Hearing such an outlandish story seriously recounted by a young miss, Divine Physician Li very much wanted to rebuke it as nonsense, but having earlier declared he’d seen all sorts of strange things, he couldn’t very well slap himself in the face.

Divine Physician Li held back and said nothing.

The young woman asked with a pale face, “Divine Physician, have I encountered something evil?”

Divine Physician Li was stumped by the question.

He was a divine physician, not a charlatan fortune-teller.

However, the world was vast and full of wonders—what he hadn’t seen didn’t necessarily not exist…

Divine Physician Li’s heart stirred as he asked, “When you returned from Jinsha and stayed overnight in Nanyang City to wander to Prince Zhennan’s abandoned residence, what date was it?”

“The third day of the third month.” Luo Sheng said in a casual tone as if she knew nothing.

Divine Physician Li’s heart shook.

He remembered clearly that twelve years ago on the third day of the third month was the day Prince Zhennan’s entire household was exterminated, and also the day Princess Qingyang was married off.

At that time, he had already left Prince Zhennan’s manor. Because the medicine he was researching had reached a critical stage and he couldn’t rush over to congratulate them, he had even entrusted someone to send a congratulatory gift.

At this moment, Divine Physician Li almost believed what Luo Sheng had just said, though reason kept him harboring some doubt.

Could it be that ghosts and spirits truly existed, and through some fated destiny, Princess Qingyang’s soul had formed a connection with the young miss before him…

Seeing Divine Physician Li’s expression shift unpredictably, Luo Sheng sighed inwardly.

She had thought it through carefully—now was not yet the time to completely reveal everything to Divine Physician Li.

If she told the truth, he would only have two choices: believe or not believe.

If he didn’t believe, it would be even harder for her to prove herself. Moreover, once it reached Grand Commander Luo’s ears, she would likely be burned alive.

She couldn’t take that risk.

These words mixed with truth and falsehood—even if Divine Physician Li sent people to Nanyang to investigate again, they wouldn’t find any flaws.

When returning to the capital from Jinsha, she had indeed explored Prince Zhennan’s old residence at night. And from Hong Dou’s account, she learned that when leaving the capital for Jinsha, they had also briefly stayed in Nanyang City.

Supposedly, Miss Luo had discovered an exceptionally handsome young man entering the city and chased after him, only unfortunately never finding the person later…

Telling Divine Physician Li these things was a half-true, half-false explanation of the prescriptions’ origins. Whether Divine Physician Li believed it or not, from now on he would certainly treat her differently from others.

Perhaps one day when the time was ripe, the Divine Physician would finally confirm she was Princess Qingyang.

Luo Sheng admitted she was scheming, but carrying heavy burdens and walking a thorny path, she couldn’t afford to still be that carefree and noble princess.

She was no longer Princess Qingyang.

“Little miss, is everything you just said true?” Divine Physician Li’s gaze was piercing as he stared intently at Luo Sheng.

Luo Sheng smiled bitterly. “To be honest with the Divine Physician, sometimes I can’t tell truth from falsehood myself, as if I’m dreaming…”

Divine Physician Li was silent for a long while, then said seriously, “Don’t speak carelessly of these things to others in the future.”

The young woman across from him said with distress, “I didn’t dare speak of it originally. It was only because the Divine Physician asked about the prescriptions’ origins that I mentioned it.”

Divine Physician Li huffed through his beard.

So it was his fault? This little slip of a girl was quite skilled at turning things around.

Looking at it this way, he needn’t worry after all.

After eating a lotus root powder osmanthus cake, Divine Physician Li rose leisurely. “This old man is returning home. Little miss, take care of yourself.”

“I’ll see the Divine Physician out.” As Luo Sheng spoke, she beckoned to Kou’er who was guarding the courtyard gate.

Kou’er understood and quickly ran into the small kitchen.

“No need to see me out.” Divine Physician Li refused, then suddenly saw the little maid hurrying over carrying a food box and involuntarily slowed his steps.

Luo Sheng took the food box from Kou’er’s hands. As she accompanied Divine Physician Li toward the courtyard gate, she said with a smile, “I prepared some pastries for the Divine Physician, along with two jars of homemade plum sauce.”

Pastries? Plum sauce?

Divine Physician Li’s spirits lifted, though his face remained calm and indifferent. “What’s the point of preparing these things?”

He was a dignified Divine Physician—was he someone who lacked food?

Luo Sheng smiled. “I know the Divine Physician doesn’t care for such things. It’s just this junior’s small token of appreciation. I hope you won’t disdain it.”

The Divine Physician liked sweets. Back then, because he ate too many of the pastries she made and got indigestion, she had specially developed stomach-strengthening pills…

“Since that’s the case, this old man will accept them.” Divine Physician Li reluctantly nodded.

After walking out of the courtyard gate, Divine Physician Li reminded her, “Miss Luo need not see me further.”

Luo Sheng stopped while carrying the food box and said politely, “Divine Physician, please go slowly.”

Divine Physician Li waited, but seeing no reaction from her, coughed and said, “Just hand the food box to Zhao Da.”

Wasn’t it prepared for him? Why was she still clutching the food box?

No sense at all!

Only after the servant waiting outside the courtyard gate took the food box did Divine Physician Li quicken his pace.

“He’s coming out, the Divine Physician is coming out!”

“Look quickly, the servant following the Divine Physician has an extra box in hand!”

“Is it a medicine box?”

“Are you blind? Can’t you see the Divine Physician is carrying the medicine box himself?”

“Don’t you all think the box the servant is carrying looks like a food box?”

“A food box? You mean the Divine Physician came out of the Grand Commander’s manor carrying a food box?”

This speculation was hard for people to believe.

But soon Divine Physician Li got into his carriage and disappeared from everyone’s view.

Returning to his residence, Divine Physician Li had a pot of clear tea in his left hand and a plate of pastries in his right, sighing contentedly.

Speaking of it, that Luo girl was much more sensible than that Prince Kaiyang youngster.

Prince Kaiyang really was no good.

Divine Physician Li was satisfied after eating his fill, Wei Han was satisfied his illness had hope of being cured, and Luo Sheng was even more satisfied having repaid the favor.

As for all those watching the excitement who couldn’t figure anything out and were nearly suffocated by curiosity, no one was responsible for them.

Curiosity has risks; gossip requires caution.

In the following days, Luo Sheng focused her main energy on the wine tavern, while having Kou’er quietly inquire about the situation at the Marquis of Changchun’s manor.

The Lin family maintained upright household traditions, and her eldest nephew didn’t worry her for now. What her eldest sister left behind—a son and daughter—was what she needed to focus on next.

Meanwhile, Shi Yan had led a group of subordinates these past days until their legs nearly broke off. The matter Wei Han had instructed him to handle finally had a slight lead.

The young guard’s feelings about this lead were complicated. After thinking it over repeatedly, he could only return first to ask for instructions.

“There’s news?” Wei Han hadn’t seen any sign of Shi Yan for quite a while. Seeing him appear before him, his mood relaxed slightly.

After the Divine Physician’s acupuncture treatment, he hadn’t experienced that kind of involuntary terrible situation again.

And precisely because of this, he appreciated even more the value of good health.

This strange illness that at its lightest let him be teased by a young miss and at its worst could cost him his life—it absolutely had to be cured.

“This subordinate inquired in many directions and finally learned of one white goose that perhaps meets the requirements, only—”

“Don’t waste words.” Wei Han said coolly.

“That white goose is raised by Miss Luo!” After Shi Yan finished speaking, he quickly glanced at Wei Han.

Truthfully, he felt a bit sympathetic toward his master. How had he fallen into Miss Luo’s hands again?

She dared sell a dagger for three thousand taels, dared sell a bowl of noodles for one hundred taels—so what about a white goose raised for over ten years?

And Wei Han, after hearing Shi Yan’s words, suddenly felt his eyes hurt again, like the feeling of having chili powder thrown in them.

No, perhaps it was a headache.