Reborn as a Merchant Girl, the General's Beloved

Anan stared at her back for a long time before he suddenly remembered that his master Xuanzhi once said that her mother was the most talented person in the world to study medicine. Her silver needle technique had reached perfection, and refining elixirs and medicines was even more of a piece of cake. That was why he stubbornly believed that he could also easily learn silver needles and refine medicines. Grinning, Anan held the box and chased after her. The mother and daughter got on the carriage and went straight to Jin Liu's courtyard.

"Your senior brother is really willing to give it away." Yuan Ruolan glanced at the medicine in her box and smiled.

This was given to her by Jin Zhang on the day she became his apprentice. Anan guessed that this medicine was very precious, but she didn't expect that even her mother praised it, so she approached Yuan Ruolan with a shameless face and asked, "Mother, is this medicine precious?"

Yuan Ruolan didn't say anything, so Nanny Li said, "I heard there are only two in the world."

Anan bared his teeth.

"Are you reluctant to let go?" Yuan Ruolan looked at Anan with a smile. Her daughter's lively expression often added color to her boring life.

"No matter how precious or rare it is, it cannot be worth human life." Anan stroked the box gently and looked at Yuan Ruolan very seriously, "Because everyone is unique in the world."

"It seems that this trip to Qingcheng Mountain to become an apprentice didn't allow her to learn any hard skills, but she did learn some hard skills by heart." Yuan Ruolan couldn't help laughing when she recalled Mingqi's description of his daughter's medical studies as a rotten tree that cannot be carved.

As they were talking, the mother and daughter had already entered the courtyard.

Everyone in the courtyard was waiting anxiously at the door, looking a little messy.

Yuan Ruolan took the medicine box and went into the house alone. Anan held her clothes tightly and his eyes were filled with tears.

"I'm keeping you outside because I have something important to tell you." Yuan Ruolan was rarely so serious. She looked at her daughter and said, "The stock in the clinic has run out these days, and the medicine from outside hasn't arrived yet. I'll write a prescription later. You can have someone deliver the medicine to your home and personally watch over it until it's boiled and sent over!"

Anan felt as if her heart was torn apart. She hated herself for being useless. Tears kept falling, but she still let go of her hands.

Yuan Ruolan looked at her daughter deeply, reached out and touched her head, then turned and went into the house.

The doors and windows of the house were locked, and a faint smell of incense was burning. A slender woman was sitting on a wooden stool in front of the couch, holding the hands of the child on the bed with both hands, her eyes dull. A maid put a wet handkerchief on the child's head, then hid in a corner where the woman could not see her, wiping her tears.

Yuan Ruolan walked over silently and bowed: "I pay my respects to the queen."

Even when her husband was alive, she had never dealt with people in the palace and didn't know how to pay respect to this honorable concubine, so she could only do this.

Concubine Jin turned around, her beautiful eyes were full of tears, and her pale face was covered with tear marks. Her soft figure like a willow swaying in the wind, her natural charm like pear blossoms in the rain, her stunning appearance that made Yuan Ruolan a little dazed for a moment.

She saw Yuan Ruolan's appearance clearly and said calmly, "Where would the Empress be if she left the palace? Madam has risked her life to help you, so you should accept my greeting."

Seeing that she was about to stand up, Yuan Ruolan hurried forward to support her and whispered, "My queen, let me treat the little prince first!"

Concubine Jin then stood up and gave the stool to Yuan Ruolan, standing aside, feeling a little weak, and needed the help of a maid to stand firmly. In fact, the Fourteenth Little was seriously ill, just like the Crown Prince, who had already shown signs of passing away. She knew in her heart that even the Crown Prince and the empress, who were highly respected by everyone, could not cure him with the help of the entire Imperial Hospital, not to mention that the Fourteenth Little couldn't even see an Imperial Doctor.