Fourth Prince, You're Killing Me!

As Madam Song spoke, she had already brought Madam Wang over.

Madam Wang was clearly feeling unwell, and a maid was massaging her temples.

"May I ask who taught you, Nan Nan, and what medical principles you studied?"

Madam Wang had suffered from recurring headaches for years.

Her husband was the General of Establishing Might, and all the men in her family were stationed at the border. As a woman of the household, Madam Wang remained in the Capital City, where the Chief Physician of the Imperial Medical Academy had always treated her.

After all these years, her headaches had only grown worse instead of easing. Whenever they struck, she could not sleep at night. When the pain was severe, she even felt nauseated, and each attack left her unable to rest properly for days.

Madam Wang did not pin her hopes on a little girl who had only just turned ten to cure something even the Chief Physician of the Imperial Medical Academy could not treat. She simply did not want to slight Madam Song.

Her headache was making her uncomfortable, so her question was rather perfunctory. "What medical books do you usually read?"

Jian Ruonan's reply was equally perfunctory. "Lately, I've been reading Hua Tuo's Lost Secret Prescriptions and Zhang Zhongjing's Medical Cases."

Madam Wang: !!

Madam Song: ??

Jian Ruonan had made up both titles off the top of her head, never expecting Madam Wang's pupils to widen in shock upon hearing them.

Hua Tuo was a miracle physician. It was said that he had written the Green Satchel Book, but it had not survived. If Hua Tuo's Lost Secret Prescriptions really was his work, it would be no less precious than a national treasure.

Zhang Zhongjing was revered by later generations as the Sage of Medicine, yet only his Treatise on Cold Damage and Miscellaneous Diseases had survived. If these two books really were the only copies in existence, they could have a profound impact on the medicine of this age.

"Who is your teacher?" Madam Wang asked, growing excited.

Jian Ruonan smiled shyly. "I'm sorry, but my master won't let me reveal that."

Madam Wang: !!

Min: !!!!

Could her teacher be a reclusive miracle physician?

[Actually, I just can't be bothered to make someone up.]

Min: "..."

Madam Wang had initially asked in passing, never expecting to uncover something so extraordinary. Now she took Jian Ruonan by the hand in earnest and asked her to examine her.

Jian Ruonan knew Madam Wang was a general's wife. Her husband defended their homeland at the border and could truly be called a pillar of the nation, so she wanted to help that pillar's wife.

She happened to have drawn a box of ibuprofen, so she simply took out one capsule.

It was a red capsule, something no one present had ever seen before.

Madam Wang asked, "What medicine is this?"

Jian Ruonan replied, "My miracle physician teacher's secret prescription. After you take it, your headache should ease within half an hour."

Min: ?!

Hadn't she said she couldn't be bothered to make anything up?

She actually had medicine?!

Jian Xilu's eyes widened too.

This younger sister of hers was so mysterious!

Madam Song was even more skeptical.

Even the Chief Physician of the Imperial Medical Academy had to take a patient's pulse, write a prescription, gather the herbs, and brew the medicine. This little girl had only asked a couple of questions, hadn't even written a prescription, and could immediately produce medicine.

Could such a tiny pill really treat a chronic ailment?

Surely she wasn't some wandering charlatan?

It wasn't just Madam Song. All the ladies in the Flower Hall had been drawn into the commotion.

Some urged Madam Wang not to take it-what if something went wrong? Others encouraged her to try it. Such a tiny pill probably couldn't cause any major trouble.

The debate in the Flower Hall even attracted the Duke and the Fourth Prince.

The Fourth Prince arrived in a wheelchair and immediately spotted Jian Ruonan:

She was a little slip of a girl whose features had yet to mature. Although he could tell she would grow into a great beauty, she was currently skinny and looked as though she hadn't had enough to eat.

Jian Ruonan also looked toward the person she was supposed to win over-the Fourth Prince, Dantai Mo.

Dantai Mo had exquisitely handsome features, his beauty radiant as a jade tree standing in the breeze.

From her very first glimpse of Dantai Mo, Jian Ruonan developed an intense interest in him.

[Who knew a guy could be so devastatingly handsome? Ah, Fourth Prince, you're killing me!!!]

[He's way too handsome! And that's his completely bare face!!]

[My dream dish! My absolute dream dish!!]

[Win him over! I'm definitely going to win him over!!]

The system wept with joy. Heavens, its host had finally seen the light. Getting here really hadn't been easy.

The system: [I've waited so long, and this day has finally come...]

Min: "..."

She knew her younger daughter was rather lively on the inside, but wasn't this a little too wild?

Why did she want the Fourth Prince to kill her?

That would never do. Even if the Fourth Prince was handsome, she couldn't entertain thoughts like that.

The system: [Nan Nan, your drool! Mind your drool! And rein in that grin. Remember your manners in front of an imperial prince.]

Jian Ruonan immediately sat up properly, her legs together and her hands resting on them. Her face was fair and luminous as the moon, and she looked obedient and quiet, like a young fawn.

Innocent, guileless, and adorable.

Inside: [Let me lick him! Hah, hah~~]

Min: "..."

She even wanted to lick him?

Was her younger daughter's true self really this utterly unrestrained?!

The system: [Nan Nan, I've finally lived to see the day you came to your senses!! Don't worry, Nan Nan. I'll do everything in my power to help you win over the Fourth Prince.]

The longer Jian Ruonan looked at Dantai Mo, the more she liked him. She lowered her eyes and smiled softly, looking a little shy and timid around strangers.

Inside: [I want to have his little monkeys!]

Min: "..."

??

Monkeys? Children?

What a thick accent!!

Jian the Slacker hadn't even planned to get married, let alone have children. Clearly, the Fourth Prince's looks had struck her right in the heart. The system trembled all over with excitement.

The Fourth Prince's face was flawless from every angle. Put him in the modern entertainment industry, and he would definitely be a top star.

After secretly admiring the Fourth Prince's looks for a while, Jian Ruonan asked: [Why is the Fourth Prince in a wheelchair? Did he sprain his ankle?]

The system: [Let me take a look.]

Two minutes later, the system said in confusion: [Huh? What's going on? I can't see any gossip about the Fourth Prince?!]

After thinking it over, the system said: [Oh, I know! It must be because the Fourth Prince is the target you're supposed to win over, so I can't dig up his gossip.]

Jian Ruonan: Useless.

How was she supposed to win him over if it couldn't gather important information?!

The Useless System always dropped the ball at the crucial moment.

Some women nearby were discussing the matter in hushed voices, and Jian Ruonan caught a few words. It turned out the Fourth Prince had fallen from a horse and been left paralyzed, with no sensation anywhere in his lower body.

Which meant the Fourth Prince was nothing but a decorative vase.

Pretty, but unusable.

No little monkeys.

After learning the truth, Jian Ruonan's enthusiasm for winning him over instantly plummeted from one hundred percent to just twenty percent.

That remaining twenty percent was practically sympathy points.

[No feeling in his lower body? Doesn't that mean he can't beep-(muted)? What a shame!]

[Just like that, I don't want to lick him anymore.]

[All that work for nothing!]

Though Jian "Slacker" Ruonan had been dazzled by his beauty, she kept a clear head at the crucial moment and decisively chose to abandon her pursuit.

The system: [...] What work did you even do? Huh?

Stuck with a host like this, who could it possibly appeal to for justice?