A Useless Person's Rise to Power: The Demon King's Addiction to Pampering

"I've served you for so many years, everyone knows I'm one of your men. Who knew that last night, that wretched girl Feng Jiutian came to the medicine pavilion and beat me up, even knocking me unconscious."

"As the saying goes, you have to consider the owner before you beat a dog. Isn't what she did tantamount to slapping you in the face?"

"Did Feng Jiutian go to the medicine pavilion last night?"

Qian Wanyi didn't notice the fat housekeeper's other words, only hearing the words "Medicine Pavilion".

"Ah? Yes, she said she went there on the master's orders." The fat butler paused for a moment before answering, snot running down his fat face.

Qian Wanyi pinched the handkerchief in her hand and tested the corner of her mouth. Her narrow eyes shifted slightly, and she felt a little worried.

What is that brat Feng Jiutian doing at the medicine pavilion?

Could it be that she discovered the poison she had put on her?

No, not possible!

Qian Wanyi immediately denied this idea. Based on her observations over the past few days, although his personality had changed a lot, it was impossible for him to suddenly understand medicine.

Moreover, she hasn't been seen calling for a doctor lately.

She couldn't possibly have discovered that he had poisoned her so secretly.

So why did she go to the medicine pavilion?

"Madam, I checked the list of medicinal herbs and found that quite a few are missing. Do you think we should report this to the master...?"

The chubby housekeeper drawled out his words, his small eyes darting around as he watched Qian Wanyi, and then offered an idea.

"Absolutely not." Qian Wanyi immediately rejected the idea.

Seeing the fat butler's puzzled look, he explained in a low voice, "This matter cannot be reported to the master. If I find out that you have leaked even a hint of it, you'll be in big trouble."

Qian Wanyi clenched her handkerchief. If the master found out that Feng Jiutian had gone to the medicine pavilion, given his current temperament, he might even send a doctor to treat Feng Jiutian.

If that time really comes, won't the fact that Feng Jiutian has poison in her body be discovered?

"Then, what does Madam require of me?"

"Go and register the lost medicinal herbs for me, hurry up."

Qian Wanyi didn't even glance at the fat butler before giving the order.

I need to investigate secretly, in case it really comes to a last resort...

Qian Wanyi narrowed her eyes. Then the only option was to make Feng Jiutian disappear from this world forever!

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Meanwhile, Feng Jiutian was unaware of Qian Wanyi's situation and the undercurrents he had unintentionally caused!

At this moment, she was holding a calligraphy brush in her hand, writing characters on the paper with great discomfort.

"Miss, are you practicing calligraphy?"

Qingzhi brought in tea and, seeing Feng Jiutian sitting at the table, curiously approached.

Feng Jiutian twisted his somewhat stiff wrist, let out a long breath, placed the brush on the shelf, and said.

"No, I'm writing a business plan."

Planning document?

What is a business plan?

Qingzhi glanced at the paper Feng Jiutian had written on, but couldn't understand it. She blinked and asked.

Feng Jiutian stretched and rubbed his shoulders as he explained to Qingzhi.

"In short, it's about planning how to organize a banquet."

Qingzhi nodded thoughtfully, glanced at the proposal again, and walked out with a bitter face.

"I can't understand anything, so I won't bother you any longer, Miss."

Feng Jiutian watched Qingzhi's retreating figure and couldn't help but smile as he continued writing with his brush.

Fortunately, I played many white-collar roles in my previous life, and I wrote quite a few business proposals. Although the format has changed, the general approach is still the same.