Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

As night deepened and the wind grew cooler, Zhou Xiyin kept peering out of the woodshed.

It has been more than half a day since Lin Ping went in. Apart from the occasional noise that proves he is still alive, the entire woodshed is eerily quiet.

Zhou Xiyin had never seen him so anxious before, and even though she was worried, she didn't ask any more questions.

All she could do was patiently wait outside, not wanting Lin Ping to feel lonely when he came out in the middle of the night.

Under the light of the kerosene lamp, Lin Ping's tall figure fell on the wall, and through the palm-sized window, it just entered Zhou Xiyin's eyes.

Just watching silently can be a kind of enjoyment.

Lin Ping conducted dozens of experiments overnight, but the results were unsatisfactory.

These viruses, which seem fragile in the air, are not afraid of herbs and can even reproduce in most herbs.

He even layered multiple herbs together, but it still didn't kill the virus.

As dawn broke, Lin Ping slumped against the wall and sighed helplessly, "It seems we have to use Western medicine to kill them."

It's easier said than done.

Western medicines are complex chemical substances. Even though Lin Ping is a professionally trained doctor and knows many chemical formulas by heart, he does not have the equipment to manufacture these chemical substances.

This idea had to be abandoned.

Currently, the only thing he can do is extract substances from these Chinese herbal medicines.

"Artemisinin! I had completely forgotten about this miraculous medicine that grows in plants." Lin Ping was overjoyed and slapped his forehead vigorously.

This is a highly effective medicine for treating malaria.

Thinking of this, Lin Ping rushed out of the woodshed out of compassion, only to be surprised to find Zhou Xiyin standing just outside the line he had drawn.

He was taken aback. It was just dawn, and even some of the servants and maids hadn't gotten up yet, let alone the noble young lady.

Moreover, she looked exhausted, with dark circles under her eyes, clearly a sign that she had stayed up all night.

Zhou Xiyin felt a little flustered under his gaze and hurriedly replied, "I just happened to be passing by. I'm not going to be stupid enough to stay here all night!"

Lin Ping was deeply moved.

This woman is good in every way, except she can't lie. Every time she lies, her lies are full of holes.

"Have you ever heard the story of 'protesting too much'?" Lin Ping smiled faintly.

"That's really baffling," Zhou Xiyin said, pouting, clearly having never heard of this story before.

"Since we're just passing by, can we leave now?" Lin Ping said seriously.

Lin Xinyin pouted and put her hands on her hips, saying angrily, "Hmph, I don't care to stay here a moment longer."

After saying that, she stormed back to her room.

Lin Ping understood her personality and knew the most effective way to talk to her.

Lin Ping breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Zhou Xiyin return to her room, and hurriedly ran out the door.

Half an hour later, Lin Ping bought the Artemisia annua used to extract artemisinin, and went into the woodshed again to begin a new study.

……

At this moment, the sky had cleared up, and the palace hall was packed with people.

Before the emperor even appeared, the civil and military officials in the court were already in a chaotic mess, chattering away like they were in a marketplace.

Lu Zhan, the Left Commander of the Central Army, stood in the very center, a privilege he enjoyed.

Beside him stood a sharp-eyed, athletic young man who exuded an air of arrogance.

"Your son is indeed an outstanding person; just by standing here, he stands out from the crowd."

"Commander Lu is a rising star among the younger generation, and he will surely become an outstanding general in the future."

"Presumably only Wu Dongxi, the eldest son of Governor Wu, can compare with him."

Everyone chattered away, one after another.

The person they were praising was Lu Jie, the son of Lu Zhan, the Left Commander of the Central Army, who was also a proper commander of a thousand households.

Comparing Lu Jie to Wu Dongxi is somewhat far-fetched. After all, Wu Dongxi was the top scholar in the imperial examination and will surely make a name for himself in the future.

Although Lu Jie was somewhat capable, he was only a martial arts graduate. If it weren't for Lu Zhan's connections, he probably wouldn't have been able to become a commander of a thousand households.

"Pah, pah, pah! How can Wu Dongxi be compared to Commander Lu? Commander Lu is destined to become the Prince Consort!"

Another person has delivered a powerful bomb.

Although Lu Jie himself is no match for Wu Dongxi, Lu Zhan is much stronger than Qi Wuxin. In addition, Wu Xin has disappeared recently and has lost all his connections.

No matter how outstanding Lu Jie was, he was still just a commander of a thousand men and had no right to ascend to the main hall.

The king not only summoned him, but also deliberately made a big show of it, clearly with ulterior motives.

"Is it possible..."

Recalling the explosive news from earlier, everyone gasped and stared at Lu Jie with envious eyes.

Despite the flattery and envy from the crowd, Lu Jie remained indifferent, his expression unchanged.

As the son of a great general, he certainly had the right to be proud.

He even treated everyone else like ants.

Does having a little power make you so great? I have an army of 100,000!

Lu Jie maintained a constant smile; he had been waiting for this day for a long time.

He was the most sought-after man in the entire Yingtian Prefecture. Matchmakers flocked to his door to propose marriage, so much so that the threshold of the General's Mansion was raised to three feet high, making it impossible for ordinary matchmakers to enter.

Some powerful and influential people even lowered themselves to try and find husbands for their daughters, but all of them were turned away.

In Lu Jie's view, only the current princess is worthy of him; all other women are just ordinary and vulgar.

"The King has arrived!" Just as everyone was fawning over him, the eunuch announced loudly.

The hall, which had resembled a bustling market, immediately fell silent as everyone knelt and kowtowed.

This is royal power: all land under heaven belongs to the king, and all people within the realm are his subjects.

Who wouldn't covet such supreme power? Unfortunately, they have the desire but not the courage.

The king, as was customary, uttered some standard phrases and symbolically invited his courtiers to present their reports.

These ministers were all shrewd and could tell who the main character was today. If it weren't for a matter of utmost urgency that required the king's decision, they wouldn't dare to waste even a moment's time.

"Where is Minister Lu?" the king asked with a kind and benevolent expression, even deliberately toning down his imposing manner.

"Your subject is here!" Lu Zhan said, performing the proper courtesies.

Even though he was the Left Commander of the Central Army, he still had to bow his head before the king. In other words, all his power was granted by the king.

However, whether they can successfully retrieve it is another matter entirely.

"General Lu has been diligent in his duties and has rendered meritorious service in protecting the country. I will reward him handsomely!"

The king regained his former majesty and loudly proclaimed, "I hereby bestow marriage upon Lu Jie and the princess. Are you willing?"

He is a king who is high above others and never consults anyone before making any decisions. Yet now he is seeking Lu Zhan's opinion, and for such a great reason.

Before Lu Zhan could speak, Lu Jie had already knelt on the ground, kowtowing three times and bowing nine times, saying, "Your humble servant Lu Jie thanks Your Majesty!"