Having been with the young lady for many years, she knew very well that when Ming Wuyou was thinking about something, he was most afraid of being disturbed by other people's noises.
After a long time, Ming Wuyou sighed. He couldn't figure it out and had to give up temporarily.
"Caiyue, bring me that nanmu box." Ming Wuyou ordered.
"yes."
Caiyue quickly brought the thing to Ming Wuyou. On the red velvet cloth, an exquisite jade boat as long as a thumb lay quietly there.
"I remember, I have a bunch of Nanyang Dongzhu the size of rice grains, right?" Ming Wuyou asked Caiyue while picking up the jade boat with slender jade fingers and placing it in the palm of his hand to look at it.
This thing was given to her by him as a thank you for saving her life.
"Here he is." Caiyue quickly found Ming Wuyou.
Ming Wuyou carefully put the Dongzhu necklace through the hole on the bow of the jade boat, made it into a necklace and put it on his neck.
She held the jade boat with her hand, recalling the days in her past life when Murong Yu held her in his hand and doted on her, the corners of her lips curved slightly.
Don't rush yet.
After she settled the affairs of Fu Rou and Yun's family, she would think carefully about how to deal with Murong Yu!
…
In a large house in Jingxiang in the south of the city, two people were sitting in the octagonal pavilion.
"Brother, I found my sister!" The young man who spoke was seventeen or eighteen years old, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and sharp features. When he spoke, his eyes were shining with excitement like stars, "She is so well-behaved and beautiful. I will take her with you tomorrow."
Is it okay if she comes to see you?!"
"So fast?"
Opposite the young man, sat a young man dressed in white.
His eyes were covered with a piece of white silk. The tail of the white silk was swaying gently in the night wind. His nose and lips looked very similar to that of a young boy.
It's just that the whole person is peaceful, elegant, and refined, two completely different temperaments.
The young master said calmly: "Bloodline matters are not trivial and should not be taken carelessly. Don't be deceived."
"She has a token!" The young man came to the young master's side and said cautiously: "And the time, Wen Po, are all right!"
"Really?" The young master pursed his lips, and the expression on his face did not change slightly, making it difficult to tell what he was thinking.
The young man frowned and asked: "Brother, what do you mean by 'really'?"
"It's nothing." Young Master said quietly, "I just think it's too easy."
The young man laughed loudly, "I have put so much effort into it, but it has become easy in the eyes of the elder brother? Really - by the way, elder brother, I heard that you are going to ask the Jiangzhou doctor Ming Wuyou to treat your eyes?"
The young master responded calmly: "Yes."
"Why are you looking for her?" The young man frowned, with some repulsion in his eyes: "Sister, tell me, that Ming Wuyou was disobedient and unfilial, and sent his own father to prison."
"They don't even care about the laws of nature and human relations. Such people have poor moral character and their medical skills are probably not much better!"
"Brother, let me help you find another doctor in Jiangzhou!"
The young master said quietly: "In Jiangzhou, her medical skills are the best and most famous."
"That's okay."
The young man didn't really have much hope in his heart. After all, even the imperial doctor in the capital was helpless. What could a Jiangzhou girl, Fianzi, do?
But after all, the big brother’s eyes are important, so let’s treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
The young man was thinking to himself, his eyes fell on the young master, and he saw him holding the tea cup and sipping lightly, his movements were elegant and pretty, a bit dazzling.
The young man sighed loudly: "Good brother, you look like this. If you don't tell others that you are the eldest son of Prince Zhan's Mansion, they might think you are a rotten scholar."
The young master ignored him and stood up to leave.
The young man hurriedly caught up and said, "Brother, when will I arrange for my sister to come over to see you?"
The young master's voice was clear and distant, carried by the night wind: "It's up to you."
…
Jiangzhou Hotel
Candlelight dances on the glass table.
Murong Yu sat at the large table and looked at what Leng Xiao brought up.
Leng Xiao said in a deep voice: "Jiangzhou is completely dark, and no one is clean. Your Highness, when are we going to do it?!"
"The time has not come yet." Murong Yu threw the letter away casually, stood up and walked to the inner hall: "Have the Yun family arrived?"
"Back to Your Highness, the Prince of War and the Fourth Young Master have arrived and are living in a house in the south of the city." Leng Xiao replied seriously: "The Prince of War has not left home, and the Fourth Young Master met Fu Rou from the Ming family two days ago.
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"In the past few days, the Fourth Young Master has been going to Fu Rou's place every day. It seems that Fu Rou is the person they are looking for, and they also want to arrange to meet Prince Zhan in the near future."
Murong Yu sneered: "Fu Rou."
This woman, in her previous life, rebelled by helping Prince Ning gain military power, causing everyone in Prince Zhan's palace to die tragically.
In this life, whether it was to be loyal and not be harmed by traitors, to protect the stability of the country, or just to avenge the past life, he could not let her get her wish.
"Leng Xiao, when will Yun Si plan to bring Fu Rou to see Prince Zhan?"
"Not sure yet." Leng Xiao replied: "As soon as I find out the news, I will report it to Your Highness."
…
There is no need for Ming Wuyou to keep an eye on the affairs of the Ming family shipyard every day. She has been taking care of the business for many years, so she naturally has very trustworthy people under her to help her with things.
In fact, most of her time is spent in the medical clinic.
In the modern life, she holds doctorate degrees in medicine and engineering.
She prefers medicine, and saving lives and helping the wounded is her lifelong dream.
It's just that her family wanted her to take the road of traveling by car and boat. She followed their wishes, but she wasn't happy about it.
After being pregnant, she has more choices.
When she was two years old, she told her grandfather that she wanted to study medicine. Her grandfather loved her and let her do it.
When she was eight years old, she built Baishantang Medical Center to practice medicine and save people.
Just like its name, Baishantang is the most poor-friendly medical center in Jiangzhou. Its medical skills and attitude in caring for patients are well-known.
Every year when spring is cool and autumn is cold, she will also give some homemade medicines to prevent and treat colds and colds to poor people.
She was always willing to lend a helping hand to those suffering from illness when she was able.
The reputation of medical fairy also spread like wildfire.
In her previous life, the people of Jiangzhou learned that she was going to Beijing with the regent and would become a princess, and they all said that she had accumulated good fortune through her good deeds.
It's a pity that she didn't become a princess in the end.
In my previous life, I spent a lot of time practicing medicine and saving people, but I had no time to spend with my loved ones.
In this life, she wants to spend more time with her grandfather.
Ming Wuyou would go to Baishan Hall every morning, and stay with the old man in the afternoon and evening, talking and eating with him.
The old man's sadness caused by Fu Rou gradually faded away under Ming Wuyou's obedient company.
At night, Ming Wuyou waited for his grandfather to fall asleep before returning to his Wuyou Pavilion.
Caiyue stepped forward and said: "Miss, the nobleman from Beijing has sent me a message and wants to make an appointment with you to go to the south of the city for medical treatment tomorrow."
"What time?"
"morning."
Ming Wuyou smiled lightly: "But go to bed early tonight and recuperate." This chapter has been completed!