Ye Yaoyao had a childhood memory of Liu Yunshu, whose face was pale, her hand supporting her head, her brows tightly furrowed, looking extremely pained.

She couldn't understand what was wrong with her mother's health that required her to wear a calming fragrance for so long.

"System, system."

[Yes, host.]

"Show me my mother's information again."

【OK. 】

Ye Yaoyao looked intently at Liu Yunshu's information from childhood to adulthood. One of the records showed that when she was eighteen, she made a date with a noble lady to ride a horse. The horse was startled, and she fell off the horse and hit her head.

"Could it be because of this?" Ye Yaoyao wondered.

[Host, don't worry, you'll find out later!]

"Find an opportunity to have Mother checked out."

Ye Yaoyao suspected that Liu Yunshu might not have recovered from the fall from the horse.

"Miss, I have brought the medicinal herbs you requested."

The sound of the zither broke Ye Yaoyao's deep thoughts. She was carrying a tray, followed by several maids, who had come to deliver medicine.

"Put it down, go out and close the door behind you."

"Miss, do you need me to stay and help?"

Tingqin felt that her master, who had been brought back from the dead, seemed somewhat different, yet also seemed not to be.

"no need."

Ye Yaoyao then began to make medicine. She was born into a family of doctors and was the most talented in medicine in the family. She began to learn to identify medicinal herbs at the age of five.

With her talent, she understood that she had to work harder than others, so she originally planned to work hard for the first twenty years and retire early after the age of thirty. Unexpectedly, she was stabbed in the back and ended up here.

Since she was already here, she might as well make the best of it. Fortunately, this body was only fourteen years old, and she could still live a semi-retired life. Ye Yaoyao comforted herself, and an optimistic smile returned to her face.

After preparing some self-defense medicine, it was already late afternoon when Ye Yaoyao went out.

Not long after, two furtive figures quietly slipped into her room.

The dim yellow light flickered in the night as Ye Yaoyao and her servant arrived at Chunnuan Pavilion carrying lanterns.

"Second Miss, why aren't you asleep yet so late?" Granny Zhang, who was guarding outside, took the lantern and led her inside.

"Is my mother asleep?" Ye Yaoyao asked softly.

“The lady has already gone to bed by now, but I can still hear some noises coming from inside. She probably hasn’t fallen asleep yet,” Zhang Mama replied truthfully.

Liu Yunshu lost her calming sachet and is now tossing and turning on the couch, unable to fall asleep.

"That's perfect, I'll stay with Mom tonight."

Upon hearing her daughter's voice, Liu Yunshu had already gotten up.

"Yaoyao."

Incense burned in the incense burner inside the room, and a candlestick shone, casting a dim, yellowish light that made everything in the room appear indistinct. The faint light was enough to make out the area in front of the bed.

"Sister Dongzhu, there's no need to light the lamp, I can see." Ye Yaoyao stopped Dongzhu from doing so.

"Mother, I'll sleep with you tonight."

"How old are you that you still sleep with your mother?" Liu Yunshu affectionately pinched her delicate nose.

“Most of them are their mother’s children.” Ye Yaoyao hugged her and naturally placed one hand on her pulse.

"Is Mother having trouble sleeping?" Ye Yaoyao asked with concern.

"Hmm, Mother's sachet is missing somewhere. We'll have to send someone to Doctor Han's tomorrow to get some herbs to make another sachet. Are you done preparing the herbs?"

As Liu Yunshu spoke, the scent of medicine emanating from Ye Yaoyao calmed her mind somewhat.

"Yes! Mother, I've found your sachet."

Ye Yaoyao returned the sachet to her, saying, "You've been wearing this sachet for over ten years."

Liu Yunshu sniffed the purse lightly, her tone tinged with bitterness.

"It's been eighteen years! Mother suffered a head injury that left her with a chronic illness, and she suffers from headaches from time to time, which even the imperial physicians cannot cure."

It was Doctor Han who made this sachet for my mother; only with this sachet could she sleep peacefully.

Dr. Han is a highly skilled folk doctor. It was he who saved Liu Yunshu's life when she was pregnant with triplets.

"Mother, I will study medicine diligently and cure your headaches in the future."

Then Ye Yaoyao muttered, "I've been learning from Grandpa Han for so long, but he still hasn't told me the recipe for the sachet."

"There are several medicinal ingredients in it that are not found in our Tianlin Kingdom."

When you were five years old, you suddenly came to me and said you wanted to learn medicine. You were so mysterious and didn't tell me why you wanted to learn. Fortunately, Dr. Han was willing to teach you.

Would you like to tell me now?

Liu Yunshu smiled and asked her, "When Ye Yaoyao was little, she suddenly ran over to me and said she wanted to learn medicine. I thought my daughter was just having a whim, so I gave her a medical book."

Seeing that her daughter came to ask questions again and again because she couldn't recognize all the words in the medical book, Liu Yunshu finally believed that her daughter was serious about learning and took her to Doctor Han's side to learn medicine.

Ye Yaoyao has a secret in her memory about why she studied medicine.

As a child, Ye Yaoyao was very mischievous. She would run around outside and get separated from her family. She was almost kidnapped by a stranger, but a masked man rescued her.

"If you eat this candied hawthorn, you won't cry anymore," the man gently coaxed her.

"My mother said I shouldn't eat anything given to me by strangers."

Little Yaoyao hooked her two index fingers together; her little hands were chubby, and her movements were a bit clumsy.

A pair of big, watery eyes looked at the sweet candied hawthorn in front of her. Although her eyes were full of longing, she still firmly shook her head and refused.

“Your mother is right.”

As the man spoke, he took a bite out of a piece right in front of her, deliberately eating it with relish and making a "crunching" sound.

Xiao Yaoyao couldn't help but swallow hard and said anxiously, "Brother, why did you eat? Weren't you going to give it to me?"

“You should call me uncle,” the man corrected.

"Uncle, why did you eat?" Little Yaoyao asked, puzzled.

“If you’re not going to eat it, your uncle has already bought it, so of course you have to eat it.” The man took a bite of the second one.

"Then...can I have one?"

Her little hands gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, a fierce internal struggle raging within her. In the end, she couldn't resist the temptation of the candied hawthorn and asked expectantly.

"No, you can't eat food given to you by a stranger."

Little Yaoyao's eyes were reluctant to leave the big, round candied hawthorn, and her little brain came up with a good idea.

"My name is Yaoyao. Uncle, what's your name? Tell me your name and we'll get to know each other!"

The man sighed, his eyes filled with a mixture of helplessness and doting affection, and gently placed the candied hawthorn in Xiao Yaoyao's hand.

Then he patted her head and said to her seriously:

"You can't tell anyone your name, and you can't take anything from strangers except for food given to you by your uncle, understand?"

Xiao Yaoyao took a bite of the candied hawthorn, her lips covered in sugar stains, and a satisfied smile spread across her face.

"I understand. Uncle just saved me. He's a good person."

"Little girl, people's hearts are hard to fathom, you don't understand."

Little Yao Yao blinked her big eyes, her gaze filled with confusion, looking at him as if she understood but not quite.

"Go home quickly!"

The man took Xiao Yaoyao back to the Ye family. After taking a few steps, Xiao Yaoyao turned back to look at him and ran back to him.

"Uncle, what do you look like? Can I take a look?"

The man knelt down, looking at her with reluctance in his eyes, his gaze filled with tenderness and helplessness.

"Uncle's face is injured, it looks ugly, it will scare you if you see it, and you'll have nightmares at night."

Kind-hearted Xiaoyao puffed out her little chest, patted it, and said very proudly:

"Uncle, don't be afraid. I will study medicine in the future and heal your face."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you to master your medical skills so you can treat my face in the future."

The man's lips curled up, revealing half of his face, which looked devilishly handsome. That half of his face was so beautiful that it left a deep impression on Xiao Ye Yaoyao's heart, leaving her momentarily stunned.

"Don't tell anyone about seeing me tonight, understand?"

"Why? Can't Mother tell you?"

"Yes, because it's a secret."

"Oh, it's a secret between my uncle and me. Let's pinky swear."

"it is good!"

The next moment, the big hand and the little hand joined together, their two fingers tightly hooked together, as if making the most solemn promise, and the man suddenly hugged Xiao Yaoyao.

"Uncle, there are water droplets on my neck."

"Uncle will dry you off. Be a good boy and don't run around everywhere. Listen to your mother and don't let other boys hug you, okay?"

"why?"

"Men and women should not touch each other. You are a girl, so you should not get too close to boys."

"Uncle, why did you hug me just now?"

"Yaoyao is so cute, Uncle couldn't resist. Remember what Uncle said, okay?"

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