A master of metaphysics is farming.

After the Guanyin statue was moved, the old lady finally felt at ease.

Xiang He gently brushed the face of Guanyin, then lit incense and placed it in the burner.

After she finished speaking last night, the old lady handed her a red cloth bag, saying, "This is for the Taoist priest's incense money. The Taoist priest has worked hard."

Xiang He took it and put it into the cloth bag. "It's what I should do." She sat down and took the old lady's pulse. "The old lady has been plagued by evil spirits recently. Her internal organs are in disarray, and her spirits have weakened a lot."

"The Taoist priest can diagnose illnesses?" The old lady patted her chest. "Those few days I just felt tightness in my chest and my body was so weak I couldn't walk. I really thought I was going to die... Alas..."

Xiang He withdrew her hand, her eyes filled with a gentle smile. "Yesterday, Young Master Wang picked a lot of aster, dried it for three days, and then stewed it with dried longan pulp. The aster has a maximum weight of two qian, and the dried longan pulp has a maximum weight of three qian. It will stew for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

"This is for health?"

"Yes, it nourishes the heart and spleen, calms the mind and improves intelligence, and is suitable for palpitations and anxiety."

Wang Rongxing nodded repeatedly, "I've got it."

Xiang He didn't want to stay any longer. She stood up and straightened her sleeves. "I should go now. I'll come to visit the old lady another day."

"Rongxing, go see them off."

"it is good."

After the two left the courtyard, Wang Rongxing took out another red cloth bag. "Father asked me to prepare this. Although Grandmother gave it to you, I should also give you enough."

With one job and two paychecks, and since it's money for offerings, Xiang He wouldn't refuse.

"Thank you so much, now we can buy some more things for the house."

Wang Rongxing rubbed his hands together. "By the way, when will you hunt big cats again, young lady? The tiger skin you got last time was intact; I really liked it."

Xiang He smiled and said, "I didn't hunt that. It was already dead and I just picked it up."

"Good luck, young lady!"

The two chatted idly as they walked, and when they reached the front hall and saw Guan Yuluo, they remembered that this young lady was still there.

When Guan Yuluo saw Wang Rongxing, her face lit up with a smile. She got up and ran over, "Brother Rongxing, how is Great-Grandma's health? I brought some ginseng back today—"

Wang Rongxing interrupted her directly, "Let the steward take you to the backyard. I have something to say to Miss Xiang."

Watching the two walk away, Guan Yuluo was speechless.

The maid stood by, not daring to speak, until the steward came over to invite her, at which point she realized what was happening and her expression immediately turned gloomy.

What exactly is that woman's relationship with the Wang family?

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As Xiang He was leaving the Wang residence, Wang Rongxing invited her to have lunch together.

"I also asked someone to invite Mr. He. He is your good friend, and naturally, he is also my good friend. I wonder if you would do me the honor?"

Xiang He blinked and paused for a moment, then raised her hand to touch her stomach. "It's not impossible. Are you going to Wanqiu Restaurant?"

"Does the young lady know which restaurant?"

Xiang He slowly followed his steps, "Is that the second young lady of Wanqiu Restaurant inside? I had the pleasure of meeting her once."

"That's quite a coincidence. Yuluo is very popular with my grandmother, so she often comes to visit her."

The two walked along the main road to East Street. The people around couldn't help but be curious about He. She was dressed in coarse clothes, yet she could walk side by side with Wang Rongxing, the young master, and they would occasionally exchange a few words. It was really strange.

One of the older women pursed her lips and whispered, "This girl looks so-so, how did she catch Young Master Wang's eye?"

Another older woman beside her nodded, "Didn't they say a few days ago they were going to take a concubine? Could it be this country girl?"

"You know what, it's actually quite possible!"

Although they were speaking in hushed tones, Xiang He could hear them clearly.

She ended up becoming Wang Rongxing's concubine out of nowhere...

"Let's hurry up..."

She was being followed and talked about all over the streets, and she didn't want the rumors to get too out of control, so she wanted to get away from their sight as soon as possible.

Although Wang Rongxing didn't hear much of what they said, he could guess what they were saying from their expressions, so he hurriedly chased after them.

He hurriedly said, "Miss Xiang, please don't take it to heart. They'll forget about it after a few times."

"I know."

These people are very forgetful as soon as something new comes up, and they immediately start talking about other things.

Xiang He didn't care about any of that. Her most important thing now was to make money. With money, she could buy a house elsewhere and wouldn't have to be harassed by Xiang Lao Si's family every day.

After settling the family in, she was able to focus on finding a way back home.

With something on her mind, she lingered in front of the first-floor door for some time, with many people brushing past her. Xiang He composed herself, concealing her thoughts, and looked up.

"Hmm? Why are you at Chunfeng Tower? Shouldn't you be at Wanqiu Restaurant?"

Judging from Guan Yuluo's repeated calls of "Brother Rongxing," their relationship is not simple. Why would Wang Rongxing come to eat at the neighbor's building?

Wang Rongxing chuckled and led her inside, saying, "There's a dish at Chunfeng Restaurant that Wanqiu Restaurant doesn't have, and Miss Bao likes it."

As soon as the two stepped over the threshold, someone came out to greet them. A middle-aged man in a wide robe respectfully clasped his hands in greeting, "Young Master Wang, Mr. He is already waiting in the room."

"Oh dear, we're too slow."

The shopkeeper led the way, and the two walked up the stairs, where they happened to see another familiar figure ahead of them.

Jiang Xinyue wore a yellow and white striped dress, which made her look energetic and her face was as rosy as a peach blossom.

She smiled gently, and her expression was lively. "Brother has arrived. Is this Miss Xiang from last time?"

Wang Rongxing nodded. "Would Xinyue like to dine with us?"

"Then Xinyue will shamelessly come along."

The two made the decision happily, leaving Xiang He caught in the middle, wondering what their relationship was...

The relationships among the nobility are truly intricate and complex...

She had a guess in mind. As soon as she entered the room, she saw He Suian brewing tea by the tea table, with Xing Ji waiting beside him, looking quite relaxed.

Xiang He walked straight over and sat down opposite him. "Sir, you've arrived quite early."

"Young Master Wang's men arrived early, so I came to wait for you. Is everything finished?"

“It’s done,” Xiang He said, picking up the teacup in front of her and taking a sip. It was slightly too hot for her mouth, so she put it down. “Let me tell you about the dosage of aster. After drying, the dosage should not exceed one mace (approximately 3 grams) at a time. Too much is not good.”

"I've noted it down. Are there any medicinal herbs that I should avoid?"

"There's nothing to hide, but pairing it with Water Sword Grass would be better for your maternal grandfather. He should drink some to strengthen his foundation and build up his health. If there's an opportunity later, I can take your maternal grandfather's pulse."

He Sui'an picked up his teacup and slowly blew away the floating tea leaves. "There will always be an opportunity."

"Miss Xiang also understands pharmacology?" Xiang He looked up, and Jiang Xinyue looked apologetic. "I didn't mean to overhear you two talking, it's just..."

Xiang He nodded slightly, "I only know a little."

Seeing that she didn't mind, Jiang Xinyue sat down as well, and the group chatted for a while until all the dishes were served.

There were six dishes on the table, with the one in the middle being the most eye-catching.

Jiang Xinyue picked up her chopsticks and placed a piece on Xiang He's plate. "This is Chunfenglou's famous dish, Pearl Duck. Miss, please try it and see if it suits your taste."

"Thank you."

Xiang He picked it up and took a bite; it was indeed delicious and fresh.

But before she could pick up another piece, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest, "Ugh!"

The chopsticks fell to the ground. She clutched her chest with her right hand, the sharp pain intensifying, a chilling sensation rising from her spine downwards—

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood stained the delicious food before them, and the four of them exclaimed in shock, "Miss Xiang!"

He Sui'an sat down beside her, ignoring the chopsticks in his hand as he helped her up, "What's wrong?"