The funny counterattack of traveling through time and space and becoming a vicious female supporting

Chapter 150 The First Big Melon in Nanyang Prefecture

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the curtains, its warm rays dancing across the floor and filling the air with a fresh scent. After a hearty breakfast, Lu Ling'er and Gu Yichen, along with Ji Yun and Gu Yazhu, set off down the mountain with Mo Dong, returning to Taoyuan Villa. She selected some freshly harvested herbs at the villa and then, following Manager Yao, began a day of transporting them to Jishitang and Taoyuan Zhixuan in Nanyang Prefecture.

Gu Yichen personally covered Lu Ling'er's carriage with soft cushions and sat in it, acting as her human cushion. He reminded Mo Yan and Mo Xian, who were driving, "Be sure to drive slowly and carefully. Don't let Ling'er get hurt." They stared at each other in silence, feeling that Gu Yichen's concern for Lu Ling'er was truly fussy. However, compared to his cold attitude before he lost his memory, this change made them feel relieved.

Mo Yan and Mo Xian looked at each other, feeling helpless yet relieved, thinking that this was the first time they had seen such a delicate side of Gu Yichen. Compared to the cold prince before he lost his memory, the current Gu Yichen was more sunny and full of the atmosphere of human fireworks.

Mo Dong followed on horseback, a wave of emotion welling up in his heart. His master's two strange poisons had been cured, and his life was no longer threatened. Although he still suffered from amnesia, he believed he would soon regain his memory. However, he still harbored a faint worry: Gu Yichen must not bring Lu Ling'er back to the palace. The Emperor would never allow Lu Ling'er to become the Crown Princess. After all, she was merely the daughter of a hunter, and lacking a strong maternal family background, it was simply impossible.

Gu Yichen's only concern at this moment was Lu Ling'er and the baby in her belly, which made Mo Dong feel uneasy. He knew that if Gu Yichen really lost Lu Ling'er, he would definitely go crazy. Because during this period of amnesia, Gu Yichen's complete dependence and trust in Lu Ling'er had made him unable to bear the possibility of losing her.

Soon, the group arrived at the Jishitang Clinic in Nanyang Prefecture. The goods brought by Manager Yao were delivered to the backyard of the nearby "Taoyuan Zhixuan" grain store. Lu Ling'er, Gu Yichen, and Mo Dong walked into the backyard of the clinic together. Mo Nan, Xuan Ping, and Xuan An were already waiting there. Gu Yichen carefully carried Lu Ling'er off the carriage, silently muttering to himself, "She is my only support. I must not let her come to harm." Lu Ling'er, helplessly holding her forehead, smiled and said, "Husband, I am not that fragile. Don't worry."

"Xuan Ping, Xuan An, have you studied medicine and martial arts seriously with Doctor Mo Dong?" She saw the two young apprentices, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. Seeing their young master's slightly bulging belly, the two apprentices beamed with joy and answered in unison, "Yes, Master! Don't worry, we'll take good care of our little apprentice brother and sister after they're born!"

When Gu Yichen saw this scene, a warm feeling surged in his heart. He turned around and reminded his little disciples: "Be careful and don't let Ling'er get too tired." After that, he took Mo Yan and Mo Xian to the accounting office of the clinic to reconcile the accounts.

Meanwhile, Lu Ling'er accompanied Mo Dong to see several hospitalized patients. She reflected that even with a new life on the horizon, she couldn't neglect her work at the clinic. Mo Nan, Xuan Ping, and Xuan An returned to the front desk, greeting patients and dispensing medication, while Mo Xi and Mo Bei managed the nearby Peach Blossom Selection.

After Lu Linger diagnosed several difficult patients one by one, she wrote down the prescriptions, explained the situations in detail to Mo Dong, and decided on a treatment plan. She also arranged to come back to the clinic in five days to check whether the plan and prescription needed to be adjusted.

At this time, Lu Ling'er was bored and went to the "Taoyuan Selection" grain store next door to check out what was going on. She found many customers gathered at the herbal tea stall at the entrance, enthusiastically discussing a sensational event. She sat at the herbal tea stall at the entrance of the clinic, gossiping, listening with great interest, her face full of curiosity.

"Have you heard? Prefect Wen actually ran away! Even the Nanyang Prefecture and the surrounding Xinglong Money House run by his relatives were cleared out. There is no money house left in the entire city!" A passerby said exaggeratedly, his voice full of shock.

"Oh my god, this is outrageous!" another person interrupted, saying mysteriously, "They used the power of Prefect Wen to drive out all the small banks in the surrounding area and monopolize the business!"

"I also heard that my cousin, the waiter at Fulai Restaurant, said that even those restaurants have no place to store money. What a joke!" A woman covered her mouth, seeming to be frightened by the news.

"It's even more shocking!" another passerby whispered mysteriously, "My third aunt's little cousin is the eighth concubine of Mr. Qian, the owner of Xinglong Bank. She actually said that Mr. Qian ran away overnight, abandoning his concubines. All the concubines and servants have already started to empty the mansion and flee for their lives!"

"Hey, let's not talk about this. I heard that the acting prefect and several thousand cavalry sent by the King of Zhennan also entered the city yesterday. They were like wolves and tigers!" An elderly man shook his head, seeming to be worried about the situation in the city.

"This is going to be a good show!" said another person excitedly, with curiosity glittering in his eyes.

Lu Linger couldn't help but smile as she listened to these gossips. She thought to herself, the story of Nanyang Prefecture is getting more and more exciting. No wonder everyone is so keen on discussing it.