.

Fang Nanzhi felt awkward for only a moment before acting as if nothing had happened and took the initiative to greet him: "General Wei, what brings you here? Are you injured?"

General Wei gave a forced smile: "Thank you for your trouble, Doctor Fang. I'm not unlucky enough to be injured."

He emphasized the word "unlucky".

Fang Nanzhi lowered her head timidly.

Fortunately, General Wei didn't really intend to hold it against her; he had important business to attend to.

"Young Doctor Fang, are you free right now? Would you be willing to come with me?"

So Fang Nanzhi got into the carriage and left with General Wei.

The carriage first returned to the capital, and then stopped after another quarter of an hour.

Fang Nanzhi jumped off the carriage, looked up, and saw that this was the Yuefu (Music Bureau).

She was quite familiar with this street; two more houses ahead was the Meng Mansion.

Therefore, she was not very nervous.

Following General Wei inside, we were led to the second courtyard.

As soon as I got closer, I could hear that the courtyard was very lively.

"Lord Yan, weren't there people guarding the area? How could someone have managed to slip through?"

The person who spoke had an arrogant tone, which sounded quite accusatory.

"Your Highness, the actions of the Imperial Guards are not your concern." Yan Shaobin bowed respectfully, but his words were cold and harsh, showing no respect whatsoever.

The Third Prince's face darkened, and he clenched his fist secretly.

I knew long ago that the newly appointed Lord Yan would be even more troublesome than Lord Cen, but I didn't expect him to not even give him face.

"How is Madam Le?" A clear but magnetic voice rang out.

Fang Nanzhi realized that the Crown Prince was also there.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. My mother is still unconscious, but the imperial physician said that her pulse is gradually stabilizing." The one who spoke was naturally the fifth master of the Le family—Le Zhenye.

Last night, a letter arrived from the Wuwei Battalion reporting that Yue Qi had been assassinated.

Lord Yan brought Qi'er back; she looked like a blood-soaked gourd. Old Madam Le fainted from the shock.

The news reached the palace, and the emperor sent two imperial physicians.

When it got light, they sent the Crown Prince to check on the situation.

As for the Third Prince, he came uninvited.

Under the guise of visiting someone in the hospital, Le Zhenye couldn't refuse.

As soon as General Wei and his men entered, everyone in the courtyard looked over.

The Third Prince curled his lips slightly and said with a hint of sarcasm, "General Wei actually has the guts to come here. Aren't you afraid of being kicked out?"

General Wei bowed his head in salute, ignoring his sarcasm.

Fang Nanzhi followed behind him, trying to make herself as inconspicuous as possible; she was starting to regret coming along.

I should have asked beforehand.

I said I wouldn't participate, but I always end up getting dragged into it for no reason.

"Zhizhi, come here." The prince frowned slightly and beckoned to the little girl.

Fang Nanzhi looked up, met his gaze, then picked up her medicine box and obediently stood behind him.

Now, she attracted even more attention.

But for some reason, I felt much safer.

"General Wei, have the scouts been captured?" the Crown Prince asked in a cold voice.

General Wei clasped his hands in a fist and said, “Your Highness, all those who scouted the camp last night have been captured, but… they all committed suicide.”

This is equivalent to all the clues being cut off.

“If General Wei is willing but unable, then he need not concern himself with the Martial Guard Camp.” The Crown Prince lowered his eyes.

Those are some serious words.

General Wei looked embarrassed but could not offer any excuses.

Since the man had caused trouble at the military camp time and time again, any further explanation from him would be superfluous.

The atmosphere in the courtyard remained tense for a while.

It was Yue Zhenye who stepped forward to plead for mercy: "Your Highness, please calm down. Qi'er's actions this time may be due to a personal grudge of my Yue family. We have already deeply apologized for causing General Wei so much trouble."

"Le Qi was framed in the Wuwei Camp, which was indeed due to my dereliction of duty."

General Wei, however, could not follow the advice and knelt down on one knee.

"Please, Your Highness, give this humble general a chance to atone for my sins."

The crown prince didn't even glance at him, and stood up: "Save those words for your father."

General Wei's face turned slightly pale.

The prince ignored him and strode towards the main house.

Fang Nanzhi hesitated for a moment, but still followed.

Inside the room, the stench of blood was overwhelming. Separated by a screen, Imperial Physician Wang was treating Le Qi.

The crown prince did not approach, but simply asked, "How is it?"

"Your Highness, Young Master Yue has lost too much blood. The bleeding has stopped, but he is still not out of danger."

"In addition, when Young Master Yue was hiding from the assassination, he fell off the bed and injured his leg bone a second time. Even if it can be set later, it is probably impossible for him to fully recover."

While busy, Physician Wang answered the questions.

However, for the young man who was determined to go to the battlefield and restore his family's glory, this situation was almost like a death sentence.

Fang Nanzhi's heart sank slightly, and she couldn't help but lean in to look inside, wanting to take the pulse herself.

She and Le Qi got along quite well during this period.

The prince calmly pulled the girl back.

"You must do everything you can to treat him. Whatever medicine he needs, you can get it from the palace," he instructed.

"Yes," Physician Wang replied.

The crown prince sighed softly, his emotions unreadable.

He then pulled Fang Nanzhi away.

Fang Nanzhi, who still wanted to go and see, was a little confused, but she didn't object.

Once outside, everyone's eyes were instinctively drawn to the two men's overlapping sleeves.

The prince relaxed his grip as if nothing had happened, his expression unchanged.

"I will return to the palace first."

"Since Third Brother is here, why don't you take my place and stay here to guard the place?"

The Third Prince, who was merely there to watch the spectacle and test the waters, thought: ...This doesn't seem like someone on night watch.

But he couldn't refuse, so he had to agree.

Le Zhenye sat in a wheelchair, pushed by a servant, and personally escorted the Crown Prince out of the mansion.

"Be careful, especially around the old lady. Arrange for more people to protect her."

Before boarding the carriage, the crown prince gave him some instructions.

Le Zhenye nodded calmly.

Fang Nanzhi, completely bewildered, ended up in the same carriage as the Crown Prince.

She was a little confused, wondering why she had come all this way.

Once the carriage had gone some distance, she couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, why won't you let me show it to Yue Qi?"

"What did you call me?" The crown prince frowned, looking at her with confusion.

Fang Nanzhi coughed once to cover it up.

To be honest, she felt that Qingyan was a little different from the one she met today.

He wasn't a close friend she knew well, but rather possessed the imposing presence and shrewdness of a crown prince, so she unconsciously became a little more respectful.

"Qing Yan."

Seeing the somewhat hurt expression on the Crown Prince's face, she had no choice but to change her words.

"Yes, you shouldn't have come here." The prince's expression softened a bit.

"What happened after that is none of your business, Zhizhi. Doctor Wang's medical skills are not bad."

Fang Nanzhi did not explain why he said that.

After thinking about it, I decided not to ask any further questions.

Forget it, knowing too much won't do any good.

"Okay, I'm just worried that once Le Qi wakes up and finds out her leg won't heal, she'll find it hard to accept."

Fang Nanzhi sighed, feeling somewhat sorry for him.

"Is Zhizhi very worried about him?" the Crown Prince asked, seemingly casually.

"Well, it's alright, they're just people I know."

Hearing this, the crown prince felt inexplicably much better.

Having not seen the young lady for over twenty days, how could the Crown Prince not miss her? However, he had been too busy lately.

"Zhizhi, I heard you want to reform the military doctors? If you're going to do it, then do it better."

Fang Nanzhi raised an eyebrow.

She didn't intend to make any changes; she was just offering suggestions. The one who actually did the work was undoubtedly the more legitimate Imperial Physician Xing.

But that wasn't the key point. She swallowed hard, leaned closer, and whispered, "Is it going to be war at the border again?"

The best place for military doctors to play their role is naturally on the battlefield.

As the two drew closer, the Crown Prince could see the fine downy hairs on the girl's face, and his heart began to race uncontrollably.

He tried to adapt to and experience this feeling, using a nonchalant tone as much as possible.

"It's still uncertain."

It's not hard to say; even the crown prince of a country has hinted at it, so it's pretty much a done deal.

But I haven't heard of any unrest at the border.

I wonder which side is at war?

Fang Nanzhi sat up straight, nodded calmly, and indicated that she understood.

Then he remembered something else: "Qingyan, I'm relatively safe lately. You should recall Feng Yi and the others."

"But are they not useful?" the prince asked.

Fang Nanzhi quickly shook her head.

"No, it's just that we have enough people in the manor. It would be a waste of talent for Brother Feng to come with me."

"And it's not very convenient either."

She tried to be tactful, saying, "It's easy for people to misunderstand. You, the Crown Prince, are always sending people to protect my family. It's a bit inappropriate."

It was only because such a major incident occurred at the Music Bureau that the Imperial Guards came to investigate and provide protection.

In terms of importance, her family is far less important than the Yuefu (a type of folk song).

The crown prince understood what she meant.

"Later, I will take the indentures of Feng Yi and the others. From now on, they will be your people, just like Anmei, and will have nothing to do with the Crown Prince."

Fang Nanzhi was startled and waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no, no, you can't do that."

"It's not easy for you to support someone you can rely on, how can you just give them away like that?"

That's not what she meant.

“It’s not casual,” the Crown Prince said seriously.

"I didn't think this through before."

"As the crown prince, I may seem to have a glamorous life, but in reality, I have many enemies, both openly and secretly. You are the only friend I truly acknowledge."

"I was worried they might target you, so I had Feng Yi protect you secretly. I had no intention of planting people in the Fang residence."

"And we forgot to consider what outsiders would think."

"Zhizhi, please don't blame me, okay?"

Fang Nanzhi couldn't blame him; seeing his apologetic expression, her own conscience ached.

Alas, the Crown Prince is different from her; he has fewer friends, so he inevitably cherishes them more. It wasn't that he intentionally lacked tact.

They kindly sent people to protect her, and she's still afraid of being implicated...

She's so petty-minded.

Fang Nanzhi was filled with shame: "How could this be? I..."

"Zhizhi, I'll give you my indenture and have them protect you, how about that?" The Crown Prince spoke in a conciliatory tone, but in reality, he didn't back down an inch.

But Fang Nanzhi was unaware, as she was immersed in self-blame.

"No, no, no, but I can't accept a contract of indenture."

"Alright, if you really want to arrange someone, two or three will be enough, and it won't attract attention."