"If Lu Si Wan is truly his daughter, it's understandable that he would scheme and plot against Prince Chen for her."
Feng Qing Heng spread the will on the tabletop and reread it repeatedly.
"Moreover, he explained the matter of Madam Zhang's poisoning clearly, claiming he feared Madam Zhang would expose Lan Yu Ru.
It sounds plausible, but where would a mere steward get so many terrifying蛊 worms?"
Lu Qing Wan nodded continuously, "I also find this point highly suspicious. It feels like Steward Zhou is taking the blame for someone."
"Taking the blame is certain, but whether he chose to or was forced to, we cannot know!"
Although the situation seemed to be progressing, it felt like they were running in circles. Feng Xi Wu couldn't quite piece things together.
"You've had a long day, go back and rest.
Once you confirm whether Steward Zhou and Lu Si Wan are father and daughter, I will have people investigate Steward Zhou's background. Perhaps we can find some clues."
Lu Qing Wan stretched lazily and replied, "That's all we can do for now. I'm going to study the lovesickness蛊 and see if I can figure out a way to resolve the蛊 poisoning in your body.
After Li Qing returns, please help me put things away. Don't disturb me for the time being."
Feng Xi Wu, seeing her yawning repeatedly, felt a pang of concern. "Won't you rest first? There's no rush to resolve the蛊."
"I'm worried that if the mother蛊 of the lovesickness蛊 is separated from its carrier for too long, it will die without nourishment. Once the蛊 worm dies, I won't be able to study it."
Feng Xi Wu seemed to understand, "Then don't lock the door just yet. I'll have someone bring you a bowl of ginseng tea to boost your energy."
"Okay!"
Lu Qing Wan got up and swayed towards the pharmacy, her small frame bobbing precariously. Feng Xi Wu worried she might walk into a wall.
Seeing Lu Qing Wan habitually heading towards Doctor Shen's pharmacy, Feng Xi Wu suddenly stopped her. "Wait."
Lu Qing Wan slowly turned, like a sloth. "What is it?"
"You don't need to go to the South Courtyard."
He maneuvered his wheelchair back to the Wutong Courtyard himself. "Come with me."
"What's with the mystery?"
Lu Qing Wan pouted, her expression displeased, but she didn't refuse.
Upon entering the Wutong Courtyard, Feng Xi Wu stopped between the two doors of the west wing room and tilted his head towards Lu Qing Wan. "Open it and see."
"Why, are you kicking me out?"
Lu Qing Wan deliberately teased him. "As the King's consort, if I were to be kicked out, it should be to the Wan Residence. This little dilapidated room, I'd be too pathetic..."
The words "to be" almost slipped out, but she swallowed them back. Lu Qing Wan looked at the familiar room and felt a surge of surprise.
"Is this... for me?"
Feng Xi Wu chuckled lightly. "A return gift!"
Inside the spacious three rooms, the internal walls had been removed to create one large space. The left side was lined with exquisite medicine cabinets, each drawer labeled with the names of herbs.
Between the cabinets were bamboo mats and wooden shelves for drying fresh herbs, with commonly used ones already displayed.
The center featured an operating table similar to the special ward in Bai Xing Lin, and because there were no other equipment, only a clean patient bed was placed there.
At the head of the bed were two cabinets, a small rolling cart, and a decent-looking IV stand.
The right side was a study, with bookshelves filled with various medical texts. Some were Lu Qing Wan's introductory books, while others were rare, lost ancient texts she had never seen before.
In front of the bookshelf was a large desk, equipped with the "four treasures of the study."
Overall, every aspect of this pharmacy was designed exactly as Lu Qing Wan had envisioned.
Lu Qing Wan couldn't help herself and lunged forward, planting a big kiss on Feng Xi Wu's cheek. "Feng Xi Wu, I absolutely adore you!
I declare, this is my dream room!"
The smack was loud.
Feng Xi Wu's face burned from his forehead down to his ears, disappearing from view.
Li Yang, who had followed, quickly looked up at the sky. Li Jin choked on his own saliva and coughed violently.
Lu Qing Wan's eyes sparkled. "Is Li Jin catching a cold? Shall I let him try out my new pharmacy?"
"Cough... No need, Consort. This subordinate is fine!"
Li Jin managed to say, holding his breath, almost fainting on the spot.
"Alright then!"
Lu Qing Wan's tone held a hint of disappointment.
However, her attention was quickly recaptured by the new pharmacy, and she asked Feng Xi Wu with delight, "You've been so busy these past few days, when did you prepare this?"
Feng Xi Wu, his face burning, remained remarkably calm. "I didn't have to do it myself. The King's mansion has plenty of manpower, it didn't take long."
Lu Qing Wan smiled and pointed at the medicine cabinets and herbs. "Did the servants also arrange these?"
Feng Xi Wu's calm expression almost crumbled. "The medicine cabinets and the patient room were designed by Shen Ci and Meng Tang with Tie Shou. Those medical texts are..."
As he spoke, he trailed off.
Lu Qing Wan suppressed a giggle. "Keep talking, why did you stop?"
Feng Xi Wu pursed his lips and looked at her with a hint of helplessness. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Lu Qing Wan couldn't help but burst into laughter, leaning forward and lifting Feng Xi Wu's chin. Her posture was that of a scoundrel teasing a virtuous maiden.
"Is it so hard to just tell me directly that you did all this to please me, Your Highness?"
Feng Xi Wu's eyes flickered, avoiding her gaze.
"Or did I guess wrong?"
Lu Qing Wan put on a troubled expression. "You did all this, Your Highness, just to improve my medical skills so you can be cured of the蛊 faster, and not to please me and make me happy?"
"No."
Feng Xi Wu uttered the two words with difficulty.
He wasn't a man of few words; when encountering someone with similar interests, he could converse eloquently. But in front of Lu Qing Wan, he always seemed clumsy and tongue-tied.
A smile appeared in Lu Qing Wan's eyes as she continued to press. "Not what? Not to please me, or not to make me cure the蛊 for you?"
Seeing the smoke practically rising from Feng Xi Wu's head, Lu Qing Wan couldn't help but giggle, her laughter unrestrained and a little wicked.
Feng Xi Wu gritted his teeth, extended a long arm, hooked her neck, and pulled her into his embrace, kissing her.
"Mmm!"
Lu Qing Wan, caught off guard, fell onto Feng Xi Wu's lap, her eyes wide with surprise.
"What's going on? The silent one has grown thorns!"
Her muffled protests and struggles were useless. Even her strong, almost superhuman strength couldn't budge the man in the wheelchair, and she only ended up exhausting herself.
Lu Qing Wan decided to take the initiative and kissed Feng Xi Wu back.
It was rather comical; they had already shared intimacy twice, yet this was their first proper kiss.
Feng Xi Wu, inexperienced, relied solely on his imposing presence. It was only when Lu Qing Wan counter-attacked that he realized he was outmatched and quickly fought back, determined not to lose the upper hand.
After a while, seeing Lu Qing Wan's face flushed and her breathing ragged, Feng Xi Wu finally relented, not wanting to make her too uncomfortable.
When Lu Qing Wan's arms hung limply, he slightly withdrew.
Their breaths mingled as he whispered, "I did it to please my Consort. Are you satisfied now?"
"Satisfied?"
Lu Qing Wan chuckled and gave him the middle finger. "You might as well suffocate me, you greenhorn!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she darted into the pharmacy as if her feet were greased and slammed the door shut with a bang.