Lu Yuan was now full of questions.

’What’s the meaning of this?’

’Huh?’

’I was just thinking about slacking off and taking it easy.’

’I just said I couldn’t save Empress Ma or Zhu Biao.’

’And in the next moment, it gives me *Medical Heart*?’

’Huh?’

’Is this system some kind of god? Does it know what’s about to happen and just hand out rewards accordingly?’

’This time...’

’This is a classic case of heaven spoon-feeding me.’

’The problem is...’

’Lu Yuan wasn’t so sure he wanted to eat!’

’If I save Empress Ma, won’t I get dragged into all that business?’

As Lu Yuan was lost in thought, he heard a couple of soft smooching sounds.

Lu Yuan turned to see Song Meiqin, who was sitting on his lap, looking at him with a coquettish expression. She murmured softly:

"Aren’t you going to kiss me?~"

It had to be said, this Aunt Song really knew how to be coy.

Of the three women, Aunt Song was the best at it.

Especially the sound of her voice when she acted this way—it was soft, breathy, and utterly captivating.

It was a complete departure from the cold and noble image she presented to outsiders.

Faced with the shy yet bold advances of Song Meiqin, Lu Yuan couldn’t hold back either.

’To hell with *Medical Heart*! I don’t care anymore!’

’I never wanted to get involved in the Royal Family’s affairs in the first place.’

’And even with *Medical Heart*, I still don’t want to get involved.’

’I’ll just let nature take its course.’

’And I’ll keep slacking off and living a quiet life here in Taiping City.’

...

「At noon.」

Inside the carriage, a flushed and radiant Song Meiqin was tidying her appearance and clothes.

After she was done, she blushed as she put on her shoes and socks.

As she did, she mumbled:

"Why are you so fond of these things..."

Lu Yuan, holding a book to the side, chuckled mischievously.

"Because they smell good~"

But Song Meiqin just looked at Lu Yuan, her face red, and said in a delicate voice:

"You really know how to torment a person~

After kissing my feet, you still want to kiss me. Aren’t you worried it’s dirty~"

The moment Song Meiqin said that, Lu Yuan put on a wicked grin and lunged toward her again.

"Let’s kiss some more~"

But Song Meiqin, blushing, dodged him and said softly:

"No more~

You’ve gotten me all worked up and left me hanging. It’s awful~

I’m going to go see if the food is ready~"

With that, a shy Song Meiqin left the carriage.

Lu Yuan lifted the carriage curtain and watched her walk toward a spot not far off where white smoke was rising.

He took a look and figured the meal would still take a while.

Lu Yuan didn’t get out. He just leaned against the window and read the copy of *Medical Heart* in his hands.

Although Lu Yuan had no intention of saving any Empress Ma,

he still had to read *Medical Heart*.

And he had to read it quickly, as fast as possible.

Lu Yuan decided to work on this at the same time as cultivating hybrid rice.

After all, what did *Medical Heart* represent?

It meant Lu Yuan could give everyone around him their own Holy Body!

As the old saying goes:

You can be missing anything, just not money.

You can have anything, just not an illness.

No matter how well you live, whether you’re draped in fine silks or surrounded by gold and jade,

once you get sick, all of it is useless.

Lu Yuan had the Holy Body, making him impervious to all afflictions.

Lu Yuan wouldn’t get sick; his life was secure.

But what about the people around him?

Who doesn’t get a headache or a fever now and then?

Especially in ancient times.

In this era, even a common cold could be fatal!

So, he had to learn this, and he had to learn it well.

Besides, wasn’t his wife about to give birth soon?

As he’d thought before, childbirth was a high-risk event in ancient times.

How many of the Emperor’s Consorts had died from complications in childbirth?

Of course, many more were fine.

But you always had to prepare for the unexpected, didn’t you?

Then there was his wife, Su Liyan. She would probably be fine.

She was young, after all.

His wife was only twenty this year, prime childbearing age.

But what about Aunt Zhao and Aunt Song?

Putting other things aside, he guessed that Aunt Zhao... was probably pregnant by now.

In Aunt Zhao’s own words:

"You fill my belly with it every night, how could I not get pregnant?"

It should be happening for Aunt Zhao soon. In another month or two, he’d have a Physician check on her.

It was basically a sure thing. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Aunt Zhao had turned thirty-seven after the new year.

By modern Earth standards, she was basically on the cusp of being considered a high-risk pregnancy.

This was all the more reason to study hard.

So, if not for others, he had to learn it for his own family.

While Lu Yuan was engrossed in his reading,

the carriage curtain was lifted, and Song Meiqin entered with a wooden tray of food.

"Yuan’Er~ Come and eat~"

Song Meiqin placed the wooden tray to the side and said in her soft, sweet voice.

But Lu Yuan was reluctant to put down *Medical Heart*. He just gave a casual reply and didn’t move.

Seeing this, Song Meiqin blinked her pretty eyes and asked with sudden curiosity:

"Where did you get this book?"

’It’s really strange.’

’Just now, after my little man was done tormenting me, he suddenly pulled a book out from his robes.’

’I helped him get dressed this morning,’ Song Meiqin mused.

’After he was dressed, we had breakfast and set off immediately.’

’When did he grab it?’

Lu Yuan looked up at Song Meiqin and grinned.

"I brought it with me after breakfast this morning."

Song Meiqin didn’t think much of it. Her man was a scholar; it wasn’t strange for him to carry a book on his person.

So, Song Meiqin said in her delicate voice:

"Eat first. It’ll get cold soon."

It wasn’t like being at home.

At home, they had the Underground Heating System to keep things warm.

But out here, the food would get cold if left out for even a little while.

But Lu Yuan just leaned against the carriage window, crossed his legs, and said with a wicked smile:

"Then why don’t you feed me, Auntie~"

Song Meiqin was taken aback for a moment, then she gave Lu Yuan a flirtatious eye-roll and said sweetly:

"Open wide~"

...

「In the latter half of the night, around two in the morning.」

The group had reached the borders of Taixing County.