Zi'an told Rouyao privately that Prince Nan Huai was in prison.
After hearing this, Rouyao looked a little disappointed, "Yeah."
Zi'an asked softly, "Do you want to meet him?"
Zi'an felt that there must be a shadow hidden in Rouyao's heart. She had been hurt. Back then, she panicked and found someone to marry. It seemed that King Nan Huai had given her a great fright. This knot in her heart had to be untied.
Rouyao was silent for a moment, then said, "I don't know, let's wait."
She was not mentally prepared.
Zi'an held her hand and said, "Okay, whatever you want, if you want to see me, then I will. If you don't want to see me, forget it."
Old Prince An Ran checked Murong Jie's injuries and said to Zi An with great appreciation: "Your medical skills are almost as good as mine."
Zi'an was in a good mood and said with a smile, "Don't say that. If my medical skills can be even a fraction of yours, it will be the greatest blessing of my life."
"Hypocrisy, hypocrisy!" Old Prince An Ran pointed out seriously.
"Where? Where?" Zi'an was embarrassed. "In fact, I should call you Master."
"No, I am not your master. At best, you can only call me Senior Brother."
Zian was startled, "What do you mean?"
The old prince smiled mysteriously, "I am considered a disciple of Doctor Wen, so I am more than worthy of being called Senior Brother."
Zi'an's heart was beating fast. "Doctor Wen, are you really willing to accept me?"
"If she didn't want to accept you, why would she give you all her medical books? Although the apprenticeship ceremony has not yet been performed, she has already regarded you as her direct disciple."
In Hanshan, Zi'an also believed so, but no one in authority had ever spoken out, and she did not dare to harbor any delusion. Now that her senior brother, Old Prince An Ran, had said it himself, it must be true. She got excited and bowed to the old prince, "Junior sister greets senior brother."
The old prince laughed and said, "You seem to regret it. Don't worry, the royal aunt has been looking for a direct disciple all her life. You just read a book, but you can use the golden needle technique so skillfully. She will not miss you."
"Aunt Imperial?" Zi'an was a little surprised.
Murong Jie smiled and explained, "The imperial aunt that the old prince mentioned is Doctor Wen Yi."
Zi'an quickly said, "Oh, I know, I know."
Zi'an knew a little about the Daliang royal family.
However, she wanted to know more about the master she admired, so she pestered Old Prince An Ran to tell her about Doctor Wen Yi.
This talk lasted for several hours. Zi'an listened with great interest, while Murong Jie fell asleep. In fact, he also took a nap and hadn't finished talking when he woke up.
Zi'an held his chin with his hand, looking fascinated, "So, in this case, Doctor Wen Yi has passed away for three lifetimes?"
I don’t know if there is a Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms in Daliang.
What old Prince An Ran said were things that outsiders did not know. He indeed regarded her as the direct disciple of Doctor Wen Yi.
"I don't know when I can see her again." Zi'an said.
She was really anxious and wanted to become someone else's disciple.
Every profession has its own expertise. She wanted to learn more about Chinese medicine. Moreover, she had only learned the basics of acupuncture, but she was so good at it. If she studied it more deeply, she would be even more amazing.
"Don't worry. If she wants to see you, she will show up. Let me tell you about her rules first." Old Prince An Ran said with a smile.
Zi'an sat up straight, as serious as a primary school student listening to a lecture, "Okay, you tell me what rules she has. I will follow them no matter what they are."
Old Prince An Ran said: "Her rules are not many, just the same, if you learn medicine from her, you must have a righteous heart and treat everyone equally. Even if a heinous person comes to you for medical treatment, you must treat him."
This is similar to modern medicine. Even if an unforgivable murderer is sent to the hospital, we cannot just leave him alone. He must be saved.
"Know."
Old Prince An Ran looked at her with a smile, "Girl, this is not easy to do. In other words, if it weren't for the same fate Gu, would you have tried your best to save Prince Nan Huai?"
Zi'an was slightly startled and looked at Murong Jie. Murong Jie had his eyes closed, but after hearing what Old Prince An Ran said, he raised his eyelids and looked at Zi'an intently.
Zi'an didn't know how to answer for a moment. To be honest, if it weren't for the fate-sharing Gu, she would definitely not save Lao Ba. In fact, she wanted to kill him so much, so how could she be willing to do her best to save him
"As a doctor, sometimes you shouldn't mix in too many personal feelings."
Murong Jie said, "If some people deserve to die, save them first and then kill them."
The Regent has always been simple, rough and direct.
"Brother, can you do it?" Zi'an asked.
"Me?" Old Prince An Ran smiled faintly, "If I can do it, I won't call her Auntie Huang, but Master directly."
Zi An asked herself, if old Prince An Ran had not used Prince Nan Huai as an example, she might have agreed without hesitation. However, he was the one who hurt her and Old Seventh, and she hated him in her heart. If they were not destined to share the same fate, how could she be willing to save him
"I don't understand why we should save the heinous criminals?"
Old Prince An Ran sighed softly, "There is a reason for this. It was Aunt Huang's personal experience back then."
He took a cup and poured tea, took a sip, and sighed softly, "This is the biggest regret in her life. It is also because of this that she established this rule."
Zi'an and Murong Jie both straightened their expressions and listened to him.
"About thirty-five years ago, a murder occurred in Daliang. Strictly speaking, it was not just one case, but several. All the victims were young girls who had just come of age and were about to get married when they were brutally murdered. Before they died, these girls had been sexually assaulted and their index fingers had been cut off. After the case occurred, the court attached great importance to it and asked the Jingzhao Yamen to investigate as soon as possible and asked the Ministry of Justice to cooperate. The Ministry of Justice finally locked in the suspect, who was a doctor in the capital. This doctor was missing an index finger, and before these girls were murdered, this doctor had visited them to treat their bodies. At that time, the Ministry of Justice arrested him and interrogated him, but he denied it. He denied all the crimes he committed. However, a disciple from the clinic testified that he had seen him go out at night, and his wife also confirmed that he had gone out on the night of each girl's death, and when he came back, he was covered in blood. His wife found it strange and hid one of the bloodstained clothes. When the officials went to search, they found the clothes and verified that there was evidence. However, he refused to confess. The Ministry of Justice was furious and tortured him until he was only half dead. At that time, my father asked about the case and checked all the files one by one. It was confirmed that there was no injustice, so the Ministry of Justice sentenced him to death by chariot.
The old prince paused and sighed, "My father will regret this for the rest of his life."
Murong Jie knew that the punishment of quartering was extremely cruel and would never be used on anyone who was not an unforgivable criminal.
Although Zi'an felt that there was something fishy going on, she couldn't understand why Doctor Wen Yi was responsible for this matter. However, she didn't ask and just waited for Old Prince An Ran to continue.
(End of this chapter)