After much deliberation, the old Taoist priest slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Damn it, let's do it! It's all down to this one tremor anyway!"

"Once we get the money, the two of us will run away immediately."

Ning Yan thought to herself: It's you who ran away, while she has to stay in the capital to see the fate of those who caused the original owner's tragic death.

"Then let's get started. We still have one night..."

"Prepare? Prepare for what?" The old Taoist priest was puzzled.

"You don't want to be wanted either, right? Of course, you should prepare a crime scene so that people think that my master and I were murdered to cover our tracks. Otherwise, if there are wanted posters for us all over the streets, we won't be alive to spend the money."

"Okay, tell me what you need, and I'll get it done."

Ning Yan: "...Never mind, I'll do it myself. I don't trust you to do it."

She left after she finished speaking, leaving the old Taoist priest alone in the temple, turning the millstone in circles.

Ning Yan was gone for several hours, and it was already midnight when she returned.

The old Taoist priest hadn't rested yet. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her return, yawning as he went back to his room.

The next afternoon, the old Taoist priest brought Ning Yan back into the city, and the two were quickly invited into the Ji residence.

Ning Yan was left in the side hall to drink tea and eat snacks, while Ji Wuyou invited the old Taoist priest to the study for a private talk.

Ji Wuyou's first question was whether the old Taoist's medicine was effective for all infertile people.

The old Taoist priest hurriedly replied, "No, women's physical conditions vary, so we can't generalize."

Ji Wuyou replied, "But the Daoist Master promised to sell my wife eight fertility pills. How can the Daoist Master guarantee that she will definitely conceive after taking these pills?"

"So I prepared eight pills for the woman to regulate her body."

I didn't want to sell her the medicine in the first place, but she insisted on buying it. I told her many times that she must have a doctor take her pulse before taking the medicine. If it's simply because she has a cold uterus, she can take my regulating pills to regulate it, and then take the fertility pills to conceive.

Ji Wuyou fell into deep thought. The old Taoist waited for a while and said, "If you don't want my medicine anymore, I'll go back. It was agreed that the deposit would not be refunded. However, I won't cheat your wife out of her money, so I can only give you half of the medicine."

After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he reached for his medicine bottle, but Ji Wuyou stopped him. "Taoist priest, your medical skills are extraordinary. May I take your pulse?"

Old Taoist: Sure enough, they've arrived.

That brat was right.

"Can."

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and took Ji Wuyou's pulse for a long time. As he took it, he couldn't help but click his tongue three times. After that, Ji Wuyou's heart turned ice-cold.

Fortunately, the old Taoist priest finally stopped taking your pulse. "Sir, you've been tricked."

"How so?"

“Your wife was drugged, and you were drugged as well. If it weren’t for this humble Taoist priest, you two would have been childless for the rest of your lives.”

Ji Wuyou hurriedly asked, "Then is there any law governing my body?"

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and sighed, "Difficult, very difficult!"

Ji Wuyou was immediately devastated, as if he had lost his parents.

To everyone's surprise, the old Taoist priest said again, "You're just lucky to have met me. Don't worry, I can cure you!"

Ji Wuyou's eyes lit up instantly.

"Please, Taoist priest, help me!"

"I imagine you've consulted many doctors, but none of them dare to say they can cure you, right?"

Ji Wuyou nodded, blushing. Those quack doctors had no solution whatsoever, but the Taoist priest was the only one who said he could cure her.

"If you can cure my illness, I am willing to offer you a thousand taels of gold."

"Don't rush, your illness is quite complicated. I need a few days to prepare, and the external and internal medicines are all quite precious..."

Ji Wuyou immediately took out a stack of silver notes. "This is the deposit. Please prepare accordingly, Daoist. There is one more thing I would like to discuss with you, Daoist."

The old Taoist priest calmly accepted the money, saying, "Please speak, sir."

Ji Wuyou: "Daoist Master, I would like to purchase the prescriptions for these two medicines from you. How much silver would it cost?"

The old Taoist thought to himself: It's settled!

...

Half an hour later, the master and apprentice were respectfully escorted out by the servants of the Ji family.

This time, the two didn't rush back to Qingfeng Temple. Instead, they went to Ruyi Restaurant, the most famous restaurant in the capital, ordered a table full of dishes and had a big meal. Before leaving, they even packed two roast ducks to go.

Afterwards, they hired a horse-drawn carriage to return to the Taoist temple.

He had originally arranged to go to Ji Wuyou's residence five days later to treat Ji's impotence.

But no one showed up.

Ji Wuyou immediately sent people to the Taoist temple to look for the person.

However, when they arrived, the gate of the Taoist temple was ajar, and the temple was in a mess. The herbs drying in the courtyard were overturned on the ground, the door of the main room was pushed down and there were obvious knife marks on it, and there was a bloodstain on the bed where the old Taoist was resting, as well as a tattered cloth stained with blood.

Everything in the house had been ransacked, and the floor was covered with messy footprints. Upon closer inspection, it was clear that at least four people had been inside.

They went to the side room and saw the same scene, except that the bloodstains were near the door and there were obvious drag marks on the floor.

The clothes and other items in the room were still there, but they had been rummaged through and were in a mess.

It was obvious that the old Taoist priest and his apprentice had gotten into trouble, and the servants of the Ji family had reported the case to the Dali Temple.

The final conclusion was that the old Taoist priest had probably flaunted his wealth and become a target. Based on the blood analysis, the person had been taken away for at least four days, and there were at least seven robbers with weapons, who were also very vicious.

When the second wife heard that the old Taoist priest had an accident, her first thought was that she hadn't bought enough pills.

Ji Wuyou, in a fit of anger, smashed his favorite inkstone on his desk to pieces.

So he was also relieved that he had bought the two prescriptions in advance. Although they cost a fortune, he had someone check them and found that the prescriptions were fine. Taking the two prescriptions together would indeed increase the chances of getting pregnant.

He was determined to find the best opportunity to present the prescription to the emperor.

The case of the two people who went missing from the Taoist temple did not attract much attention.

Besides a disciple who suddenly appeared, the old Taoist priest had been all alone, and had no one to inquire about the progress of his case.

...

At this time, Ning Yan had already returned to her female identity. She rented a small courtyard and told the outside world that she was a widow whose husband had died young and who had no children.

She bought three servants from a slave trader: two women and one man. Gong Kai was in charge of guarding the gate and tidying the yard, Qing Niang was in charge of buying groceries and cooking, and Er Ya was in charge of cleaning the house and washing clothes. In short, she started living a life where she was waited on hand and foot.

With nothing to do, Ning Yan moved a chair to the yard to bask in the sun. In the kitchen, Qing Niang was busy preparing lunch. Er Ya leaned close to Ning Yan and whispered, "Madam, let's build a chicken coop in the backyard too. That way we can have eggs to eat. Anyway, I'm just sitting here doing nothing. I can take care of ten or twenty chickens."

Ning Yan cracked sunflower seeds, but her gaze remained fixed on Gong Kai, who was chopping firewood in the yard.

This young man looked refined and scholarly, but in reality, he was very strong. Because he was sweating, he took off his outer shirt and was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt, with his arms completely exposed.

With each movement, the curve of his muscles became more and more pronounced.

"Madam..." (End of Chapter)