Flourishing age's Medical concubine

By the small river outside the village, the river flows quietly across the rich land and meanders to the distance. By the river, a beautiful girl in blue sat leisurely beside the river, with all kinds of fresh medicinal materials in an exquisite bamboo basket.

"Whoosh!" a strong wind came, and the girl sitting on the ground didn't move, as if she hadn't heard it at all. But when the strong wind was about to hit him, he avoided it slightly. At the same time, a few silver lights flashed around.

"Ouch!" an old man in cloth with white hair and beard came out of the woods behind him, with a bright silver needle on his shoulders, wrists and acupoints everywhere. The girl didn't hurt people, so she didn't really stab the acupoints, but the pain was inevitable.

"You unworthy disciple!" the old man shouted angrily, "are you so kind to the master? No big or small!"

The girl turned her head and smiled like the spring breeze, but her words were enough to annoy people. "Master, I told you long ago, give up. You don't have the talent to practice martial arts."

The old man choked with anger. Receiving a stupid disciple can kill you, but receiving a too smart disciple can also kill you. Especially the one in front of me - who can dump Shifu eight streets after three years of martial arts! The old man had to comfort himself that he specialized in medicine, not martial arts. He is a miracle doctor, not a Wulin expert.

"Disciple..." when his eyes turned, the angry old man pulled out a flattering smile.

The girl smiled slightly, "master, what do you want to do?"

"Well..." the old man looked at the disciple with a pinch and said with a smile, "well... Is the disciple going to the city? How about helping the Master bring a roast duck back from the champion building in the city?"

"Roast duck?" the girl blinked and stretched out a pair of hands that were not very detailed but still beautiful. "Take the money."

"Money..." the old man's face suddenly collapsed, and a finger pointed to the girl and kept shaking, "you unfilial disciple, even if you take the needle residue master, you still need to ask me for money for a roast duck?"

The girl snorted: "it's only more than ten miles from the city. The master drank all the money. Maybe he still owes money for wine and doesn't dare to enter the city?"

The old man's face suddenly looked more ashamed and looked at the little apprentice, "Mo'er, good apprentice. Just help save the master... Can't the master be wrong?" he asked nothing but a good mouthful of the cup all his life. "Who made you brew wine and didn't give it to the master?"

The girl sighed and couldn't help touching her forehead. "You've drunk all the peach blossom wine this year. The remaining two jars are for martial uncle. If martial uncle comes back and finds it gone, how can you tell martial uncle?!" she was gnashing her teeth at the end.

The old man looked dull and talked about the scarcity of people in their school. He is the oldest old man, but his status is the lowest. There is a younger martial brother pressing on it, and there is a disciple controlling it below. It's been a hard time.

Glancing up at the sullen disciple, the old man hurriedly said, "speak up, good disciple, Master heard a news in the city yesterday. It has something to do with you."

"What news?" the girl raised her eyebrows.

The old man looked at the disciple proudly, with big words "please me, please me" written in his eyes.

"Master!" the girl clenched her teeth and stared at him in silence.

"OK, OK. I heard that your majesty has married the prince of Jingjiang county." the old man smiled.

The girl stared at him without expression. "What does this have to do with me?"

"Well... Of course, it's because it's said that the object of marriage is Nangong Qing. Does it matter?" the old man smiled at the girl.

"Nangong tilting..." the girl's face changed slightly and stared at the old man in front of her faintly. The old man only felt his scalp numb and quickly turned around and ran away. It's so fast that it doesn't look like an old man over sixty. While running, he didn't forget to look back and say with a smile: "dear Mo'er, you've lived here for years. Won't you forget that you still have a father named Nangong Huai?"

Looking at the figure of the master running away, a trace of spirit flashed through the bottom of the girl's eyes, but soon disappeared. Looking at the bamboo basket in front of me, I couldn't help smiling bitterly, "isn't it? If it wasn't mentioned by master, I really forgot. But... I'm not Nangong Qing, I'm... Nangong mo."

As early as that year, when Shifu and Shishu met her, the real Nangong Qing... Had left the world. She is Nangong Mo, a ghost from another world. Shifu and Shifu saved her. Last year and when she was hairpin, Shishu gave her the word, flawless.

She is Nangong Mo with flawless words.

Originally thought that Nangong family should never remember this legitimate daughter again, and she would never have any contact with Nangong family again. If they don't look for her, it's all right. If they still come, don't blame her ruthlessness. A sharp murderous spirit flashed in Linglong's eyes. Young girl, Nangong Mo thought coldly. Even if she is called flawless, she can't really be a pure and flawless ignorant girl. Nangong Qing is dead, but... She still remembers everything about Nangong Qing.

Well, it's time to go back.

The former residence of Nangong family in Xifeng village is not small, although after the completion of this former residence, Nangong Huai, Duke of the state of Chu, including his family, did not live here for a day. Even these years, I haven't come back to sacrifice my ancestors. However, these simple villagers still tidy up the house for Nangong family.

Nangong Mo did not live in this house, but in a folk house not far from the house. It's not necessary for her to live in such a big house alone, and she's too lazy to be those boring ladies to make pie and get some people back to serve. What's more, her cheap father has long forgotten that she has such a daughter and hasn't even sent back any silver. The steward who comes to collect rent every year even thinks that she, the eldest lady of Nangong family, does not exist. Gradually, people in the village began to spread the rumor that the eldest lady of Nangong family had been expelled from the house by Nangong Huai and didn't recognize her at all. If she hadn't learned medicine from the master and saved the only son of the village head, I'm afraid Xifeng village would have no room for her.

People in this era are not as free as modern people think, even if there is no Internet wanted and no ID card. But no matter where you go, you need the official road guide hundreds of miles away from your village. Besides, master and martial uncle live in seclusion on the mountain not far from Xifeng village. Nangong Mo doesn't want to be too far away from his only two relatives in the world.

Carrying a basket of freshly picked herbs back to the village, sister-in-law Liu came up and said happily, "Miss Mo is back. Are you going to pick herbs again?"

Nangong Mo nodded and said with a smile, "yes, sister-in-law Liu. Pick some medicine and go to the city to change some silver tomorrow."