But it didn't take long for Princess Yingning to receive a reply.
The seeds have been sown; we look forward to harvesting fruit next spring. Yingning, happiness is also important.
Although they didn't talk much, Yingning and Anyuan'er became close friends.
The correspondence was infrequent, with exchanges occurring only once every few months, and each exchange consisting of only a few simple sentences.
But the newly reborn Ying Ning has shed the restlessness of people's hearts and is enjoying a simple happiness that she could not enjoy when she was a princess. Her transformation makes An Yuan'er feel that it was worth it to help her that day.
Having this chance to start over is a blessing from heaven, so we should live freely and happily.
Through their correspondence, Yingning, being an experienced woman, noticed the girlish thoughts that An Yuan'er occasionally revealed in her letters.
Yingning encouraged An Yuan'er to be brave enough to express her thoughts. At least, to give herself an explanation.
These words planted a small seed in An Yuan'er's heart, which would one day sprout and grow.
......
On every day she left the palace, An Yuan'er would visit various medical clinics to collect precious ginseng supplements.
Everyone in the clinics on the street knows that Young Master An is a big customer. Whenever something good comes in, the first person they think of selling it to is him.
An Yuan'er went to the clinic to collect medicinal herbs as usual, but saw a "strange" person at the clinic entrance.
"You dare to come here and eat and drink for free if you have no money? This is a clinic, not a charity. Get out! Get out!" The clinic's servant violently chased away two young people who had been mooching meals from the clinic for several days.
"Jingtang is not just eating and drinking for free. He also has some knowledge of medical writing and can do his part at the clinic..."
Although the two were dressed in shabby clothes, the man who spoke was refined and gentle, with delicate features, clear eyes, and an otherworldly air about him, making him seem unlike anyone from the mortal world.
The servant glanced at the two of them with disdain: "You? You dare to say you know medicine? Our Wufang Medical Hall is the most prestigious medical hall in Shengjing. It's not a place where just anyone with a little knowledge can come and practice medicine and save lives."
The man following behind the "immortal" stepped forward and said angrily, "You're not allowed to talk about my young master like that! My young master is..."
Before he could finish speaking, the "immortal" man stopped his follower.
He bowed politely, indicating, "We were in the wrong first. Since you are unwilling, we will not force you. I apologize for the trouble I have caused you these past few days."
He speaks with neither arrogance nor servility, and even when imprisoned, he retains his pride.
This "deity" seems to have some merit.
The "immortal" and his followers walked away, clearly in dire straits, and it was unknown where they were going.
The servant's eyes lit up when he saw An Yuan'er, and he was very attentive: "Master An, please come in. All the good medicinal herbs we just got today are inside."
The servant's attitude of treating people differently based on their status, compared to his earlier angry outburst to drive people away, was a complete 180-degree turn.
Since it was only their first meeting, An Yuan'er didn't take this "passerby" to heart and followed the servant to the clinic to pick out medicinal herbs.
But halfway through her selection, something suddenly popped into her head.
That "deity" from earlier seemed to identify himself as Lan, and his surname was Lan?
Lan, who possesses medical skills, is no ordinary person. Although perhaps she is just overthinking things, An Yuan'er is determined to try, even if there is only a sliver of a possibility.
"Damn it, they got away." An Yuan'er cursed under her breath.
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