"Hey... Dr. Du, don't go! You still haven't told me whether Madam Su has contracted tuberculosis."
Inside the room, Nangong Qing frowned. The moment he heard that Su Luo had fallen ill, a chill ran through his heart, causing him excruciating pain.
I didn't think about anything at the time; my feet just ran there on their own.
"Luo Luo! Did you take your medicine? Was it bitter? Look, I brought you some candied fruit..."
As he spoke, Nangong Qing took out a packet of candied fruit from his pocket. This was originally meant to be packed by Fumanlou for their customers, but he brought it with him.
"I've taken my medicine, it's not bitter at all... cough cough cough..."
Another bout of coughing, my throat is very itchy.
"Luo Luo..."
Nangong Qing supported her and kept patting her back.
This was the first time Su Luo had ever seen a man so worried about a minor cold. After calming down, Su Luo spoke.
“Nangong Qing, do you know that everyone in the Qian family has tuberculosis? I’ve been there the whole time. Aren’t you afraid I’ll get infected too?”
"Know!"
"Do you know that tuberculosis is the most terrible disease here? It's a disease that only leads to death. Aren't you afraid I'll infect you if you come here?"
Nangong Qing didn't think much about it and blurted it out.
"I'm not afraid, I'm more afraid of you being in pain..."
The air fell silent, as if frozen.
In the instant their eyes met, Su Luo saw an emotion she had never seen before in his eyes.
His dark, inky eyes were filled with her reflection, making it difficult for her to respond.
"Tong! Nangong Qing, it is my good fortune to have a friend like you who would risk his life for me."
Don't worry, I just caught a cold, I'll be fine in a few days.
Nangong Qing lowered his head, trying to hide his emotions; he had been too nervous just now.
"Luo Luo, then you should rest well. Leave this packet of candied fruit here. If the medicine is too bitter, you can eat it."
"Okay!"
He kept turning back to look at Su Luo, wanting to talk to her about many things, but afraid that saying too much would give him away.
Finally, everyone left. Su Luo lay down, feeling utterly exhausted, and all she wanted to do was get a good night's sleep.
"Young master, are you alright? Would you like to ask Doctor Du for some mugwort to fumigate you?"
Nangong Qing glanced back at Ji'an Hall, then turned and mounted his horse.
Without saying a word, he hesitated for a long time on the third floor of Fumanlou before finally opening an envelope.
After putting a strand of hair from her fingertip in, she took it out again.
Over and over again...
Ah Xu didn't understand what he meant: "Young master, what use is this hair? You might as well throw it away."
Nangong Qing looked up and glared at A Xu, then gently placed the strand of hair into the envelope.
There was also a note written on the side, which was put in as well. It was sealed before being handed to Ah Xu.
"Send this letter to the palace!"
Ah Xu understands sending a letter, but he doesn't understand sending a strand of hair.
"Young master, whose hair is this?"
Nangong Qing stood up, turned around, and touched the rabbit lantern hanging on the shelf.
"So charming!"
"Lady Su's hair? Young master, why did you send Lady Su's hair to the palace?"
After a long silence, Nangong Qing finally answered A Xu's question: "A Xu, don't you think the lucky star we're looking for is her?"
Nanning was short of supplies, and we saw so many newborns without any change until Luoluo appeared.
At first, she was mentally unstable, but later she supported her family, cultivated eggplants, and taught Changping Village a new method of rice cultivation.
She saved Nanning from a plague of insects and allowed the country to escape a complete crop failure. Isn't she a lucky star?
There's also the second crop of rice, which can be planted in many places this year, and will supply most of Nanning next year.
She brought about such a great change in our dynasty within a year; doesn't that fulfill the Grand Tutor's words, "To save the country and its people"?
Thinking back on the events of the past year, every single one of them was a major event. When you think about it, Su Luo has truly made many silent contributions to the court and the people.
"Young master, what you say seems to make a lot of sense. The Imperial Advisor said that a lucky star is coming, but he only said it is coming, without specifying how it will come."
Lady Su only regained consciousness last year; could it be because the Lucky Star has awakened?
A surge of joy welled up in their hearts. This was the third year they had been searching for their lucky star. It was unbelievable; how could it be Su Luo?
"Young master, does this mean we can return to the capital soon? That's wonderful!"
Being able to go home should have been a happy thing, but Nangong Qing felt heavy-hearted.
"You send the letter first. Once the Imperial Preceptor confirms it using Luo Luo's hair, we'll return to the capital."
"Alright, I'll go right away."
As he ran outside, Ah Xu's pace suddenly slowed as he looked at the letter in his hand.
If this letter is confirmed, then they really are leaving. Will he and Miss Xie ever see each other again?
Never mind, the lucky star is the foundation of the nation, and that is their mission in coming here.
After thinking it through, Ah Xu quickly sent the letter out.
...
In just three days, Su Luo's health had greatly improved, and the patients in the Qian family no longer coughed, as long as their rooms were well-ventilated.
If you use your own tableware and take precautions, you can usually recover completely after taking medication for a year and be no different from a normal person.
However, Su Luo personally verified the efficacy of the licorice granules and fritillaria cirrhosa loquat syrup, which was witnessed by the entire Ji'an Hall.
It works faster than herbal medicine and is very convenient; simply take it with water after meals.
"Madam Su, these licorice granules are all made according to your recipe. Do you think it's feasible?"
Du Xiuyuan took out the licorice granules and fritillaria cirrhosa loquat syrup they had just made from the backyard and showed them to Su Luo for confirmation.
"The licorice granules need to be dried a little more, and the molds need to be made to the same size. The loquat leaves for the Chuanbei Loquat Syrup must be old leaves."
The fresh leaves are slightly poisonous, so use less bee food; the ones I made before were too sweet.
Du Xiuyuan looked at the items in his hand and confirmed that they did indeed have these problems.
"Okay, I'll go and make the improvements right away."
On the other side of Ji'an Hall, two large rooms are used to make medicine. Before, when they only made herbal oil, they only used one room.
Now, we're making licorice granules and fritillaria cirrhosa loquat syrup, and we've used another room and built a drying room.
It wasn't until the next day, when they had prepared the licorice granules and fritillaria cirrhosa loquat syrup to the standard size, that Su Luo went home.
Not long after entering, Yi Huan ran from the backyard and bowed slightly in greeting to Su Luo.
"Mom, I heard you were sick, and Huanhuan was so worried. Are you feeling any better now?"
Yi Huan's demeanor really does resemble Xie Wanwan by about 30%.
"Mom is feeling great, come here and let Mom have a hug."
Yi Huan gently nestled into Su Luo's arms and leaned against her.
"Mom, please don't get sick anymore, okay? Huanhuan doesn't like you being sick. Huanhuan likes Mom to come home every day."
Su Luo patted her daughter's head and listened to her innocent, babbling words, and smiled.
"Okay, Mother will never get sick again."
Yi Huan's maid, An An, followed behind her. Su Luo beckoned An An to come to her side.
"An'an, did you understand Teacher Xie's lessons?"
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