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

Now, she is no longer as cautious about the Prince's Mansion as she was when she first came here.

Well, the prince’s mother still doesn’t like her coming for acupuncture, but there’s no point in disliking it.

Fang Nanzhi gave the prince acupuncture with skillful technique.

Beside him, Mr. Zhou nodded with satisfaction: "You have made great progress recently."

"It just so happens that the dressing is being changed today. Please diagnose it."

Fang Nanzhi nodded and immediately took the man's pulse.

"My pulse isn't as weak anymore. My health has improved a lot these days. I can switch to a medicine with a slightly better effect!"

"Well, you prescribe the medicine."

Fang Nanzhi felt pain in her hands when she heard these two words, and her hands were still sore.

However, you must listen to the master.

The prince's condition was complicated, so she had to consider it while writing.

After half an incense stick of time, she finally wrote out a full prescription. She nervously showed it to her master, with a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

Old Zhou looked at it and nodded slightly. It was basically correct, but it still lacked some medicinal effect.

With such great progress, it seems that I still need to let her take pulses and prescribe medicine more often. Well... As for acupuncture, I still have to watch over it and do it when I am around. This way, if the apprentice paralyzes the patient, he will have time to clean up the mess.

"The Qilin blood here should be reduced a bit. When he replenishes it in the next stage, we can increase it slightly."

"Also, we should add orchid flower. Taking it together with blazing grass will have a very good medicinal effect..."

On the other side, Qin Yan was stopped by someone just after getting out of school at noon.

Fang Yin immediately stood in front of them.

The man looked fierce and violent, but he smiled at them and asked, "Qin Yan?"

That stinky guy Fang Tong always boasted to them that his son was good at studying and good-looking. Now that they met him, he turned out to be quite good.

Qin Yan guessed: "Yes, you are my father's friend?"

"Well, just call me Uncle Biao, let's talk about it in another place."

The two of them deliberately found a deserted place nearby and made sure that no one was eavesdropping before the man told them about his recent gains.

"In addition to attending school, Wang Yang would go to Zuihualou with his classmates every night to recite poetry and write couplets. He seemed studious, but he couldn't stay there for long and would slip away through the back door to meet his mistress."

Qin Yan frowned. If a man had a mistress before getting married, it would at most give him some face. When he stayed in the academy, he would occasionally hear other students talking about matters between men and women. When such things happened, some people would even praise him for being a romantic. It was not a weakness at all.

"I was curious, so I climbed over the wall to take a look. That's when I found out... the mistress was actually a man."

I don’t know what he was thinking about, the expression on the man’s face was hard to describe.

Qin Yan raised his eyes instantly: "Where do you live?"

"It's the third house in Wenhua Lane. There's a couplet posted at the door. I don't know what it says, but there are peach blossoms in the corner. The peach tree is in full bloom and you can see it from outside."

Qin Yan bowed to him with a serious expression: "I understand, thank you."

But the man didn't leave, instead he stretched out his hand towards Qin Yan.

Qin Yan was stunned.

He said, "Didn't your father tell you? He gave me ten taels for this job, one tael as a deposit, and you were to give me the remaining nine taels after the job was done."

The young man's brows twitched when he heard this.

His dad is really stingy... He's also trying to squeeze out this little bit of money from his child?!

The next moment, he curled the corners of his mouth, as if he had thought of something interesting.

Then he readily took out nine taels from his pocket and gave it to him.

The money and goods are both settled.

He said, "Uncle Biao, please do me a favor. After the matter is completed, you can ask my father for three taels of silver."

Uncle Biao was amused. What were these father and son doing? He said, "You are even more stingy than your father?"

"Will you take it?"

"catch!"

In the afternoon, Qin Yan looked at the group of students who often gathered together to chat, there were about ten of them.

"Hey, what are we having for dinner?"

"You're already thinking about dinner after lunch?"

"So what? Having a full stomach is the most important thing in life."

"That's right." Qin Yan suddenly interrupted: "My fellow students, I know a delicious restaurant, but I'm worried that there's no one to share the delicious food with me."

"Ever since I entered the academy, I've remembered the care you've shown me. However, I'm not very talkative, so I wonder if you would be so kind as to let me treat everyone to dinner as a token of my gratitude."

Everyone was stunned.

what?

Who is Qin Yan talking to? Isn't he talking to them?

Seeing Qin Yan still looking at them, they were all surprised. Is it true?

He has always been cold and seldom speaks, but today he suddenly said this... Could it be that Qin Yan actually wanted to play with them, but was embarrassed and felt inferior because of his leg disease?

Qin Yan is an outstanding person, and many people want to make friends with him. Now they have developed a desire to help the weak and save their classmates, so they all give him face.

"Yes, of course!"

"Classmate Qin, it's really awkward to say that!"

"Let's go tonight after school!"

Qin Yan smiled gratefully and bowed, "Thank you all for your kindness. I have prepared a carriage. You can just follow me when you come."

When everyone heard this, they were surprised. It seemed like they had wanted to invite them for a long time and even prepared the carriage in advance. How sincere!

"it is good!"

"Don't worry, we'll go tonight!"

Qin Yan chatted for a few more words, and then the teacher came, so he had to turn his head away.

The moment he turned his head, the boy raised the corners of his lips and lowered his eyes to hide the malice in them.

Doesn’t Wang Yang want to ruin his sister’s path?

Then let’s see if he can bear it when the bitter fruit falls on him!

When he looked up at the Master again, he had regained his gentle and youthful appearance.

The afternoon passed quickly and it was already getting dark.

The students got on the carriage arranged by Qin Yan with great noise and anticipation. Someone, unable to resist the hunger, asked Qin Yan, "Brother Qin, which restaurant is this? What kind of dishes are they talking about?"

Qin Yan just smiled: "It's a secret. When the time comes, you will know it naturally."

What's the difference between good and bad food?

After you watch the show, you won’t have time to eat.

Three carriages carrying students slowly drove towards Wenhua Lane.

Soon we arrived at Wenhua Lane.

One student scratched his head in confusion: "I remember there weren't many restaurants nearby. Besides, who would open a restaurant here?"

Wenhua Lane, as the name suggests, is a place where every household grows different flowers. The flowers are fragrant and expensive, and are usually bought by ladies for occasional chatting or drinking tea around the fire.

"Maybe it's a new restaurant that opened recently?" Another student lifted the car curtain and excitedly looked out: "Let me see if there are any restaurants nearby."

The window was small, only enough for one person to stick their head out. The starving student behind him hurriedly asked, "Did you see it?"

"I didn't see it, but I did smell the charcoal burning while cooking."

"I smell it too."

"As the saying goes, it's the life of ordinary people. Everyone, since we're waiting anyway, how about we improvise a poem?"

"Okay!"

Qin Yan looked at them, his eyes curved and full of smiles.

"A friend invited me to Wenhua Lane, where I suddenly smelled the incense of charcoal..."

The student who was looking out suddenly shouted, "Stop smelling it! There's a fire ahead!"