Back home, Wu Nanshuang excitedly took the heavy package from Nanzhi.

Nanzhi casually asked, "How's the research on medical books going?"

Wu Nanshuang's lips twitched; she was overjoyed the moment she received the medical book.

But when she saw the scribbles on the medical book, she completely broke down.

How could her beautiful mistress write such terrible characters?

It took her a whole day to roughly recognize the words on it.

Seeing her troubled expression, Nanzhi thought these things were a bit difficult for her.

So he comforted her, saying, "Don't rush, studying medicine is never easy, take it slow."

No, Master, have you misunderstood something?

Song Hanyan had not yet returned, so Nanzhi asked Wu Nanshuang to bring the book over and to ask her if she didn't understand anything.

Wu Nanshuang hurriedly brought the book over.

"Nan Shuang, this is a dandelion, don't you understand?"

These are the most basic herbs, and Nanshuang has already handled them, so there shouldn't be any problems.

Wu Nanshuang hesitated for a moment, then placed a finger on the page.

"Master, what's the pronunciation of this word?"

"This one, pronounce it..."

Nan Zhi was stunned. This thing was actually written by her?

Why didn't she recognize it herself? As she looked, she used her divine sense to enter her spatial dimension and began searching through medical records.

"Oh right, it's the character '环' (huan, meaning ring)."

Wu Nanshuang quickly turned the page, "This one."

Nan Zhi flipped through the pages and found the character "预" (yù).

......

After a long explanation, he had covered half the book's difficult and complicated characters.

Nanzhi decided that the remaining medicinal herbs would be printed by the system.

If this continues, I'll be ruined.

Just then, Song Hanyan returned.

Nanzhi quickly stepped forward, took the prey from his hands, and threw it into the kitchen.

Then, he diligently boiled water, soaked the handkerchief, and handed it to him.

Song Hanyan gave Nanzhi a strange look, then took the handkerchief and wiped his face.

Zhizhi is much more diligent today.

Then Nanzhi made the bed and placed the foot bath water at Song Hanyan's feet.

Just as she was about to wash Song Hanyan's feet to let him experience what "intimacy" meant, Song Hanyan bent down and stopped her.

Then he carried Nanzhi to the bed, took off her shoes and socks, and held her fair little feet in hot water.

This is something he's always done.

"Zhizhi, there's no need for that, I'll take care of it."

Who wouldn't love a hardworking man?

After wiping her feet, he took off his own shoes and socks and put his feet into the water that Nanzhi had washed in.

Song Hanyan became aware of the unusual behavior he had observed today.

"What does Zhizhi want me to do?"

Nanzhi didn't expect that he would see through her little scheme.

"Song Hanyan, I know you sent people to protect me."

Song Hanyan continued washing his feet without expression.

"Could you give me the two men, Wei Guo and Wei Min?"

Nan Zhi was still somewhat uncertain, after all, training secret guards takes a long time, and the master must have put a lot of effort into training someone as skilled as Wei Guo and Wei Min.

Therefore, it is uncertain whether Song Hanyan will give the person to her.

"Is what Zhizhi did today all for the two of them?"

Nanzhi nodded obediently.

"The two of them are quite skilled; it would be even better if we could provide close-range protection."

It means they should abandon their identities as secret guards and become real bodyguards who stand in front of others.

“I naturally agree to what Zhizhi said,” he paused, “but actually I’m better able to protect you.”

The last sentence was spoken very softly, and Nanzhi did not hear it.

Nan Zhi took it as a yes and happily straddled Song Hanyan's lap, hugged his neck, and excitedly kissed him on the cheek.

"My husband is so good."

Song Hanyan's face turned bright red instantly.

Nanzhi, who was laughing, suddenly felt something strange on her leg and was stunned.

Even if she had never eaten pork, she had seen pigs run. She suddenly let go of her hand and crawled away on her hands.

Song Hanyan pulled the person into a tight embrace.

"Don't move!"

His voice was low and hoarse, and even Nanzhi's heart couldn't take it.

The two embraced, their ears both turning red.

Nanzhi didn't know how she fell asleep, only that when she woke up the next day, her eyes were lifeless and there were dark circles under them.

She got up, quickly washed her face, and then went to the kitchen to start cooking.

The two guards dug up a lot of sweet potatoes yesterday, so we'll have some to try today.

Nanzhi cut the sweet potatoes into chunks, threw them into the porridge, and then steamed several more.

Simply make a steamed bun, and breakfast is ready.

When Wu Nanshuang woke up, Nanzhi had already prepared breakfast.

"Master, I'm sorry, I... I overslept."

I stayed up late last night reading medical books and went to bed late, which unexpectedly made me late making breakfast.

Nanzhi smiled and said, "It's alright, come and get the food."

Wu Nanshuang hurried over.

Just as the group sat down, a familiar carriage pulled up at the door.

Lin Jiaxiang came over carrying a food box.

"Perfect timing, I brought a lot of things, everyone can try them."

Among the exquisite dishes placed on the table, Nanzhi's steamed sweet potatoes seemed out of place.

"What is this?" Lin Jiaxiang asked curiously, pointing to the strangely ugly thing on the table.

Nanzhi: "Sweet potato, want to try some?"

Zhou Chang was the first to reach out and grab one, but once he had it, he suddenly didn't know what to eat it.

"You can eat it after peeling off the thin outer skin," Nanzhi said.

Several people followed suit, peeling off the rough outer skin to reveal the pale yellow meat inside.

Zhou Chang took a bite, and his eyes immediately lit up.

"Delicate, soft, and sweet." Zhou Chang looked at Nanzhi. "Girl, is this something you've discovered?"

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