Yu Ling explained the whole story in such detail that, thanks to her skillful use of language, Zhang Heyi not only didn't notice anything amiss, but even nodded in agreement.

"That's right, that's exactly it! By the way, Yi Lanbin, you were once a general, you shouldn't deny it, right?"

Of course, if you kneel down and beg for mercy, I might let you go.

My father is the commander of the garrison; we're all men of status. A promise is a promise, we can't go back on our word!

Looking at Zhang Heyi's arrogant demeanor, Yu Ling couldn't help but chuckle again. He looked intimidating, but he was just a brainless spoiled brat. She repeatedly said:

"Alright, I won't renege on my promise. Tell me what's wrong with you, in front of Brother Luo."

Zhang Heyi felt a little bored after hearing Yu Ling agree so readily and not even hearing his own threat. However, wanting to see a general make a fool of himself, he deliberately exaggerated his own minor flaws and said:

"I'm brain-dead!"

What?! He really is brain-dead! Brain-dead people can't be cured!

"What are the symptoms?" Yu Ling couldn't help but wonder how this brilliant man would describe himself.

"It feels like being pricked with needles. My head throbs and sometimes I feel dizzy and nauseous. My vision also blurs, and I can't walk at all. The pain lasts for a long time, and it's really uncomfortable."

Aside from being a bit exaggerated, Zhang Heyi stated the truth in every point he mentioned, which was barely within his tolerance range. The pain would only last for a while and then pass, and the intervals between each episode were quite long, so he never took it to heart.

“Okay, then come to me for your medicine when you have another attack,” Yu Ling said.

Although he didn't find a cure for headaches after flipping through the books, he could at least relieve the person's pain. Besides, wouldn't it be too easy to treat someone who was looking for trouble?

Luo Xiaocan, with a gossipy attitude, became a witness and brought Zhang Heyi along. Liu Molian, who had been pretending to be asleep, had actually heard the whole thing. She struggled to get up and was about to prepare medicine for Yu Ling.

Yu Ling forcefully pushed the person back down.

"Lie down, you're not fully recovered yet, why are you moving around?"

“But that Young Master Zhang isn’t… cough, cough cough…” Liu Molian said with red eyes. Before Yu Ling was even angry, he was already furious.

To actually expect a general to kneel down and kowtow, and even crawl and bark like a dog, is absolutely outrageous!

"Don't panic, I have a plan. From the first day I came here, I expected this to happen. Maybe there will be more in the future," Yu Ling reassured her.

Liu Molian understood this deeply. He had arrived much earlier than Yu Ling, and at the beginning, he was filled with grief and anger over the death of the Southern Yue general. He was inflexible and simply wanted to save his life to rescue the Southern Yue king who was imprisoned in the palace.

At that time, he was beaten, scolded, humiliated, and starved by Luo Xiaocan. After all this, he was almost unable to hold on. In order to preserve his useful body, he had no choice but to submit.

Then, he was constantly dragged out by Luo Xiaocan to be shown off, not only losing face, but also being treated coldly by the prisoners of Nanyue. He was even less respected than those who had surrendered at the beginning.

"General, you..." Liu Molian did not want to see this scene repeat itself on Yu Ling.

“Call me by my name,” Yu Ling corrected, her tone so formal that it would make the Northern People want to trample on her.

“Yi, Lanbin, how about I go and... go and surround them for you…”

"You'd be better off getting better and doing more things for me, like bringing me tea and water and cooking for me. Why are you so eager to do this?"

Yu Ling dislikes being favored, so her tone is inevitably harsh.

Realizing that Liu Morian was in low spirits and that it was not good for her recovery, he heated up some soup for her to drink. He had even gone to great lengths yesterday to catch several snakes with his bare hands to make soup, and it had not been easy to get her back to health.

This was the first time Liu Molian had eaten meat since he was reduced to this state. He felt a pang of sadness, but seeing that Yu Ling had finally started eating with him, he didn't refuse and ate it all, bite by bite.

Yu Ling, who dared not go to the bamboo house again: I can't eat alone anymore, it's so painful!

The system horse that was ruthlessly abandoned: When are you going to take me home, host? I'm all alone here!

——Northern Palace——

Recently, Feng Yi has been sending back nothing but empty messages, which is causing Queen Bei Shang a growing headache. Yuan Yanxi has made up her mind that she will not marry anyone but this reclusive master. Finding that she can't find anyone makes her even happier!

Sure enough, she just randomly picked some hard-to-find guy as a shield; how could there be no information at all?

Every time she was asked, Yuan Yanxi would solemnly swear to prove herself, which chilled the Queen's heart. She could only hope that Feng Yi could step up his game.

The daily anxiety and waiting for news took a toll on the Queen. She was in poor spirits, lost her appetite, had no energy, and suffered from constant headaches, which caused the palace meals to become unstable again.

This almost made the King of Nanyue think that the princess had run away again. Later he discovered that this time it was actually the Queen who had cut off his food supply.

Why is it so hard to get a full meal?

King Dongli: Look at your pathetic self! Don't go out and call yourself a king! He didn't want to be associated with this good-for-nothing; he couldn't bear the embarrassment!

Meanwhile, Zhang Heyi came to Yu Ling's door again.

He was really in a headache this time, and he rushed over as soon as he realized it was going on, arriving at the cabin just in time for the worst.

Yu Ling was also prepared. She took a dark pot of medicine, boiled it over the fire, poured it out for the person, and handed it over.

"Here, take your medicine."

Zhang Heyi took the bowl of herbal soup, smelled it, and noticed it had a herbal aroma. Unlike the bitter soup he had drunk before, it wasn't unbearable, so he drank it reluctantly.

Here comes the amazing part.

After taking the medicine, in less than half a quarter of an hour, his headache actually stopped completely.

There is no doctor in the entire Northern Sorrow who can cure this kind of headache. How could a general who has been trained to lead troops into battle since childhood have such ability?

A capable person will be respected. Zhang Heyi didn't care that he had made a bet and asked for the prescription again.

Yu Ling: "Ahem, about the bet we made before..."

Although Zhang Heyi did not really intend to fulfill the promise, his attitude was sincere. He knew the importance of the prescription and exchanged all of Yuling's remaining medicine for all of his future food supplies, intending to keep it at home.

Zhang Heyi's father was the first to benefit.

When did his good-for-nothing son acquire such skills and become acquainted with such a highly skilled doctor?

Before he could even ask who had prescribed the medicine, during the morning meeting, upon hearing that the King of Beishang was frowning over the Queen's headaches, he couldn't help but recommend the herbal soup his son had found.

Before Yu Ling could even reveal her identity, she became infamous throughout the entire Northern Sorrow.

The medicine was limited and would be gone in no time. At this point, Zhang Heyi was bombarded with questions from his own father about the whereabouts of the doctor. Zhang Heyi dared not say that the man was a prisoner and stammered that he would not tell.

Finally, it was only after the Northern King gave the order that they were able to pry open his mouth.

"This medicine...this medicine was made by...by Yi Lanbin, the general of Dongli."