Tang Cheng, who was recording with his head down, heard the voice of the Marquis' father, looked over, a little surprised that the Marquis' father came over so quickly, and asked with concern.
"Dad, you finished your meal so quickly, are you full?"
"Dad is full."
Marquis Nanyang was very touched by his care for his precious daughter. Now that his precious daughter had grown up and was caring about her father, Marquis Nanyang was very happy.
Of course, he would not say that he had eaten a combat meal in order to be able to see his future son-in-law being cooked.
This kid Wen Huaian was actually staring at Cheng'er in a daze just now, and Marquis Nanyang felt a little proud.
He knew that his precious daughter was the best, and this boy was really lucky.
"Cheng'er, are you taking notes?" Nanyang Hou walked to Tang Cheng and looked at the crooked words on the paper. The corner of his eye twitched. He secretly wondered whether he should hire a female teacher with good calligraphy to teach his daughter. But when he thought about the fact that his precious daughter had never liked and hated learning, he gave up the idea.
"Yeah, I'll have to keep a record so I don't have to worry about it when I make the potion."
Tang Cheng made no secret of the fact that he used the child's father as a guinea pig in his experiments.
Nanyang Hou glanced at Wen Huaian in the big vat and said with a smile: "Cheng'er, you are right. You can gradually increase the dosage of the medicine to see how much he can bear."
Thinking of the torture he had experienced, Marquis Nanyang glanced at Wen Huaian who was comfortably soaking in the potion and felt even more displeased.
"Prince Wen, the strengthening potion is so precious that it is impossible to use it on others. I have to inconvenience you."
Wen Huaian in the big vat: "…"
It turned out that his previous bad premonition was not an illusion. The Marquis of Nanyang was going to make trouble for him.
"I'm not wronged. What the Marquis said is absolutely right."
Marquis Nanyang nodded with satisfaction.
Old doctor: “…”
When Nanny Gao and Nanny Cao, who was in charge of the fire, heard what Marquis Nanyang said, they looked worried.
Marquis Nanyang has played an indispensable role in making Fourth Miss Tang so capable.
Tang Cheng felt that what his father the Marquis said made a lot of sense, so he turned around to comfort and encourage Wen Huaian.
"Don't worry. There's a saying that goes, 'Those who have endured the most hardships will become the best.' When you finish soaking in the potion, you will be reborn, in great shape, and have an appetite so good that you can eat a pig."
Nanyang Hou gave a thumbs up and praised: "Cheng'er is becoming more and more talented in writing."
At this moment, Marquis Nanyang had obviously forgotten what Tang Cheng had said when he was making the potion.
Wen Huaian's mouth twitched: "..."
He can no longer look directly at the word "literary talent".
Nanyang Hou was a third-rank official, but unexpectedly, he was so unreliable in front of Tang Cheng.
No one else except Marquis Nanyang would spoil his daughter to such an extent without any principles.
"Dad, I am no longer the person I used to be. You will definitely find out in the future that I am a treasure. The more you dig, the more surprises you will find."
Tang Cheng raised a proud smile. She was the eldest daughter of an aristocratic family who had studied ancient culture. Look, even her father, the Marquis, a pure ancient man, praised her for her literary talent.
Nanyang Hou looked at Wen Huaian and said with a smile: "Prince Wen, as someone who is about to dig for treasure, you are really lucky."
Tang Cheng looked like he was taking advantage of someone.
Wen Huaian was at a loss for words about the father and daughter. Facing the slightly threatening look from Nanyang Marquis, he pulled the corners of his mouth and reluctantly squeezed out a response: "Your Majesty is right. I am indeed very lucky."
Marquis Nanyang showed a satisfied smile.
Of course, what needs to be done still needs to be done. His eyes fell on Madam Cao who was lighting the fire. She was really good at lighting the fire and controlled the temperature very well.
"Cheng'er, Madam Cao was sent by the Duke's wife to serve you. She is not a servant in our house. Let someone else do the job of lighting the fire."
Madam Cao, who was making a fire, had an anxious look on her face.
Tang Cheng didn't care who was in charge of the fire. When he heard that his father the Marquis wanted to change someone, he immediately agreed.
"Listen to Dad."
Wen Huaian's handsome face changed slightly. Here it comes. Marquis Nanyang is going to torment him.
He is now like meat on the chopping board, destined to suffer.
Wen Huaian smiled bitterly in his heart.
"You go and light the fire." Marquis Nanyang looked at Servant B and appointed him as the fire-making servant.
Servant B was confused and responded respectfully.
"Yes, sir."
He walked nervously to the stove and squatted down. Seeing that the flame seemed a little small, he quickly stuffed a few pieces of firewood in, then fanned the fire with a round fan. He was quite scared because he had never burned a fire before. What if he couldn't control the fire and cooked Prince Wen
When Madam Cao saw what Servant B did, she took a deep breath and her face turned pale.
The four maids couldn't bear to look at it.
Poor Prince Wen!
"Well done." Marquis Nanyang looked at Servant B with appreciation and sat on the chair brought by Servant A.
Received praise from Marquis Nanyang, Servant B worked even harder.
Marquis Nanyang smiled happily.
Nanny Cao and Nanny Gao were so horrified watching from the side that they could no longer hold back and speak.
"My Lord, the fire is burning too fiercely. I'm afraid the prince can't bear it."
Wen Huaian, who was in the big vat, felt the water in the vat heating up rapidly, and he wanted to jump out of the vat.
Now I really have become a piece of meat to be cooked.
He must not have been very lucky when he went out today.
Tang Cheng waved his hand indifferently.
"It's okay. I'm going to increase the dosage for him. A strong fire can speed up absorption."
After saying that, Tang Cheng personally went over and poured the medicine into the water. Seeing that Wen Huaian did not submerge his whole body in the water, he frowned his delicate eyebrows.
"Leave your head alone, and submerge everything from the neck down."
Wen Huaian: “…”
This is really horrifying.
But he did it anyway.
Old doctor: “…”
When Marquis Nanyang heard what his beloved daughter said, he looked at Wen Huaian and smiled with glee, then took a sip of tea comfortably. Well, the weather is really nice today.
Time passes by little by little.
Wen Huaian was in dire straits, his whole body was in pain, his handsome face was pale, and big drops of sweat fell from his handsome face into the water.
Tang Cheng asked and recorded Wen Huaian's feelings while encouraging him: "A real man sheds blood but not tears. The pain is nothing to worry about. You will definitely get through it."
Nanyang Hou, who had heard it, coughed lightly and tried hard to hold back his laughter.
"The water is too hot."
Wen Huaian managed to squeeze out a sentence with difficulty. He was almost cooked.
The fireman, B, turned pale and hurriedly pulled out a few burning pieces of wood.
Seeing the miserable condition of the young master, Madam Cao and Madam Gao were about to cry.
Poor prince, you have suffered a lot.
Too hot
Tang Cheng was surprised, he stood up and walked over, and saw the black water in the big vat was steaming...
A little scary.
Tang Cheng: “…”
She quickly turned her face away and coughed lightly.
"No wonder I smelled the aroma of meat just now. It turns out it wasn't my illusion."
"Hurry up and turn down the fire. Pour some cold water in it. Don't let Prince Wen be cooked."
The four maids: "..."
Nanyang Marquis laughed muffledly.
Wen Huaian's whole body was boiling, no, it was scalded red. His face was dark, and he closed his eyes and didn't want to talk.
Looks a bit pitiful.
Nanny Cao and Nanny Gao were heartbroken, but they were just servants and could do nothing about it. They could only watch the Young Master suffer.
Servant B once again pulled out two pieces of firewood that were burning very vigorously, and Servant A went to fetch a bucket of cold water and poured it into the large vat.
The temperature in the vat dropped.
"Zhenzhu, go and pour a glass of honey water for Master Wen." Tang Cheng felt guilty and decided to make amends. After she finished speaking, she looked at Wen Huaian embarrassedly and took out a clean and elegant handkerchief to wipe the sweat off his handsome face.
"Why don't we let Madam Cao light the fire?"
Wen Huaian: “…”
"Um!"
When Madam Cao heard this, she hurried over to light the fire.
This time, Marquis Nanyang said nothing.
This future son-in-law had a good character. Even after being tortured to death, there was no trace of resentment or anger in his eyes. Nanyang Marquis was very satisfied with his cultivation and magnanimity. It seemed that he would not have to worry about his precious daughter being wronged in the future.
Pearl brought a large cup full of honey water.
Tang Cheng personally fed Wen Huaian water.
It can be said to be very thoughtful.
"I've never waited on anyone before. You're the first."
Tang Cheng stared at Wen Huaian with her beautiful almond-shaped eyes, with an expression that seemed to be asking for praise.
Wen Huaian: “…”
“I’m honored!”
Marquis Nanyang felt sour when he saw this and couldn't help but glare at Wen Huaian.
A quarter of an hour later, Wen Huaian, who had completed the last pharmaceutical test, finally came out of the big vat. After the severe pain disappeared, he felt the earth-shaking changes in his body and was stunned.