After traveling through time, the adults were completely in my hands

At the Duke Dingguo's Mansion, Wei Yizhao and Wei Yizhong were standing outside the mansion gate, holding small peach wood swords made by Jindou, and looking into the distance.

Suddenly, the two children saw Wei Qing galloping towards them from a distance, and they couldn't help but cheer together: "Uncle is back, Aunt Jindou is back, Aunt Jindou is back!"

Wei Qing rode his horse to the gate of the mansion and found that his two nephews did not rush towards him together as usual, but looked behind him together.

After seeing Wei Qing dismount, the two children couldn't wait to come forward and asked, "Uncle, where is Aunt Jindou? Why didn't Aunt Jindou come back?"

"Uh...Aunt Jindou is busy and won't be back for a few days."

As soon as Wei Qing finished speaking, Wei Yizhong burst into tears and cried out: "Aunt Jindou doesn't want me anymore, Aunt Jindou doesn't want me anymore, I want to find Aunt Jindou, wow..."

Wei Yizhao also had tears in his eyes at this time, and said: "I haven't thanked Aunt Jindou yet, thank her for making me a peach wood sword."

Wei Qing reached out and picked up the two children. For a moment, he was a little overwhelmed by their crying.

At this time, Lady Xu, the wife of Duke Dingguo, and her daughter-in-law Yang heard the baby crying and hurried out.

Seeing that only Wei Qing had returned, Xu was startled and asked anxiously, "Qing'er, why didn't Miss Jindou come back?"

"Mother, Jindou has something to do and will be back a few days later," Wei Qing explained.

"What could happen to her?" Xu was a little skeptical. Jindou didn't work in the government, and she herself said that she was alone and had no relatives or friends. How could anything happen to her?

"Qing'er, did you have a fight with Jindou?" Xu asked her youngest son. Her youngest son always had a stern face and never smiled. It must be that he had done something to make Miss Jindou unhappy.

"Uncle, if you have a quarrel with Jindou, go and apologize to her and persuade her to come back," Yang also said to Wei Qing. Jindou was her youngest son's savior, and Yang was very grateful to Jindou now.

"Mother, sister-in-law, Jindou really has something to do outside." Wei Qing looked helpless at this time.

"Madam, Madam Crown Prince, Second Young Master..." A maid from the old lady's courtyard came over and said after bowing, "The old lady heard that Second Young Master and Miss Jindou have returned, and she invited them over to speak."

After hearing what the maid said, Wei Qing felt a headache. Oh, how should he explain to his grandmother?

******

In the main hall of Duke Dingguo's Mansion, Xu was sitting on a chair with a frown on her face, feeling uneasy.

"Madam, please don't worry. Didn't Miss Jindou say that the second young master is destined to be accompanied by a noble person, so nothing will happen to him," Nanny Chen comforted Xu.

"But that noble person is Jindou. Now, as long as Jindou is not by Qing'er's side, I feel very uneasy," said Xu with a worried look on her face.

"Madam, you should think of a way to get the second young master and Miss Jindou married as soon as possible. This way, they can be inseparable," suggested Nanny Chen.

"That's what you say, but I can't tell whether Miss Jindou likes Qing'er or not. Besides, Qing'er is a cold-hearted child. If you want him to take the initiative to pursue girls, I'm afraid he won't be able to do it," Xu sighed.

"Don't worry, Madam. Didn't Miss Jindou say that the second young master's marriage is a match made in heaven? Moreover, the second young master will have both sons and daughters in the future. You can just wait to hold your grandchildren in your arms," ​​said Nanny Chen with a smile.

"A son and a daughter," murmured Xu. She had never dared to think of such a thing before. She had only prayed that God would let her son live longer and longer.

As for letting her son get married early and leave a bloodline in this world, she had already given up on this idea after her son's repeated rejections.

Xu prayed in her heart that Jindou's words would come true, hoping that her son would have both a son and a daughter. After all, her youngest son had suffered so much over the years.

******

Qianzhou, the residence of the prefect, Mr. Song.

In the boudoir of the magistrate's daughter, Jindou pulled out the silver needle that had stuck in her head, and then signaled the maid next to her to roll up their daughter's trouser legs.

When the maids heard Jindou's words, they hurriedly looked at the magistrate's wife. In their eyes, Jindou, who was dressed in men's clothes, was just a young man. Now, their young lady, a girl in the boudoir, was asked to expose her legs in front of a man from outside the boudoir. Wouldn't that affect the reputation of the boudoir?

Seeing the maid looking at the prefect's wife with an embarrassed expression, Jindou suddenly remembered that he was now dressed in men's clothes. He hurriedly said to the prefect's wife, "Madam, there are several acupuncture points on the young lady's legs that need to be treated with silver needles to help her wake up soon."

When the magistrate's wife heard Jindou's words, she no longer cared about anything else. After all, her daughter's life was more important than anything else. So she waved her hand and said to the maid, "Hold her up, don't delay the young master's treatment."

After Jindou finished treating the magistrate's daughter, the magistrate's wife saw Jindou stuffing the small bag of silver needles into his arms. She said to him rather embarrassedly, "Master Jindou, I've been feeling unwell for the past few years. Could you please take a look at me?"

When Jindou heard what the magistrate's wife said, he couldn't help but look at her carefully. He saw that although the magistrate's wife was almost forty years old, she looked haggard, with a sallow complexion and faint dark circles under her eyes, which should be caused by long-term lack of sleep.

Looking at the prefect's wife's face, Jindou already had a rough idea in his mind. He smiled slightly and said to her, "Madam, let me take your pulse."

He extended his right hand, placed it on the wife's wrist, and after carefully feeling her pulse, he said to her, "Madam, have you been afraid of the cold these past few years, and have you been sleepless and dreaming a lot, unable to fall asleep?"

"That's right, that's right, oh, Master Jindou is really a miracle doctor!" The magistrate's wife looked shocked.

"Madam, for your symptoms, I'll prescribe a medicine. Please have someone get it and take it twice a day," said Jindou.

"Okay, okay, thank you, Master Jindou," the magistrate's wife agreed repeatedly.

Jindou had just written the prescription and handed it to the prefect's wife when he saw the prefect, Lord Song, walk in.

After sitting down, the prefect, Lord Song, said, "Master Jindou, you have worked hard today for my daughter."

Jindou smiled and said, "As a doctor, it is my duty to save the dying and heal the wounded."

"Alas..." Lord Song sighed, "I only have this one daughter, and she's been spoiled since she was little. If she had listened to my wife and me, she wouldn't have fallen off her horse."