"..." Huo Zhixing was speechless.
If she's determined not to have children, then... we won't be able to have any intimate moments with her...
Having a baby is secondary; not being able to have sex is a much bigger deal!
What's wrong with me lately? I'm either saying the wrong thing or on my way to saying the wrong thing!
Huo Zhixing quickly put his arm around her shoulder and whispered in her ear, "Wife, that's not what I meant! I meant... I meant I said before that I would spoil you like a daughter!"
Jiang Can chuckled, "Don't give me that!"
"I'm serious." His eyes held a smile. "In this life, you're the only 'daughter' I want..."
"You little brat!"
Huo Zhixing's heart tightened as he suddenly heard Yin Ruohong's voice.
He didn't know when he had entered the side hall, and when he looked up, he met his father-in-law's wide-eyed, incredulous gaze.
"What nonsense are you spouting?"
"..."
"You dare to take advantage of me!"
Yin Ruohong was sterilizing the silver needles when she picked one up and was about to prick him.
Jiang Can quickly stopped him and changed the subject: "Dad, didn't we ask you to bring the medicine over? Check if these are the ones!"
Yin Ruohong then stopped and focused on examining the Chinese herbs.
As he looked at it, he exaggeratedly sniffed it, nodded, and showed a satisfied smile.
"Yes, this is it! ...Hmm, this one isn't wrong either!"
Jiang Can couldn't figure out what he was up to.
Huo Zhixing paused for a moment and looked around.
This is the inner palace. The pale-skinned woman lying quietly on the bed is Helin Yue.
Before they arrived, Yin Ruohong had already inserted needles into several key acupoints, which is why she was able to sleep so soundly.
And the few surrounding Herlin Yue...
Huo Zhixing frowned slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Those maids were probably there to serve Helin Yue, but it's also possible that they were "kindly sent" by someone else to serve her.
Therefore, Yin Ruohong's every move was under the surveillance of "those with ulterior motives".
That's probably why he asked the two of them to deliver the medicine today.
He wanted to let them know his current situation, and then put on a show for those people.
As for why he was putting on an act, Huo Zhixing couldn't figure out the answer.
However, not long after, Yin Ruohong revealed the answer himself.
"Dad," Jiang Can asked, "Are all these things correct?"
"Yes, that's all correct." Yin Ruohong chuckled. "Her Highness Yue's condition has improved a lot. I've been giving her acupuncture, and now with acupuncture and medication, the effect should be even better!"
“But…” he suddenly stopped.
Jiang Can was taken aback. "Just what?"
"There's just one ingredient I'm unsure whether to add," Yin Ruohong said, deliberately raising her voice as she looked at the two of them. "This ingredient, cinnabar, I don't know if we should add it, and if so, in what proportion!"
Jiang Can frowned helplessly, "Dad, I'm not deaf!"
At this moment, Huo Zhixing subconsciously glanced at the maids.
Sure enough, some people started to look away, their eyes darting around, their faces showing a guilty conscience like thieves.
Yin Ruohong continued reciting poetry, "Can Can, you don't understand! Cinnabar can enter the Heart Meridian, improve eyesight, calm the mind, and has a miraculous effect on treating epilepsy, mania, and delirium!"
"However, this is under the condition of proportion! That is to say, more cinnabar is not necessarily better. A small amount of cinnabar is effective for His Highness Yue's illness, but too much cinnabar can be fatal!"
Jiang Can was completely confused, but Huo Zhixing instantly understood from the word "dead man"!
Among those maids, those with ulterior motives will take these words to heart, and then...
Huo Zhixing gave a cold laugh, secretly squeezed Jiang Can's hand, and winked at her, telling her to pay attention to the expressions of the maids.
Yin Ruohong exchanged a glance with Jiang Can and coughed lightly twice.
Jiang Can had already sensed something was wrong with her father, and after this reminder, she quickly realized that there was an informant involved, and behind the informant should be He Ya!
"Dad, stop talking!" Jiang Can also started to play along with him. "You're a doctor, and you can't even figure out the proportions? How are you going to treat Princess Yue?"
“Yes, Dad, stop talking.” Huo Zhixing chimed in, “What medicine to use and how to prepare it are trade secrets of Yin’s Pharmaceutical Company. We can’t just say it casually, or the walls will have ears!”
Yin Ruohong smiled slightly, looking at the two of them with satisfaction.
I didn't expect these two little ones to react so quickly!
"Okay, I won't say anything more. We won't use the cinnabar for now. I'll study it again when the patient's condition is more stable!"
After speaking, Yin Ruohong inserted silver needles into several of Helin Yue's main meridians.
An hour later, the three of them left the Grand Palace together. On the way back, Jiang Can asked thoughtfully, "Dad, did you do all this today to catch that spy?"
Yin Ruohong looked at her and sighed softly, "I've noticed someone following me these past few days. There must be someone inside the western palace working in cahoots with those outside!"
"Could it really be Hea?"
"Without evidence, it's difficult to draw a conclusion."
"But what is Heya's purpose in doing this?"
“It’s very simple.” Yin Ruohong chuckled. “In our Southeast Asia, the throne has always been passed down to women. For Heya, the most formidable competitor is not He Jin, but her aunt He Linyue.”
"If I really cure Helin Yue, her chances of getting the throne will be much smaller!"
Jiang Can's heart tightened: "So...she might have wanted to kill her aunt?"
"I'm just speculating," Yin Ruohong said in a deep voice. "I've already made my point clear today. If anyone adds cinnabar to Princess Yue's medicine, then it will prove my speculation is correct!"
"Dad," Jiang Can was still a little worried, "if cinnabar was really added, would you know?"
"What kind of talk is that!" Yin Ruohong's eyes widened. "Your old man here has some serious professional skills! I can tell whether it's been added or not, and how much, just by smelling it!"
"That's true!" Huo Zhixing smiled. "Can Can, don't worry, Dad is a famous doctor, his nose is even more sensitive than a dog's!"
“You…” Jiang Can froze instantly.
Was this man's IQ just working fine a moment ago, but now it's plummeted?
Huo Zhixing's smile froze. He glanced at Jiang Can, then at Yin Ruohong, gleaning a glimpse of information from their increasingly strange expressions...
He said the wrong thing again!
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