Quick Wear Beauty

Chapter 7: The Herbalist is Charming (Part 4)

It was a sunny day. Qingli was picking herbs while Meng Yi was sitting on the corridor basking in the sun.

After spending a few days together, Meng Yi learned that Miss Li Li was the only one living here. She was an orphan and was adopted by a master since she was a child. The master taught her medical skills and gave her a shelter from the wind and rain. Unfortunately, her master died when she was eight years old. In the next ten years, Li Li had to come this far step by step on her own.

Meng Yi looked at the woman in the courtyard wearing a straw hat and carefully picking herbs, and a hint of pity flashed across his eyes. It was really not easy for Miss Li to have no relatives at such a young age!

Meng Yi thought of himself. Although his mother didn't like to see him and ignored him on weekdays, his father treated him well. At least he gave him fine clothes and food and a status in the martial arts world. He has been the young master of the Hanshui Sect since he was born. Every day he is either practicing martial arts or learning how to be a qualified sect leader.

He never worried about money. He ate delicacies from land and sea every day and wore silk and satin clothes. He didn't have to clean his room, wash his clothes, or cook his meals. Even when he went out to do business, he had a lot of money on him. Occasionally, when he passed by the fields and saw farmers planting rice and harvesting wheat, he would feel that such a life was something he would never experience in his life.

Perhaps this time of injury and rescue was destined, which made him realize how difficult life is and learn to cherish it.

During the week of rest, he experienced a completely different life. There was no intrigue, no flattery, and no swordplay. There was only peace.

He found that it was actually good to stay away from the world. After the storm was over, he wanted to retire from the world and live a life of working from sunrise to sunset.

While he was distracted, Qingli had already walked into the kitchen.

Meng Yi: "Miss Li, let me help you light the fire."

Qingli: "Thank you, Master Meng."

Qingli glanced at the man who was seriously making the fire. Seeing that he was adapting well and had no reluctance at all, she couldn't help but feel a little more favorable towards him.

Meng Yi came for a few days. Except for the first three days when he rested in bed, he tried to get out of bed and walk around. Yesterday, he even lit the fire for her. She said, "A gentleman stays away from the kitchen." He just laughed it off and said that he was not a gentleman and did not agree that all these things should be done by a woman. Besides, he was just doing what he could. Qingli was very surprised at the time. He was not arrogant at all and not pedantic.

He said he didn't know how to cook, but he could learn to make a fire. On the first day, the fire was burning very strongly and she needed to remind him several times that the fire was too big. Gradually, he learned to observe the situation of the stove and asked from time to time whether to turn down the fire.

Qingli saw that the oil in the pot was smoking, and quickly added seasoning. Her lips curled up slightly. One person was cooking while the other was lighting the fire. This seemed to be a good idea.

At the dining table, Meng Yi looked at today's dishes. There was not a single burnt trace of them, and satisfaction was evident in his eyes. He had made progress today because he did not focus solely on making the fire as he did yesterday.

After dinner, Qingli was weaving, and Meng Yi was sitting by the medicine stove, guarding his medicine and thinking about his own things.

Qingli thought it was about time, so she went to check on the medicine.

Qingli: "Mr. Meng, the medicine is ready."

Qingli placed the cloth on the bowl and prepared to pick up the medicine furnace.

Meng Yi: "Okay, I'll take the medicine and filter it."

Qingli: "Okay."

Meng Yi waited for the medicine to cool down a little while Qingli talked to him.

Qingli: "Mr. Meng, if you take two more doses of medicine, the poison in your body will be eliminated. The remaining external injuries will be completely healed after a few months of rest."

Meng Yi: "Thank you for your care, young lady."

Qingli: "I went to the foot of the mountain yesterday and there was no sign of anyone else. The people chasing you probably didn't come here."

Meng Yi: "Well, I used a trick to get rid of them. They probably don't know I'm here."

Meng Yi: "By the way, Meng Yi has a question, I don't know if I should ask?"

Qingli: "Sir, please speak."

Meng Yi: "The poison in my body was very difficult to cure. I thought I was going to die soon, but you cured it easily. Do you know who your master is?"

Qingli looked at Meng Yi in surprise and spoke in a soft voice.

Qingli: "Is it difficult to solve?"

Meng Yi: "It's hard to explain. These two drugs are both well-known poisons in the martial arts world. I have never heard of anyone being poisoned and still alive, let alone me being poisoned by both at once."

Qingli: "This... I looked at your poison, and it is indeed two kinds of poison. Although the antidote is complicated, it is not too bad. I can come up with a prescription with a little thought. I also have the herbs, and my master also left some medicine for me. As for my master, I only know that his name is Ji Wuyan, and he taught me my medical skills."

Meng Yi: "Senior Ji should be a highly skilled doctor, but I've never heard of him. He doesn't seem like an unknown person."

Qingli: "My master never told me anything about him. I only know that he used to be a doctor in the capital."

Meng Yi: "I see, the great man hides himself in seclusion. Perhaps Senior Ji is a hermit and does not participate in the affairs of the martial arts world."

Qingli: "That's right. Master really didn't talk about martial arts, but more about classics, history, and medicine."

Li Li couldn't help feeling sad when she thought of the person who had been teaching her patiently.