This son-in-law is wicked in a good way!

Upon hearing the words "severing ties with relatives," Zhang Xuanling felt a sense of relief and instead let out a cold laugh.

"Are you sure you want to sever ties with the Zhang family?"

Even if you are not my biological son, outsiders do not know this, and you are still the fourth young master of the Zhang family.

"Once you sever ties with your family, you will have no foundation or background. Even a beggar would probably look down on you."

Ha, I'm a time traveler, destined to do great things in the future. If I don't sever ties now, I'll be morally blackmailed by you later!

Moreover, from the moment Zhang Ping'an learned about his background, the Zhang family could no longer be allowed to remain.

Even being a tool in the Prime Minister's residence is safer than being a servant in the Zhang residence.

Zhang Ping'an waved his hand impatiently: "Alright, enough nonsense. Sign the severance document, and I'll go to the Prime Minister's residence immediately for a wedding to bring good luck."

Regardless of the dynasty, written agreements are always the safest guarantee, while verbal promises are the easiest way to renege on a debt.

snort!

Zhang Xuanling looked disdainful, not taking his good-for-nothing son seriously at all.

"Madam, go and prepare the document severing ties with your family."

"Yes, sir!" Shen Qiuyue happily skipped away.

A moment later, Shen Qiuyue walked back quickly, holding a piece of white paper in her hand.

Zhang Xuanling signed it and pressed his fingerprint on it.

He handed the letter severing ties with Zhang Ping'an and sneered, "I hope you won't regret leaving my Zhang family in the future."

Zhang Ping'an eagerly checked it over and casually replied, "Don't worry, as long as you don't regret it."

"Hmph, what a joke! I would regret it! I, the dignified Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, a high-ranking official of the third rank, would regret it!"

Zhang Xuanling's disdain reached its peak. He thought Zhang Ping'an was a good-for-nothing who had learned to brag again after serving three years in prison!

After confirming that the document severing ties was correct, Zhang Ping'an put it into his pocket with satisfaction.

Zhang Xuanling gave Zhang Ping'an a deep look, a strange feeling rising in his heart.

He felt that his adopted son seemed different from before.

However, in his eyes, Zhang Ping'an was still a hopeless case.

"Someone, prepare a bath and change for the Fourth Young Master!"

"Furthermore, inform the Prime Minister's residence that the fourth young master of the Zhang family will soon be marrying into the family. Please, Prime Minister Lu, select an auspicious day to welcome Zhang Ping'an into your household!"

……

An hour later, Zhang Ping'an finished bathing and stood in front of the bronze mirror to examine his appearance.

The young man in the mirror had a handsome face, a tall and slender figure, long hair tied up in a crown, and wore a brand-new bright red wedding dress, exuding elegance.

Zhuo, if the original owner had this appearance, why did he have to shamelessly beg that ungrateful family for recognition? Wouldn't it be better to be a kept man?

It seems that the original owner of this body was originally engaged to the current empress, but because she took the blame for her elder brother, her character was questioned, and the empress broke off the engagement.

Zhang Ping'an immediately felt like he had missed out on hundreds of millions.

The Empress is a figure at the very top of the entire Great Wu Dynasty.

I heard she's incredibly awesome and beautiful.

If I could become the emperor's son-in-law, that would be the best kind of free meal in the world.

Don't ask Zhang Ping'an why he likes to live off women.

Before eating: Ha, gigolo, good-for-nothing!

Once you've eaten it: Gan (pronounced gan), soft rice, it's really delicious!

This is the same principle as having a powerful father: if you can rely on your family's connections, why would you bother working hard?

Soon, the sound of gongs and drums could be heard outside.

Zhang Ping'an was also summoned to the living room by Zhang Xuanling, and then taken away by the Lu family in a sedan chair carried by eight men.

……

Inside Lu Qingyin's boudoir.

The current Left Chancellor, Lu Chongyang, and his wife, Madam Su, stood to the side, nervously watching the woman dressed in a bright red wedding gown on the bed.

Beside the bed, a royal physician was taking Lu Qingyin's pulse.

After a simple wedding ceremony, Zhang Ping'an was brought in by a maid.

Seeing that someone was receiving treatment, he immediately and tactfully held his breath and stood aside, quietly observing the people in the room.

That tall, imposing man with a face like a red date and an air of authority should be the current Left Chancellor.

Hmm... Is the woman next to him, though middle-aged, still charming, his first wife or his concubine?

The woman lying on the bed must be the daughter of the Prime Minister, my future wife.

Zhang Ping'an stood on tiptoe, craning his neck to look.

Zhuo, it's too far away to see her face clearly, but judging from her figure, she probably can't be too bad-looking.

"Imperial Physician Hu, how is my daughter's condition?" Seeing the imperial physician stop taking her pulse, Lu Chongyang and his wife immediately stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

Zhang Ping'an also moved forward, and only then could he see the woman's face clearly on the bed.

The woman on the bed had a graceful figure, fair skin, and exquisite makeup; she was breathtakingly beautiful.

Hey, who said the Prime Minister's daughter is incredibly ugly?! Step forward and I promise I won't kill him!

This woman was the most beautiful woman Zhang Ping'an had ever seen.

It's possible that being bedridden for a long time can cause a sickly pale complexion, but getting more sun exposure will help.

It's a pity that such a beautiful woman is about to die.

What a waste!

Zhang Ping'an secretly sighed with regret.

Physician Hu said with a grave expression, "Prime Minister, the young lady's illness is more serious than last time."

"I can only try my best to prolong the young lady's life with precious medicinal herbs such as ginseng and he shou wu. Please forgive me, Your Excellency!"

Upon hearing this, Madam Lu immediately buried her face in Lu Chongyang's arms and burst into tears.

"My poor daughter..."

Lu Chongyang was also deeply saddened, but as the head of the family, he had to control his emotions.

Zhang Ping'an tilted his head and carefully examined Lu Qingyin on the bed, feeling that this illness... seemed familiar.

Then I looked around.

He found the room to be completely sealed off, with the flames of red candles flickering on the paper windows, and large red "double happiness" characters pasted on the walls and windows.

There are many flower pots on the bookshelves, on the table, and in the corner of the room, filled with colorful flowers.

This further solidified his belief.

"May I ask the imperial physician, what exactly is afflicting the young lady?" Zhang Ping'an suddenly asked.

The imperial physician glanced at him, seemingly displeased with Zhang Ping'an's sudden interruption, and said coldly, "I have searched through all the medical books, but I have not found a name for Miss Lu's illness."

Zhang Ping'an thought to himself that many diseases probably didn't have names yet in this era, so he changed his question: "But there must be symptoms, right?"

The imperial physician said impatiently, "Difficulty breathing, cold and dampness stagnation, has damaged the lung meridian. Although he has been using precious medicinal herbs such as ginseng and he shou wu to prolong his life over the years, the stubborn illness is difficult to cure, and the chronic condition is hard to eradicate, until he is completely exhausted!"

That's it!

Upon hearing the symptoms described by the imperial physician, Zhang Ping'an was basically able to determine what illness Miss Lu was suffering from.

Madam Lu glared at him, disdainfully saying, "Why are you, a son-in-law, asking these questions? Do you think you know medicine?"

Upon hearing that he was merely a son-in-law brought in for good luck, the imperial physician immediately looked disdainful and regretted answering Zhang Ping'an's question earlier, feeling as if he had lost face.

"Of course I know medicine. Veterinarians are doctors too..." Zhang Ping'an suddenly puffed out his chest and coughed lightly to attract everyone's attention.

"Miss Lu's illness, perhaps I can cure it."

Lu Chongyang was so immersed in his grief that he didn't hear a word Zhang Ping'an said.

He frowned, somewhat annoyed, and waved his hand at Zhang Ping'an: "Alright, you can go wait outside. Don't disturb Miss's rest!"

Madam Lu suddenly widened her eyes and stared at Zhang Ping'an: "What did you just say?"

"You say you can cure my daughter's illness?"

Lu Chongyang then realized what was happening and stared sharply at Zhang Ping'an, his gaze carrying a threat: "This is the Prime Minister's residence. If you dare to speak recklessly, you will be punished according to family rules!"

Zhang Ping'an was intimidated by Lu Chongyang's imposing aura. As expected of the head of the civil officials and the Left Prime Minister of the country, he was incredibly powerful!

However, he quickly regained his composure and said earnestly, "Miss is not actually sick, she is just allergic to pollen. As long as you do as I say, you will recover in three days at most."