Chapter 11

“The medicine in this pharmacy could never be fake. My daughter has been using medicine from here for a long time. If there were any problems with the medicine, how could my daughter still be standing here?”

A beautifully sculpted little girl slowly walked out from behind the man, stood in front of Han Meng, and said in a childish voice, "Sister is a good person, she would never sell fake medicine."

Han Meng hugged the little girl: "Thank you, Zhenzhen."

This turn of events was unexpected by the troublemakers, and the opinions of onlookers gradually reversed, with many accusing them of deliberately framing the perpetrators.

Young Master Wang's plan failed. In order to avoid causing more trouble, the troublemakers looked at each other and prepared to abandon the body and escape.

But Han Meng stopped them: "You think you can just leave without paying for what you've knocked over?"

The burly man gritted his teeth: "How much compensation do you want!"

Han Meng didn't speak, but looked at the accountant. Immediately, the accountant understood and typed out a string of numbers on the abacus.

The troublemakers turned pale: "This is robbery!"

Han Meng: "You won't give it to me? See you at the police station."

The troublemakers remained silent for a while, looking at Han Meng's tough stance, then back at the menacing-looking people outside. In the end, they had no choice but to each take out some money from their pockets and pool it together.

Fortunately, it was barely enough.

“Miss Han, you are so magnanimous…we were just following orders…”

Han Meng counted the money and asked, "On whose orders?"

"this……"

"Jishi Western Medicine Store!"

Han Meng frowned and carefully examined the troublemakers: "Your shoes are all very similar. I think I've seen them at the Wang family's hotel."

Lu Jinxian added, "The Wang family does indeed order work shoes for their employees."

Han Meng questioned them: "You are clearly members of the Wang family, yet you keep saying you are employees of a Western medicine shop. Do you think I am a three-year-old child?"

Having no other choice, the rioters gritted their teeth, endured the verbal attacks, carried the corpses, and forced their way out.

They used the corpses as shields, and almost no one dared to touch them, though they themselves were disgusted by the stench of the corpses.

As for the pharmacy...

Later, some onlookers, with a try-it-out mentality, came in to buy medicine. Some even chatted with Zhenzhen's father. Before even taking the medicine, they were already praising the pharmacy's medicine and the old Chinese medicine doctor's skills.

As Han Meng watched these people come in one after another to buy medicine, she thought to herself, "The commotion has actually increased the number of customers. Isn't this a blessing in disguise?"

"Why are you here?" she asked Zhenzhen and her father.

Zhenzhen explained, "I just finished my medicine today, so my dad brought me here to get a new one."

To express her gratitude, Han Meng did not accept payment for the medicine.

After the father and daughter left, Han Meng's eyes caught Lu Jinxian, who was also planning to leave quietly: "Thank you for today, Third Young Master Lu."

"I just happened to see it."

"No, I meant—thank you for helping me invite the Lin family father and daughter."

Lu Jinxian paused, turned around to look at her, and smiled: "You're welcome, it's my duty, after all, I'm your fiancé."

Han Meng also laughed and said, "It might not be like that in a couple of days."

In a couple of days, she plans to bring the heads of the Han and Lu families together to talk about the issues they had from back then. If the two of them can resolve their differences, perhaps they won't need to use their children's marriages as a symbol of reconciliation.

Of course, these are all her speculations, and it is also possible that this marriage has nothing to do with the past conflicts between the two families.

She snapped out of her daze, remembering how the troublemaker had almost attacked Lu Jinxian. "You weren't hurt, were you?"

"It's nothing," Lu Jinxian said, turning and leaving.

*

One morning, Lu Jinxian was awakened by the noise of a fight downstairs.

After he got up, he looked out the window and found that his father and brothers were all practicing martial arts, or rather, sparring, in the open space downstairs.

The eldest and second eldest brothers fought against their father alone, both wielding bamboo swords as weapons. There was a pile of bamboo sword corpses on the ground, which the brothers kept stepping on during their fight.

No wonder it's so noisy.

After reaching the first floor, Lu Jinxian yawned and couldn't help but ask the housekeeper, "My dad and my brother started their martial arts competition at four in the morning and they've been fighting until now. What's wrong with them?"

The butler smiled helplessly: "It's rare for someone to challenge the master. The master wants to take it seriously, so he called the eldest young master and the second young master to spar with him."

"Issue a challenge?" Lu Jinxian thought about it carefully. He hadn't heard of any martial arts masters coming to the city recently.

At breakfast time, Lu Wen planned to eat a few simple bites and then continue practicing. However, the eldest and second young masters couldn't keep up and each made an excuse to slip away before their father could refuse them.

Lu Wen: "Hmph, these two are useless."

While eating breakfast, Lu Jinxian jokingly said, "How about I spar with you a few times?"

Lu Wen scoffed, "I'd rather go spar with my apprentices; they're more resilient."

Lu Jinxian remained silent and leisurely ate his breakfast.

Lu Wen then remembered the location of the challenge in the letter, which he didn't recognize, so he asked his son, "By the way, where is the Forbidden City?"

"The Forbidden City? It's a hundred and eight thousand miles away from here."

"Impossible. The agreed time is tonight, it absolutely cannot be the Forbidden City."

Lu Jinxian smirked: "Maybe they're immortals, and they think you are too, so they can somersault 108,000 li to the Forbidden City."

Now he was convinced that his father had probably been tricked, and that there was no Forbidden City at all here.

Lu Wen: "What nonsense are you talking about? The challenge was written at the end. We'll have a meal and drinks at the nearby Ziyun Tower first, and then we'll have a decisive battle at the Forbidden City on the night of the full moon."

Lu Jinxian: I still feel like something's not quite right...

*

On the same day, at the Lu family mansion, for some unknown reason, Master Han was humming a cheerful tune in the courtyard.

Of course, Han Meng could probably guess why Han Xianfei was so happy today.

Today, she took the initiative to invite her father to dinner at Ziyun Tower, something the original owner of this body had never done before—although the father and daughter loved each other, they probably had never expressed it to each other.

However, this invitation did not stem from a daughter's love for her father. Thinking of this, Han Meng felt a little reluctant and even lost her appetite at breakfast.

However, she quickly convinced herself that this was just a transmigration into a book world, and the joys and sorrows of the characters in it had little to do with her. They were just two-dimensional characters, and in essence, they had no hearts to be hurt.

She just wanted to... be a little freer in this world.

In comparison, it took Han Meng a bit more effort to invite Lu Wen, the head of the Lu family.

Since everyone knows that Lu Wen is a martial arts fanatic and hates the Han family, the only way for the daughter of his mortal enemy to meet him is to issue a challenge.