Lingli also told Zi'an what Ni Rong meant. Zi'an of course knew that Ni Rong meant Lao Qi's intention.
She considered it over and felt that if she stayed in the capital, it would indeed make Old Seventh worried. Moreover, she also wanted to be able to rest assured and take care of her pregnancy, so she agreed to go to Hanshan.
However, when the seventh sister came back from a trip to the palace, she was told that her ancestor asked her to treat the emperor.
"Me?" Zi'an said in surprise.
"That's what she said."
"But I don't know what the emperor's condition is like now. The original illness is difficult to cure, and the poison is backfiring. I'm not sure."
"The ancestors said someone taught you."
"Who?" Zi'an first thought of Old Prince An Ran, "Why didn't the old prince go and treat it himself? Instead, he asked me to go? It's better for me to treat it myself than for him to treat it himself."
Murong Jie took her hand and hugged it in front of him, "It's not the old prince, it's the old prince's master."
Zian covered his mouth, "Doctor Wen Yi?"
Murong Jie nodded, his eyes full of smiles, "Are you happy?"
Zi'an nodded excitedly, "Really? Doctor Wen Yi is coming? When?"
"The ancestor said that we can reach the capital in the next two days." Murong Jie scratched her nose and saw her excited and ecstatic face. "Do you really want to learn from her? Are you really that happy?"
Zi'an said, "Of course, just like when you first went to the battlefield, you were just a small soldier. If you were summoned and taught by the marshal, would you be happy?"
Murong Jie smiled and said, "You want to meet this Doctor Wen Yi so much, which makes me look forward to it. Putting aside the fact that she will be your master, I also want to meet such a legendary figure."
Zi'an spent the next two days buried in books, reading Doctor Wen Yi's letters, for fear that her master would test her when she became his apprentice.
In fact, becoming a disciple was one of the reasons why she was excited. Another reason was that it could be seen from Doctor Wen Yi's notes that most of them were in simplified Chinese. This was also the reason why Old Prince An Ran said that he couldn't understand a lot of them. She should be a fellow villager, and it was very likely that she was the Wen Yi she knew before.
Naturally, Zi'an did not tell Lao Qi the reason for his excitement. Zi'an does not talk about strange things. Although Lao Qi knew her origins, it is not good to talk about these things all the time.
While I was reading a book that day, Hu Huanxi came.
Zi'an had to share this good news with her. After hearing this, Hu Huanxi stared with her eyes wide open for a long time without saying anything. After a while, she finally said, "Someday, I will open a cross-country tour and make money from both sides. That would be fun."
"You're worthy of being a businessman. You talk about your business every other sentence." Zi'an smiled at her.
"Isn't it the same for you as a doctor?" Hu Huanxi said with a smile.
The two talked about their past lives for a while before Zi'an asked, "How's the company doing lately? Dingfenghao is about to go abroad, are you proud?"
"There's nothing to be proud of. In modern times, fighting abroad is nothing." Hu Huanxi said modestly, but his expression did show a hint of pride.
After all, national conditions are different.
"Have those top members of your Hu family calmed down now?"
Hu Huanxi smiled and said, "If they stop doing that, I won't be used to it. If they don't surprise me every day, my heart will stop beating."
"How pitiful!" Zi'an expressed great sympathy.
"What about you? Tell me the story of your dying."
Zi'an really described what happened in detail, just like a storyteller.
Mr. Hu is worthy of being Mr. Hu. After listening, he immediately grasped the key point, "What's going on with this Dragon King Temple? Is there really a Dragon King helping you?"
"I don't know. No one would answer even if I asked." Zi'an simply stopped asking. At least he was able to survive.
For those who have traveled through time, nothing is more bizarre than the experience of soul traveling across time.
"Then what should we do with Prince Nan Huai? Just leave him alone?" Hu Huanxi was a man who believed in cutting the Gordian knot and his style was neat and tidy.
"We can't kill him now. Don't we have the antidote for the life-threatening Gu yet?" Zi'an was also helpless.
"This fate-matching Gu was originally used to harm the prince, but I didn't expect it to be the life-saving straw for Prince Nan Huai in the end. It's really... this world is so stupid."
"I heard from Old Seven that the Empress Dowager forbade us to intervene in this matter, saying that someone would take care of him."
"That's good. If someone takes care of him, no one will care about his trivial matters. I will get angry just by seeing him."
After saying that, she sighed softly.
Zi'an could see that Hu Huanxi looked a little worried, so he asked, "Are you worried about something?"
Hu Huanxi held a ring in his hand, and looked a little hesitant. "Do you know what's going on with the Night King recently?"
"Night King?" Zi'an was startled. "What happened to him? Come to think of it, I haven't seen him since I came back."
Hu Huanxi lowered his head and said, "Nothing much, I just felt that I hadn't seen him for a long time, and I wanted to ask him what he was doing."
Zi'an laughed, "You two are a pair of happy enemies. You always bicker with each other. If he doesn't bother you, are you still itching for trouble?"
"No," Hu Huanxi said with a red face, "It's not like what you said. He and I are not even friends. Didn't he invest in my new project? We are partners, the same as Lord Liang and Princess Liang. This partner is missing, so I have to ask him, right? Stop imagining."
Zi'an stared at her, "No, Huanxi, you can fool others, but you can't fool me. You are obviously interested in him. Is it because you feel that you are just a commoner and he is a prince, and you feel that you are not worthy of him? My God, you are from the modern era, how can you have such thoughts?"
Hu Huanxi stared at her for a long time, "Why do you have such an idea? Do I feel that I am not worthy of him?"
She paused, and waved her hands in annoyance. "Okay, I'm not afraid to tell you clearly. I do like him a little. You probably know the reason. He looks good and is a nice person. But it's not because I feel I'm not worthy of him. On the contrary, I feel he's not worthy of me. Although he is a prince, he is an antique. In our era, he is just a piece of bone, or even a puddle of mud. You want me to fall in love with mud? No!"
This time, it was Zi'an's turn to widen his eyes. "Huanxi, you really are... a new generation of people with new styles. We've come here even though we didn't come. Everyone you see is dead in our time. Are you planning to be single forever?"
"What's the point of being single for life? In modern times, I have no plans to get married."
"You've never had a boyfriend in modern times?"
"Having a boyfriend doesn't mean you have to get married. Marriage is too troublesome. You have to have children and it will hinder your career."
After saying that, she glanced at Zi'an's belly and said, "Luckily you are a princess, you don't have to worry about food and drink, and your family is big, with more than a dozen farms producing rice for you. But if you were to travel through time and space and become a maid, would you be able to fall in love so happily? I'm afraid you won't be able to serve your master well, and you'll be sold to an old man in his seventies or eighties as a concubine."
(End of this chapter)