Rebirth of the Exclusive Herbalist

Su Qingqi nodded firmly and said in a firm voice, “Yes, please help me, Prince!”

After saying this, she became extremely nervous and anxious. She clenched her hands tightly under her sleeves and waited with bated breath.

Zhao Xiran turned his head to look at Su Qingwan and asked, “Wan’er, what do you think?”

Su Qingwan pondered for a while, then looked up at her third sister. Seeing her plump cheeks and healthy, rosy complexion, she answered the question irrelevantly: “Third sister, is your childhood disease cured?”

She remembered her mother saying that her third sister was born with a disease, and even if she grew up, she would still be thin and weak, and her complexion would never be as healthy and rosy as it is now.

The strange thing is that my mother didn’t notice it.

In fact, Su Qingqi’s figure became plump because she ate and drank well in the past two or three months since coming to Kyoto.

Hearing Su Qingwan’s question, Su Qingqi’s heart skipped a beat, and she knew she couldn’t hide it any longer, so she could only admit, “It’s fine.”

“Did you drink the medicinal soup you made yesterday?”

Su Qingwan thought about the delicious medicinal soup she had yesterday and the changes in her body, especially the fact that the imperial physician said that her uterine coldness had eased a lot, so she couldn’t help but ask more questions.

If she uses the medicinal soup made by her third sister to regulate her body, she won’t have to worry about not being able to get pregnant after I get better.

It was also because she was too careless. She remembered that when she was young, her mother said that she was in good health. But she didn’t expect that she wouldn’t get pregnant for a year after marrying Prince Zhao Xiran. After the imperial physician examined her, she found out that she had inexplicably contracted a serious uterine cold.

So it must be human.

But she had always been very careful and didn’t know how she got into trouble.

The medicine prescribed by the imperial physician was not very effective and needed to be taken for several years in a row. However, the medicine soup prepared by the third sister was surprisingly effective. If possible, she wanted to keep the third sister by her side for a while.

“No, the ingredients are different.” Su Qingqi shook her head and denied, “It was my first time making the pot of medicinal soup yesterday. I’m afraid I won’t be able to make it again.”

“Is there any medicine to cure a uterine cold?” Su Qingwan asked impatiently, looking nervous.

Zhao Xiran also looked at Su Qingqi with burning eyes.

“have!”

Su Qingqi hesitated for a moment before nodding. The “Food Classic” contains medicinal foods for various diseases, but unfortunately, the “Food Classic” is inherited through blood. The higher the purity of the blood, the more complete the inheritance of the “Food Classic”, and the content is completely engraved in the soul.

Su Qingqi is the person who obtained the complete inheritance. She once suspected that her ancestor was a cultivator in a novel; otherwise, how could there be such a mysterious blood inheritance. However, after she studied “The Book of Food”, she gave up this guess.

Everyone in their family lived to be over a hundred years old without any illness or pain, and the oldest lived to be over 180 years old. They had no other means of preserving their lives, which was far different from the lifespan of cultivators in novels.

As for the auxiliary techniques, no one could learn them because no two ingredients were the same, just like there were no two identical leaves in the world. Every time she made medicinal soup, the auxiliary techniques she used were automatically corrected by the “Food Classics”. If she told others about it, no one would believe it.

This is also the reason why their family has been able to continue for thousands of years.

After she inexplicably traveled through time, even if she had a child in the future, the body was not hers. Without their family bloodline, the inheritance of the “Food Sutra” would be cut off. After all, the “Food Sutra” without auxiliary exercises would not have any additional effects.

“Then, third sister, can you give the recipe for treating uterine colds to Aunt Zhao?” Su Qingwan was surprised but a little embarrassed when she asked.

Su Qingqi smiled bitterly. “Big sister, it’s not that I’m hiding it and don’t want to pass it on to others, but if I give it to others, they won’t be able to achieve the additional effect. This should be my special ability. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Minglan. I taught her before.”

Now is the best time to explain clearly.

Minglan nodded quickly to prove it: “It’s true. The young lady once taught me how to make medicinal soup. The taste and effect of the soup are almost the same as those made by the chef.”

“Is that so…” It would be a lie for Su Qingwan to say she wasn’t disappointed.

Zhao Xiran originally had some selfish thoughts and wanted to ask the Third Sister for the recipe for the medicinal soup, but he gave up the idea when he saw that it was impossible. According to Nanny Zhao, there was nothing special about the ingredients of Third Sister’s medicinal soup, and she even remembered the order in which they were put. The only weird thing was that Third Sister needed to stir the soup when making it, and the longer it took, the worse Third Sister’s complexion would be. He thought there was some secret method, but he didn’t expect it to be related to the Third Sister’s special ability.

Pity.

“How about this? I’ll have my eldest uncle write a letter to my parents-in-law to explain the matter, and my third sister will stay in the mansion for a while to make medicinal soup to help Wan’er treat her cold uterus.”

It’s better to delay it first. Su Qingqi nodded repeatedly: “Then I’ll trouble my brother-in-law.”

“As for the third sister, you want to stay in Kyoto, not get married, and live a quiet life. But I’m afraid it’s not easy to do. Our dynasty has laws that, when parents are still alive, their children’s marriage is decided by the parents. If a girl is over 20 and still unmarried, she can either become a nun and live with the Buddha or be forced to marry by the court.” Zhao Xiran spoke slowly.

Su Qingqi’s heart was suddenly chilled to the bone, and her eyes were filled with shock.

This is so ridiculous. Why does the Daqing Dynasty have such perverted laws?

“What about the man?” Su Qingqi blurted it out for no apparent reason.

Zhao Xiran raised his eyebrows and said leisurely, “There is no such law for men.” What he meant was that even if a man never married in his entire life, the imperial court would not care.

Su Qingqi was sad and angry. It’s so unfair!

Su Qingwan covered her mouth and chuckled, glancing at her husband. Her husband was so bad.

“So, third sister, it’s better for you to attend the Hundred Flowers Banquet with sister Xinrou. There are many young talents at the banquet. Even if you don’t have that intention, it’s good to see them.” Su Qingwan continued to persuade.

“Okay! I’ll participate.” Su Qingqi was helpless. She originally thought that after saving her elder sister and getting her brother-in-law’s promise, she could fulfill her wish. She didn’t expect that the Daqing Dynasty had such a perverted law.

Are you really looking for a golden thigh?

Maybe this Hundred Flowers Banquet will give her a chance.

It was already 9 o’clock when Su Qingqi came out of her eldest sister’s yard. She met her second sister, Su Qinghan, who came to visit her eldest sister. The two of them just greeted each other briefly and then went in opposite directions.

Su Qinghan was particularly anxious at this time. Her eldest sister’s poison had been cured, which meant that they had no reason to stay in Kyoto. This was not good news, so she planned to offer herself to regulate her eldest sister’s body and stay in the Marquis’ Mansion at the same time.

As long as she stayed, she would have the opportunity to attend the Hundred Flowers Banquet.

Little did she know that she was already a step too late.

If Su Qinghan had not had the dirty intention of watching someone die without helping, perhaps she would have received the gratitude of the entire Su family by now. She thought that after Su Qingwan was gone, the Su family would have vigorously trained her and might even have registered her under the name of her stepmother, Han. It can only be said that Su Qinghan knew too little about the governor and Han.

After the poison on the Crown Prince’s wife, Su Qingwan, was removed, some changes took place in the entire Wuchang Marquis’ Mansion. More smiles appeared on everyone’s faces, sweeping away the previous low pressure.

Since she promised her elder sister to help her with her uterine cold, Su Qingqi avoided her second sister every day to make medicinal soup and medicinal food for her elder sister. With the protection of her elder sister and Zhao Xiran’s brother-in-law, no one knew that Su Qingqi was the hero behind all this.

As for Su Qinghan, she was secretly relieved when she learned that she could stay. In order to gain the favor of her elder sister, she had to go to please her elder sister and Princess Xinrou, whom she met from time to time every day.

However, Su Qinghan felt a little sorry when she thought about how she had reluctantly given her secret recipe to help her elder sister recuperate but was rejected. But it was just a pity. Anyway, her elder sister couldn’t have children, so she would have to raise a concubine’s child in the future.

As time passed, Su Qingwan’s complexion became better and better, and she gained a lot of weight on her body and face. The Hundred Flowers Banquet was about to be held.

Su Qingqi is still the same, but more confident. She doesn’t try to minimize her presence, like before. However, Su Qinghan is a little anxious because Princess Xinrou and her elder sister have not agreed to let her attend the Hundred Flowers Banquet.

“Miss, you don’t know that the second lady has been getting very anxious these days.” Minglan was fanning her own girl while gossiping with a smile.

Su Qingqi finished her ice bowl and wiped her mouth while saying nonchalantly, “Second sister takes the Hundred Flowers Banquet too seriously.”

“All the young talents at the Hundred Flowers Banquet are from top families. If one of them takes a fancy to you, it will be a step toward success. Back then, the eldest daughter was noticed by the eldest brother-in-law at the Hundred Flowers Banquet.” Minglan had obviously gathered a lot of information, and she spoke very coherently.

Apart from being a marriage of interest, the union of Su Qingwan and Zhao Xiran can be said to be a marriage of mutual love.

Su Qingqi smiled, quite self-aware: “Not everyone has the good luck of my elder sister. Of course, in addition to luck, beauty and strength are also needed. What your girl lacks most is strength, and my appearance can only be considered above average, so we are just going to the Hundred Flowers Banquet to see it for ourselves.”

“But doesn’t the girl know how to make all kinds of medicinal soups? This alone is enough to replace several of theirs.” In Minglan’s heart, her girl is the best, and no one can compare to her.

Your girl, I can not only make medicinal soup and medicinal food but also make medicinal pills and medicinal wine. It’s a pity that these can’t be revealed. Su Qingqi silently complained in her heart.

At this time, Governor Su, who was far away in Jiangnan, received a letter from his daughter and son-in-law, sent by his eldest son. After opening it and reading it, Governor Su Yuanhong narrowed his eyes slightly and tapped the table with his fingers. He did not expect that his third daughter was the real hidden talent.

He asked someone to call Han and handed her the letter.

After reading it, Han fell silent.

“Master, Sister Qi…”

“In the future, add 20% to Qingqi’s dowry.” Su Yuanhong said it lightly. Since his third daughter has demonstrated her worth, he, as a parent, will not be stingy.

In the Daqing Dynasty, the richer a woman’s dowry was, the more her family valued her, and her husband’s family would not dare to look down on her.

Han’s face changed slightly. Twenty percent was not a small amount. It was almost comparable to her Wan’er’s dowry. However, when she thought that it was Sister Qi who saved Wan’er, Han didn’t say anything in the end, but she felt complicated.

“Master, what does the 20% apply to? Money, shops, or farms?”

“The two prosperous shops in the capital are indispensable, and the rest can be given to according to you, Madam.”

Han nodded slightly, and she ordered people to make arrangements as soon as she left.

Neither couple mentioned Su Qinghan.

Su Qingqi, who was far away in Kyoto, had no idea that her dowry had become much richer.