With one hand she heals, and the other hand she kills, the princess vows to rule the world!

Shu He didn't understand her concerns. "It's not like I won't learn this medical skill if I teach it to others. What do I have to lose?"

"No..." Zhang Zhirou felt anxious seeing her nonchalant look, but she didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Zhang Zhili understood what she meant and explained, "Madam He, my sister is saying that if you teach this technique to Doctor Xu, then everyone with this disease will go to Doctor Xu for treatment. Then no one will know you, right? You won't be able to become famous through this!"

Zhang Zhirou nodded and added, "Yes, yes, Ah Li is right. Besides, this is a good opportunity to make a name for yourself. With our Zhang family vouching for you, maybe Sister He can open a clinic in Yuancheng!"

Shu He shook her head. She had no intention of opening a clinic here! She had more important things to do! As for those false reputations, she didn't care. Her ambition wasn't medicine, but revenge!

At this time, Xiaoduo brought a few people and carried a lot of gift boxes into the yard.

"Oh, Sister He, these are what my brother and grandmother prepared for you. They're a thank you gift. I hope you can take care of Ali's health in the future!"

Zhang Zhirou explained the boxes of gifts in the room, and the smugness and pride on her face could not be hidden at all! If you didn't know, you would think that these gifts were for her!

"Originally, when Grandmother learned that Sister He could save Ali, she wanted to come visit you in person! But she's not feeling well and isn't suitable for traveling in the snow. Sister He, you..."

As Zhang Zhirou was talking, she noticed that Shu He looked a little strange, and couldn't help asking, "Sister He, what's wrong with you?"

At this moment, Shu He's attention was not on Zhang Zhirou at all, but on a man in a tattered cotton coat.

That was the leader of the refugees, the person Shu He had been curious about before.

But at this moment, she felt very complicated. She never thought that this person was actually him!

How did he end up like this?

Or did she make a mistake?

Zhang Zhirou saw Shu He was distracted and originally thought that she was shocked by the thank-you gifts in the yard, but later she found that her eyes did not even linger on those gift boxes.

"Sister He, what are you looking at?"

Shu He didn't say anything. He poured a cup of hot tea from the table and walked towards the yard.

Xiao Duo, who was busy in the yard, turned around and saw He Niangzi walking towards him with tea. He thought she was sympathetic to him and brought him hot tea. He wiped his hands and said thank you with a smile, "He Niangzi, thank you..."

Just as he stretched out his hands to take it, he saw her pass by him without blinking and walk towards the refugees who were helping to move things.

Xiaoduo stared at Shu He's leaving figure and scratched his head in embarrassment and confusion.

"Sir, it's cold, have some hot tea."

As the man put down the box, a slender figure appeared in front of him. He stood up and looked at the person who came.

It was a woman, wearing a coarse cotton coat, without any makeup, her plain face revealing a touch of elegance but not glamor. She was also looking at him, her gaze straight, frank, and not evasive at all.

He lowered his head and avoided her gaze somewhat embarrassedly.

She was holding a cup of steaming tea in her hand, which made his cold body reveal a hint of desire.

"Thank you, ma'am!" He wiped his hands and took the hot tea from her hand respectfully and humbly.

He drank the boiling hot tea in one gulp without feeling the heat at all.

After drinking it, a surge of heat made his whole body feel more alive.

He returned the tea bowl to the woman, but he seemed to see a hint of disappointment on her face.

Disappointed?

How could she have such feelings towards me? Was I mistaken?

Shu He took his tea bowl, with a slight smile on his face, hiding a hint of bitterness.

She was not mistaken; the light crescent scar on the man's forehead was still there. It was caused by falling from a tree when he was a child.

It's a pity that he didn't even recognize me at such a close distance...

"You're welcome." Shu He lowered his eyes, with a barely perceptible hint of disappointment in his voice.

The man looked up at the main hall. Everyone's eyes were focused on him. Suddenly, he felt a little overwhelmed and couldn't help but wonder, "Did someone recognize his identity?"

Nanqi looked at the man with a stained face, and a hint of confusion appeared between his brows. Why did he look so familiar?

"Alright, alright, now that the things have been delivered, let's all go back. There's hot tea next door!" Xiaoduo felt a little sour and urged the refugees to go back to Zhang's house. The kitchen over there had already lit a fire, so why did they come here to drink tea for free?

Uncle Zhang and his two wives had also cooked the porridge by this time, and they went with those people to Zhang's house to distribute it.

Baili Moqing stared at Shu He, who looked melancholy, with a hint of doubt hidden in his deep eyes.

After Shu He finished acupuncture for Zhang Zhili, he came out and saw Xiao Yier wearing a brand new dress and a beautiful velvet flower on her head, playing happily with Zhang Zhirou in the yard.

"Wow!" Shu He's eyes lit up. "Who is this? How can she be so beautiful?"

"Mom! It's Yi'er!!" Little Yi'er saw Shu He coming and ran towards her excitedly, pointing out her new clothes and the new hair accessories on her head. "Mom, does Yi'er look good?"

"Well, it looks good! Our Yi'er is so pretty! Where did this dress come from?" Shu He had never seen this dress before.

"It's a gift from Sister Rou!" Xiao Yier smiled and ran back to Zhang Zhirou, hugged her neck affectionately, looking very happy.

Shu He smiled. She had guessed it, too.

"Those two red plush headdresses were chosen by me!" Zhang Zhili put on his clothes and came over, opening his arms towards Xiao Yier and asking for a hug.

Yi'er hesitated, then shook her head and refused. "Mom said, girls can't let boys hug!"

The smile on Zhang Zhiyi's face froze in an instant, and he asked unconvincedly, "Just now I saw you running into that Master Yan's arms? How come he can hug you, but I can't?"

"Yan" is the fake surname Baili Moqing gave to Zhang Zhiyi and others.

"Uncle Mo and Brother Nan can, but others can't!" Xiao Yier answered seriously.

"Why is that?" Zhang Zhili was puzzled. What was wrong with him? Why could they do it, but he couldn't?

"Well, because, because..." Xiao Yi'er thought for a long time, and finally said, "Because they are good to Yi'er, Yi'er likes them!"

Zhang Zhiyi was even more unconvinced. "Isn't Brother A Li good to Yi Er? Your hairpins, clothes, and desserts were all bought by Brother A Li! Am I not good?"

Seeing Zhang Zhili's sad face, Xiao Yier also looked a little anxious and helpless. She hugged Shu He's legs, feeling a little scared.

Shu He squatted down and comforted her with a smile, "Do you like the hairpin that Brother Ali bought for you, Yi'er?"

Xiao Yier nodded.

"Do you like the dress, Yi'er?"

Xiao Yier nodded.

"Yes, everything Xiao Yi'er likes is given by Brother Ali. Doesn't Yi'er like Brother Ali?"

Xiao Yier thought about it, her innocent expression like a doll in a New Year painting. "I like it."

"Since you like Brother Ali, can Yier let Brother Ali hug you?" Shu He asked again.

Xiao Yier nodded heavily, as if she had figured it out, and ran towards Zhang Zhili and gave him a big hug.

Zhang Zhili couldn't stop smiling, his face full of pride.

Zhang Zhirou also laughed and scolded Zhang Zhili for being useless.

At this moment, a carriage arrived outside the door. When Zhang Bo saw it, he immediately went to the backyard.

After a while, Nangong Xiyun's crying voice was heard in the backyard.

"Brother Mo Qing, please don't send me away. I won't say anything more. Please, please let me stay!!"

Shu He asked Zhang Zhirou and her brother to take Xiao Yier to the garden to play for a while, while she herself went to the backyard corridor to watch the fun.

Nanqi looked indifferent as he pulled Nangong Xiyun's arm, no longer showing any respect for her.

"Miss Nangong, you'd better stop begging the master and think carefully about how to explain to General Nangong when you go back!"

"The master kept you behind in the beginning just to reassure General Nangong, but now, in order to stay, you have secretly contacted Kyoto and lured everyone there here, almost putting the master's life in danger. This time, no one can keep you here!"

Nangong Xiyun's face turned pale, and her face was instantly filled with guilt and uneasiness. How did Nanqi know about this?

"I, I don't understand what you are talking about!"

Nangong Xiyun avoided Nanqi's gaze and denied what he said.

"The letter you sent to Major General Nangong was intercepted by the Ninth Prince's men." Nanqi stared at her viciously, wishing he could kill her immediately!

"Last night, the Ninth Prince sent a top assassin. The master almost died because of your stupidity!!"