After returning to the capital to farm, the abandoned concubine made a comeback.

The door to the clinic was pushed open, and a gust of cold wind carrying snowflakes rushed in.

Lin Qin looked up and saw Wang the hunter carrying a wild boar, striding in.

"Dr. Zhao, come and take a look! This wild boar has really rammed into me!" His voice was so loud that dust fell from the roof beams.

Ignoring everything else, Doctor Zhao rushed to treat Hunter Wang's wounds.

Lin Qin, holding the adorable baby, quietly retreated to a corner, watching Doctor Zhao bustling about.

Dr. Zhao prepared the medicine for the baby and carefully fed it to the baby.

The medicine was administered, but the baby remained listless, with a pale face and weak breathing.

Lin Qin's heart was in her throat as she nervously watched the baby's every move.

Time passed by, each second stretching out as if drawn out, an unbearable torment.

Lin Qin felt her palms were soaked with sweat, and her back was covered in a layer of cold sweat.

Throughout the long night, Lin Qin stayed by her baby's side without leaving for a moment.

She softly hummed a lullaby from the old world, hoping to bring some comfort to the baby.

The cold wind howled outside the window, but the room was warm as spring.

Lin Qin would occasionally touch the baby's forehead with her hand, afraid that he might have a fever.

As dawn broke, the adorable baby finally opened his eyes.

Although her eyes were still a little dazed, she had finally woken up.

Lin Qin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She excitedly picked up the adorable baby and kissed his chubby little face.

"Sweetie, you're finally awake!"

The baby seemed to sense Lin Qin's joy, and grinned, revealing a sweet smile.

Looking at the baby's smiling face, Lin Qin felt as if the whole world had brightened up.

"It seems this medicine really works!" Doctor Zhao said with a smile, stroking his beard.

Lin Qin looked at Doctor Zhao gratefully, all her unspoken words condensed into a simple "thank you."

However, at that moment, the clinic door was pushed open again...

The clinic door was pushed open again, and snowflakes danced in with the cold wind. This time, it wasn't a patient who appeared, but Zhu Ling.

He wore a black cloak and stood tall and straight, like a pine tree standing at the entrance, completely out of place in this simple clinic.

His gaze swept over the clinic and finally landed on Lin Qin.

She held the adorable baby, her eyes dark and swollen, clearly having not slept all night.

Seeing Lin Qin so tired and worried about a completely unrelated child, Zhu Ling felt a slight stirring in his heart.

At first, he only thought this woman was audacious enough to force herself on him, but now it seems she was somewhat...

The radiance of motherhood?

He frowned slightly, dismissing the strange idea from his mind.

Over the next few days, under Lin Qin's meticulous care, the baby's condition improved day by day, his face gradually regained color, and he began to babble.

Seeing how adorable the baby was, the villagers lost all trace of the monster and praised Lin Qin for her kind heart.

Widow Liu, however, refused to give up. She said sourly, "This child recovered too quickly. He must be some kind of monster that came to drain people's life force!"

Lin Qin sneered, pulled out a stack of papers from her bosom, and slammed them on the table with a "thud." "These are Mengbao's medical records and Dr. Zhao's diagnosis. It's all written clearly in black and white. What else do you have to say?"

Doctor Zhao also stepped forward to testify: "This child is just weak and has been frightened. With proper care, he will naturally recover. Widow Liu, if you continue to spout nonsense, I'll rip your tongue out!"

Widow Liu was startled by the scene and slunk away.

Lin Qin looked at the adorable baby giggling in her arms, and her heart softened.

Zhu Ling stood silently to the side, watching the scene before her with a complicated expression.

This woman...

It seemed more interesting than he had imagined.

In the evening, Lin Qin hummed a little tune as she busied herself in the kitchen.

The aroma gradually wafted through the air, causing the little one to sniff incessantly.

"Mommy, it smells good..." The adorable baby stretched out his chubby little hand and pointed to the bubbling meat soup in the pot.

Lin Qin smiled and gently pinched the baby's little nose. "Little glutton, it'll be ready in a minute."

Suddenly, footsteps echoed in the courtyard, and a deep voice asked, "What's that smell?"

The adorable baby, having just recovered from a serious illness, is growing taller like a bamboo shoot after a spring rain, and his little face has become round and chubby, like a plump white glutinous rice ball.

He was no longer as sickly as before, clinging to Lin Qin all day, babbling in baby talk that no one could understand, his little legs moving quickly as he ran around the yard like a happy little sparrow.

Lin Qin strolled around the farm with her baby, pointing to the vegetables and fruits in the fields and explaining to him, "This is a radish, white and plump, buried underground; this is an eggplant, shiny purple, doesn't it look like the sweet and sour pork ribs your mother makes?" The baby nodded as if he understood, reaching out his little hand to touch them, making "mmm ah ah" sounds, his babyish voice melting Lin Qin's heart.

The villagers couldn't help but smile when they saw this.

Previously, Widow Liu spread rumors that the baby was a monster. Now that we see how cute the baby is, who would still believe those lies?

Widow Liu felt too ashamed to face anyone, so she hid at home all day, afraid to go out, just like a rat crossing the street.

Zhu Ling would occasionally visit the farm, and each time he would bring some little trinkets for the baby, such as wooden bird carvings or rattles. Although he still appeared cold on the surface, Lin Qin could tell that he cared a lot about the baby.

Once, when the baby accidentally fell, Zhu Ling was even more nervous than Lin Qin. She rushed over, picked the baby up, and checked for injuries. Her speed was faster than a rabbit's.

Lin Qin couldn't help but chuckle as she watched Zhu Ling awkwardly coaxing the baby.

This cold-faced prince has such a gentle side.

Days passed by, and Lin Qin and the adorable baby's bond grew stronger.

The baby has completely come to regard Lin Qin as his own mother. Every morning when he wakes up, the first thing he does is look for his mother, and he can only fall asleep while holding Lin Qin at night.

Lin Qin watched her baby grow up day by day, her heart filled with happiness and contentment.

That night, Lin Qin had just put her baby to sleep and was about to rest when suddenly, a sweet, childlike voice rang in her mind: "Host, host, urgent mission! Please check!"

Lin Qin was sound asleep when she was jolted awake by a childlike system notification in her mind: "Host, host! We're making money! We're making money! A new path to wealth has begun!"

Lin Qin rubbed her eyes, almost thinking she was dreaming.

This little system is really dedicated; it doesn't forget to urge people to make money even in the middle of the night.

She asked groggily, "What path to wealth? Are you telling me to dig up wild vegetables to sell again?"

"No, no, no! Host, your savings have already reached your small goal! You can try more advanced money-making tasks now!" The little system's voice was so excited it almost cracked. "For example, use your extensive modern knowledge to make and sell specialty foods! Just imagine, fragrant beggar's chicken, crispy roast duck, and all sorts of snacks... I guarantee you'll make a fortune!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Qin immediately perked up.

delicacy?

This is her strong point!

Back in the day, she was a famous culinary goddess in her circle of friends. Her dishes were delicious, beautifully presented, and always in high demand at gatherings.

After traveling to ancient times, she was so busy farming and raising children that she didn't have time to properly showcase her culinary skills.

Now, I finally have the chance to show off my skills!

She immediately got out of bed, lit the oil lamp, and began searching her mind for suitable ancient food recipes.

Beggar's Chicken?

No, that would take too much time, and the chicken used in ancient times was rather dry, so it might not taste good.

Roast Duck?

This is something to consider, but it requires a special oven and is quite complicated to make.

Lin Qin racked her brains, and suddenly a brilliant idea struck her: pastries!

Yes, it's pastries!

Ancient pastries were limited in variety and mostly too sweet. If some novel pastries could be introduced, they would surely be very popular.

For example, there's the soft and fluffy chiffon cake, the sweet and delicious egg tarts, and cookies of all flavors...

Just thinking about it makes me drool!

She became more and more excited as she thought about it, and couldn't wait to try it out right away.

However, the ingredients and tools available in ancient times were quite limited. How could she overcome these difficulties?

Also, what if that cold-faced prince Zhu Ling comes to cause trouble again?

"Host, what are you thinking about? Why aren't you saying anything?" The little system couldn't help but ask when Lin Qin remained silent for a long time.

“I was thinking…” Lin Qin paused, a mysterious smile playing on her lips, “Tomorrow morning, I need to go to town to buy some things…”