Spring arrives and the land smiles

Perhaps she had really overthought things and damaged her body, because when Qingyan's period came, she was in so much pain that she curled up in a ball and could only stay in bed.

"Princess, are you feeling better?" Zhui'er massaged Qingyan's lower abdomen while applying a hot water bottle, her little face scrunched up with worry, almost on the verge of tears. "Or, should we ask Young Master Luo to come and take a look at you?"

"What's so interesting about this?" Qingyan lifted her eyelids slightly. "No need."

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Qing's voice came from outside the door, requesting an audience.

Qingyan was stunned and stared at Zhuier: Did you do this?

Zhui'er quickly shook her head: It's definitely not me.

"Let him in," Qingyan sighed.

Luo Qing was invited into Qing Yan's bedroom.

"Zhui'er, prepare a seat for Young Master Luo," Qingyan instructed.

"I heard that the princess is not feeling well. May I take a look at her?" Luo Qing didn't stand on ceremony and sat down by Qing Yan's bedside, gesturing for Qing Yan to extend her hand.

The time spent taking Qingyan's pulse was very short. Luo Qing smiled faintly and quickly wrote a prescription for her.

After giving a few more instructions to the maid who was about to fetch the medicine, Luo Qing then took her leave from Qingyan.

"Thank you, Young Master Luo." Qingyan had someone see him out.

Once Luo Qing had walked away, Qing Yan blushed and breathed a sigh of relief. However, it must be said that the Immortal Physician's first disciple was indeed a highly skilled physician; in that era, he would definitely have been a general practitioner who treated patients until his hands were sore.

So when Yunxuan pushed the door open, he saw Qingyan blushing and grinning foolishly.

"What are you laughing at? Are you feeling better?" Yunxuan gently stroked Qingyan's beautiful hair, which was black and shiny, and felt like silk.

"How did you know?" Qingyan's face turned even redder.

"Why can't I know?" Yunxuan laughed. "The other day, Young Master Luo told you not to drink iced drinks, and of course I remembered that."

Is Luo Qing trying to make this known to everyone? Qingyan gritted her teeth in anger.

"I'm tired, I want to sleep for a while." Qingyan pulled the blanket over her head.

Seeing her throwing a tantrum, Yunxuan chuckled softly, patted Qingyan's bottom through the blanket, and went out.

The temperature suddenly rose where Yunxuan had taken a picture. Qingyan lifted the blanket and peeked out, looking in the direction Yunxuan had left. She gave him a coquettish glance before pulling the blanket over her head again.

Zhui'er watched from the side, laughing so hard she was shaking.

"What are you laughing at? Hurry up and go check if the medicine is ready yet," Qingyan said irritably.

Zhui'er suppressed her laughter and immediately ran out.

Qingyan lay in bed with a hot water bottle on her hand, but the abdominal pain became more and more intense. She closed her eyes to try to relieve the pain, but the pain only became clearer.

Qingyan had always felt that her physical condition was quite good, and she had almost never appeared weak and sickly. Her knowledge from her previous life also allowed her to clearly judge her physical condition. But why were her periods more and more severe in recent times, and this time it was almost like she was dying?

"Princess, it's time to take your medicine."

Zhuier walked in carrying a bowl. Qingyan struggled to sit up, stared at the dark soup, and swallowed it in one gulp with a frown. Fortunately, there was the Osmanthus Sugar Cake, otherwise she would have to suffer all day.

“Princess, Young Master Luo said that in addition to the decoction, this pill must also be taken together for it to be effective.” Zhui’er handed over another red pill the size of a fingernail.

Qingyan held the pill in her hand and smelled it. It had a fishy smell, but it was still acceptable. She closed her eyes and threw it into her mouth.

After taking the medicine, Zhuier helped her lie down and then left.

Inside Luo Qing's room.

At this moment, Lan Zhen was frowning as she looked at the red pill in Luo Qing's hand.

This pill is made from cloud grass.

How many more days will it take to fully cure it?

"About ten days," Luo Qing replied truthfully.

"Didn't I secretly give her medicine before? Why is she still in so much pain? Can't you make her feel better?" Lan Zhen was quite dissatisfied with Luo Qing's treatment.

"Feeling sorry for her?" Luo Qing glanced at him disdainfully. "I wonder who insisted on making her take that kind of potent drug. It's too late for regrets now."

"Who cares?" Lan Zhen quickly denied.

"It's good that you don't feel sorry for her. After her period is over, she still needs a dose of marrow cleansing medicine," Luo Qing said lightly.

"Marrow cleansing medicine? Is it Soul Cleansing Medicine?" Lan Zhen panicked.

"Yes, it's the Pure Soul."

"Could we try a different one?" Lan Zhen had personally witnessed the potent effects of the Cleansing Soul Elixir.

"No." Luo Qing said firmly.

"Then—" Lan Zhen started to speak but stopped, then thought for a moment and asked, "What would happen if we didn't use the marrow cleansing medicine?"

Without thinking, Luo Qing blurted out, "Still infertile for life."

Lan Zhen didn't seem surprised by the answer; on the contrary, it was as if he had been confirmed. He punched the sandalwood table in frustration.

Luo Qing sat down beside him leisurely: "How can you completely believe what the Ghost Doctor says? This kind of fake pregnancy drug is extremely potent and incompatible with worldly customs. He's eager for someone to test it, and your request is exactly what he wants. Naturally, he won't reveal all the side effects. My master said that to cure it completely, you must use a marrow-cleansing medicine to remove the poison, otherwise you'll be infertile for life. She is now the Crown Prince of Daqi. If she is infertile for life, you will be committing a great sin."

"I was indeed deceived by him because I didn't think things through back then," Lan Zhen said in a muffled voice.

"You didn't think things through, you just didn't expect to fall for her, did you?" Luo Qing smiled faintly.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" These words made Lan Zhen feel like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

“Whether I’m lying or not, you know in your heart. The Fifth Prince of Nanxia, ​​Prince Zhao, has never shown the slightest compassion to anyone. Everyone around you knows this. The world is deceived by your charming appearance, and I was almost fooled by you too.” Luo Qing paused and continued, “For the sake of our childhood friendship, I advise you: know when to stop.”

Enough is enough!

Lan Zhen smiled bitterly to herself. If she could know when to stop, how could this love have arisen without her knowledge and deepened so profoundly?

Luo Qing's medicine really worked; Qing Yan felt much less pain when she woke up.

"You're awake," came a gentle, warm voice.

"Yunxuan".

"How are you feeling?" Yunxuan handed him a glass of water.

"much better."

Qingyan took a sip; it was honey water, which perfectly soothed her throat, which had been dry from sleeping for too long.

"How long have I been asleep?" By this time, the sun had already set outside the window.

"About four hours."

"I slept all day again." Qingyan rubbed her forehead. "Has Ningyuan sent any news?"

Yunxuan shook his head and smiled: "Take care of yourself first."

Indeed, her current physical condition makes her feel lethargic in everything she does.

Just as Qingyan was pondering whether to ask Luoqing for some more medicine, Cao Cao appeared as if on cue.

"Princess, Young Master Luo and His Highness Prince Zhao request an audience." It was Zhui'er's voice from outside the door.

"Lan Zhen? What's he doing here?" Qingyan frowned.

"Please invite them in," Yunxuan said.

Zhui'er invited the two into the inner room. The two were not surprised to see Yunxuan there, and the three nodded in greeting.

"Is the princess feeling any better?" Luo Qing sat down by Qing Yan's bedside to take her pulse. Since everyone knew each other, there wasn't much formality, which made it seem quite unpretentious.

"Young Master Luo truly lives up to his reputation as the foremost disciple of the Immortal Physician; his medicine is indeed effective." Qing's words were tinged with gratitude, and she was naturally generous with her praise.

"Your Highness is too kind," Luo Qing said with a slight embarrassment. "Your health has been compromised recently, and you will need to recuperate properly to fully recover."

"It's just some worry and stress; a good night's sleep will do the trick," Qingyan said with a relaxed smile.

"Princess, you must not be careless," Luo Qing said solemnly. "Excessive worry will cause your Qi to stagnate, depleting your heart's blood. Without a source for the production of Qi and blood, both the heart and spleen will become deficient. If the spleen cannot transform and transport food and water, then the food and water cannot be delivered to the heart, which in turn governs the mind..."

“The mind governs the spirit,” Qingyan interrupted him, laughing, “Young Master Luo, are you perhaps afraid I’ll develop depression?”

"Depression?" All three looked at Qingyan.

Qingyan suddenly realized she had spoken out of turn and joked, "Hehe, it's just worry."

Qingyan continued to laugh it off: "As for the illness of worry, as long as Qiu Rong is alright, it will naturally heal without medicine, but..."

Qingyan glanced at everyone, her face slightly embarrassed. She thought that since everyone already knew, she didn't care anymore: "Young Master Luo's pills are indeed very effective. If it's convenient, could you give me a few more so I can get through these next few days?"

These red pills are much more effective than the ibuprofen I used in my previous life. Qingyan was even thinking about whether she could ask Luo Qing for a prescription, so she could keep them for future use.

“That’s alright, Princess, you can send someone to fetch it at any time, but…” Luo Qing hesitated, glancing at the two men beside her, clearly indicating that she wanted them to leave.

The two men seemed to be pretending not to understand, standing there motionless. Qingyan could tell that Luo Qing must have some things to tell her, and fearing she might be shy, he had sent the two men away.

It seems that these two won't act on their own unless she speaks up.

"You two go out first."

"Yan'er..."

"Little Yan'er..."

"What are you two grown men listening to about a girl's illness? Get out of here!" Qingyan glared at each of them.

“He’s a man too.” Lan Zhen pouted, looking aggrieved and unconvinced.

"He's a doctor, not a man!" Qingyan retorted angrily.

The three of them stared at Qingyan. Qingyan was startled and realized she had said something wrong, so she quickly shut up.

Lan Zhen and Yun Xuan reluctantly left.

"Does Young Master Luo have something to say?" Qingyan listened attentively.

Luo Qing nodded, pondered for a moment, and then spoke: "I hope the princess will forgive me for what I am about to say."

After speaking, Luo Qing stood up and bowed deeply: "Luo Qing apologizes to the princess on behalf of His Highness Prince Zhao."

"Lan Zhen? Why is that?" Qingyan asked, puzzled.

"Although this was done by Lan Zhen, I also bear an inescapable responsibility. If I had noticed it earlier, the Ghost Doctor would not have harmed the princess."

Lan Zhen, the Ghost Doctor, and Luo Qing were all increasingly puzzled, but they didn't ask any questions, waiting for Luo Qing to continue.

Luo Qing explained the whole story about the fake pregnancy drug to Qing Yan, especially the treatment method, which she explained in great detail. She even went into the details of the possible trauma of the treatment.

Qingyan gritted her teeth as she listened, especially when she heard about the marrow-cleansing medicine; she wished she could skin Lan Zhen alive and tear him apart.

"Now that things have come to this, I hope the princess will not blame Lan Zhen. The most important thing now is to remove the poison from the princess."

Luo Qing's words were sincere and reasonable, and Qing Yan, after calming down, was also able to distinguish between what was important and what was urgent.

"Then I'll trouble you, Young Master Luo." Qingyan nodded in greeting.

To be frank, this whole affair was caused by Lan Zhen and had nothing to do with Luo Qing. The Immortal Physician, with his compassionate heart, sent his first disciple to treat him—an act of benevolence, but…

"There is still one thing I don't understand, and I hope Young Master Luo can enlighten me."

"Princess, please speak."

"I wonder what the relationship is between Young Master Luo and His Highness Prince Zhao?" Why are you going to such lengths to clean up his mess?

The latter part of the question was not asked aloud, but Luo Qing probably understood the implied meaning.

“He and I have been friends since childhood, and he has saved me several times. It’s a long story, and I will tell you in detail with the princess when I have the chance.” Luo Qing didn’t mince words and explained her connection with Lan Zhen.

Therefore, Luo Qing's tireless efforts are understandable.

Qingyan nodded thoughtfully.