Yusui Chang'an

Chapter 1176 Not Longevity
Chu Chengping honestly expressed his feelings for a while, sent Lin Yanqing and Lin Jinan away in a daze, and turned to look at his brother beside him:
"Cousin, am I too selfish?"

Feng Sinian raised his hand and put it on Chu Chengping's shoulder:

"Love between men and women is inherently selfish. There's no need to be so hard on yourself. Lin Jinyan is most protective of your sweetheart. If this matter is really harmful to your sweetheart, Lin Jinyan would have advised you to break off contact long ago, let alone matchmaking."

Chu Chengping nodded with a lot on his mind:

"It seems that I have not persuaded the Master. Even Jin An was scolded for speaking for me. I wonder if Lin Jin Yan can persuade him."

Feng Sinian: "Don't worry, Lin Jinyan is not an ordinary boudoir girl. Not to mention her audacity, she has no intention of letting anyone know. Take Ronghua Hall for example. Apart from the Queen, I'm afraid she is the only one who can open it."

Hearing this, Chu Chengping's panicked and helpless heart was able to calm down a little:

Yes, not only is she physically weak and has no ambitions, but she is also loyal to the royal family, and brings good reputation to the royal family when she does anything good. She also has a grandfather and father with students all over Tai'an... Except for her, there is really no one else who can open this school.

“The plaque of Ronghua Hall was written by my father himself, which is equivalent to telling the world that the school is authorized by the emperor.

I remember Lin Jinyan mentioned last time that when she entered the palace, she refused to marry into the royal family, saying that she was too weak to be a royal wife, and she only wanted to do more good deeds with her remaining body for the rest of her life.

Father had the imperial physician check her pulse before proposing a name for her. Now it seems that her pulse is not good... Otherwise, Father would not easily acquiesce to such a thing to win the hearts of the people."

If it were in the past, Chu Chengping would have thought that this inscription was too easy, but he would not have thought too much about it.

Now that I have seen another side of my father, I realize that there is a lot of truth in his words.

Feng Sinian fell into deep thought upon hearing this. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this statement made sense: Lin Jinyan might not be someone who would live a long life...
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Yan Yuxuan.

After the medicinal bath, Lin Jinyan lay on the bed in her middle shirt and quilt, her cheeks flushed and her nose and forehead covered with sweat. Bai Zhi took a dry towel and wiped her clean, then wrapped Lin Jinyan more tightly in the quilt that she had lifted because she felt too hot.

"Good Baizhi, the weather is starting to get hot, so you don't need to cover yourself up so tightly, right?"

Bai Zhi, who was usually the most obedient, was very serious at this moment. She pushed back Lin Jinyan's hand that was secretly stretched out of the quilt and said righteously:

"No. After taking a medicinal bath, you must not be exposed to wind or cold. You must wait at least one stick of incense before you can get dressed and get out of bed after the acupuncture.

In the past, you had to bathe six times a month in Cangsheng Mountain, but you managed to survive, didn’t you? Now you only bathe once every two months, so you just have to bear with it.”

Seeing that Bai Zhi was not moved, Lin Jinyan looked at Hong Jiu for help.

"Don't look at me, young lady. I don't dare to offend our Doctor Bai when he is practicing medicine."

Lin Jinyan sighed helplessly, suppressed the impatience caused by the heat in her heart, closed her eyes and rested for a while, and then her heart calmed down naturally.

While Bai Zhi was inserting the needle, she still said with concern:
"I will be gentle. If it hurts, just scream."

Lin Jinyan smiled and replied as usual:
"You ask every time. If it really doesn't hurt, just do it."

Watching Bai Zhi taking off Lin Jinyan's clothes and concentrating on needlework, and seeing that Lin Jinyan had no expression on her face but was tightly grasping her sleeves, Hong Jiu's years of doubts once again came to his mind:
She had also received acupuncture when she was injured before. It was not that it didn't hurt, but she was a martial artist, and getting injured was commonplace, so she could bear this little pain. But why was the young lady, a pampered daughter, like this?