"Young Madam, how did you know?"
She had never told anyone about this. When it hurt, she would just press on it, and the pain would lessen slightly.
"Your pulse is deep and tight, a sign of uterine cold. I'll give you some medicine. When your period comes, absolutely do not touch cold water, as it will worsen the uterine cold. And you are forbidden from pressing on your lower abdomen so hard!"
Feng Jin handed Cai Qing a porcelain bottle: "The pills inside were brewed by me using goji berries, motherwort, angelica, and chuan xiong. Drink them daily mixed with warm water, and you won't have to suffer when your period comes next time!"
"Young Madam, this is too precious, I cannot accept it..."
When she was on duty before, she had heard the first-rank maids talking about how these medicinal herbs were extremely valuable and expensive. She was just a lowly servant, her life as insignificant as a blade of grass, how could she possibly be worthy of such precious medicine.
If this matter were to spread within the Ling Mansion, she would truly have no place to stand.
Feng Jin guessed her worries and pressed the medicine into her hand: "Only you and I know about this. You need to be well for me to manage my affairs, so accept it!"
"Thank you, Young Madam, thank you, Young Madam!"
Cai Qing was deeply touched. She was a servant bound by a death contract, treated like an object to be disposed of or beaten by her master.
Only the Young Madam treated her like a human being. She would dedicate her life to serving the Young Madam faithfully.
For several days, Feng Jin lived quite comfortably. She only needed to attend to Ling Mo Han's treatments, and the annoying individuals did not appear before her at all.
During her free time, she would either peruse medical texts or prepare food.
The main reason was that the food in the Ling Mansion was truly unpalatable; she was about to throw up from eating it.
"Young Madam, it smells so good! What dish is this?"
Cai Qing had already smelled the aroma from outside, and her mouth was watering.
"Steamed fish, Mapo tofu, boiled beef..."
Feng Jin listed the names of the dishes one by one. Besides her excellent medical skills, her culinary talent was also top-notch.
She preferred spicy and pungent flavors, and as luck would have it, Cai Qing had the same taste. Everything she cooked was flavorful and fiery.
"Cai Qing, sit down and eat! We can clean up later."
"Yes, Young Madam!"
For the past few days, Feng Jin had been insisting that Cai Qing sit and eat with her. At first, Cai Qing refused vehemently.
Only under Feng Jin's forceful insistence did she agree to eat a few bites. After a few days of this, she naturally fell into the habit of sitting down.
"It smells so good! Young Madam, what are you eating?"
Lu Shi was pushing Ling Mo Han for some fresh air in the courtyard when he smelled the aroma and walked straight in.
The table was filled with all sorts of red dishes he had never seen before, but they looked quite appetizing.
"Guard Lu, would you like to sit and have a bite?" She paused and then said to Cai Qing, "Cai Qing, get another set of bowls and chopsticks!"
Feng Jin invited Lu Shi to sit down. When eating, it was always more lively with more people.
"Thank you, Young Madam!" Just as Lu Shi was about to sit, he sensed a burning gaze behind him and turned to meet Ling Mo Han's cold and stern eyes.
"Young General, why don't you also sit down and have a bite!"
"No, his body has not recovered. He cannot eat such stimulating food. Have the kitchen prepare some plain congee and vegetables."
After lying in bed for so long, he had only been consuming liquids. His stomach had not yet recovered and could not digest such food.
Ling Mo Han's face was icy cold. He watched the three of them eat heartily, a heavy stone seeming to be stuck in his chest.
He even suspected that Feng Jin was intentionally targeting him.
Everything he had tried to do these past few days had been met with Feng Jin's opposition.
"Young Madam, the small kitchen has finished preparing the meal." A servant placed the dishes on the table and then withdrew.
Compared to the table full of delicacies, this plain congee and vegetables were indeed rather meager.
"Young General, your meal is ready!"
To prevent Ling Mo Han from feeling a sense of comparison, Feng Jin considerately placed the two tables of food further apart.
Ling Mo Han glanced at the plain congee, and a familiar taste instantly rose in his stomach, causing him to retch.
These incompetent servants in the small kitchen, could they not prepare anything different?
"Young General, these foods are beneficial for your condition."
Feng Jin said lightly, placing a bowl of plain congee in front of him.
Ling Mo Han picked up the congee and drank it down in one gulp: "Lu Shi, push me back."
If he stayed any longer, he would surely be angered by Feng Jin to the point of internal injury.
"Yes, Young General!"
Lu Shi reluctantly put down his chopsticks and pushed Ling Mo Han back to his room.
Late at night, Feng Jin performed acupuncture on Ling Mo Han as usual.
"Tomorrow, royalty and high officials will gather at the Ling Mansion. You will stay by my side tomorrow."
Ling Mo Han said in a low voice. News of Feng Jin curing his illness had already spread throughout the capital.
At the banquet tomorrow, Feng Jin would already be the center of everyone's attention.
Feng Jin's hand, holding the silver needle, paused: "I can handle tomorrow by myself!"
Before Ling Mo Han could speak again, Feng Jin removed the needle, stood up, and said, "That's all for today. Remember to drink your medicine!"
Feng Jin packed her things and walked directly outside.
"Young Madam, you're back. The bathwater is ready!"
Cai Qing stepped forward and took the items from Feng Jin's hands.
The Young Madam was truly working hard, performing acupuncture and massage for the Young General every day.
She hoped the Young General would remember the Young Madam's kindness and not let her down in the future.
Feng Jin glanced at the crimson dress on the table: "Cai Qing, who sent this dress?"
"Guard Lu sent it. The Young General asked for it to be sent so that the Young Madam could wear it to the banquet tomorrow. Young Madam, please try it on, and I will alter it if there are any imperfections!"
Cai Qing picked up the dress and held it up to Feng Jin, gesturing: "Young Madam, this dress is made of Shu brocade. One inch is worth a hundred gold, priceless. May I ask the Young Madam to try it on?"
"Let's try it on."
At the banquet tomorrow, she expected Madam Sun and her daughter to come crawling back. She couldn't let them overshadow her.
"Young Madam, you look beautiful in this dress..." It was just that the freckles on the Young Madam's face detracted slightly...
However, with a bit of makeup tomorrow, it should not be noticeable.
Feng Jin looked at herself in the mirror. The dress was nice, but paired with her current face, it seemed rather incongruous.
"Young General, your subordinate has discovered that the Young Madam fell into a river half a year ago. After being rescued, she seemed to have become a different person."
Ling Mo Han's calm face showed no emotion, but his hand, gripping the wheelchair, clenched tightly, veins bulging on the back of his pale hand.
Such an unbelievable thing, to have escaped death and have her entire disposition change.
"Are you certain the person in the mansion is indeed Feng Jin?"
There were rumors that in the Western Yue Kingdom, there was a secret art that could alter a person's appearance. Was the Feng Jin in the mansion perhaps an impostor?
"It is absolutely certain that she is the Prime Minister's daughter, Feng Jin!"
He had inquired several times before reporting.
Ling Mo Han's expression faltered. Could it really be a change in disposition?