A four-year-old medical prodigy descended to the mortal realm, and the entire capital sought her tre

"Ruo Ruo, what are you doing?" Zhao Jinzhong asked, seeing that she had been dawdling for a long time and was still picking out fruit.

"Brother," Zhou Ruo raised her face, which was flushed with worry, and pointed to the lemons on the ground, saying, "I want to take them with me..."

"Lemon?" Zhao Jinzhong asked, puzzled. "Is this sour fruit really that delicious?"

Zhou Ruo nodded vigorously and said, "Yes! This sour fruit will keep all the toxins I've absorbed in my body behaving themselves!"

Zhao Jinzhong: "It can have that effect? ​​Okay, then take all the lemons here!"

As he spoke, Zhao Jinzhong took matters into his own hands and picked out all the lemons from the basket, filling it to the brim.

"When we get back to the manor, I'll tell my mother to plant a few lemon trees in the yard too."

Zhou Ruo then remembered that they were rushing back to the capital to see Ji Ping.

She suddenly became anxious: "Brother, hurry up! We need to get back to see Mother. Don't dawdle!"

Zhao Jinzhong: "..."

Zhao Yucheng and his group rushed to the capital without stopping, and finally returned to the general's mansion before sunset.

More than a month later, Zhou Ruo returned to the General's Mansion.

As soon as Zhou Ruo got off the carriage, she ran towards Lanxiang Courtyard.

"Mother—Mother!" Stepping into Ji Ping's room, Zhou Ruo saw Ji Ping sitting on the bed.

She ran over and threw herself into Ji Ping's arms, feeling a pang of sadness in her heart.

Zhao Jinzhong followed Zhou Ruo all the way to Lanxiang Courtyard. The moment he saw Ji Ping, his longing for his mother filled his heart.

However, he couldn't express his longing as freely as Zhou Ruo.

"Mother, how are you feeling now?" Zhao Jinzhong approached the bedside and asked with concern.

Zhao Yucheng entered the house a few steps later than the two children. When he saw that Ji Ping looked a little haggard, he felt a pang of anxiety and quickly went to check on her.

"Madam, what's wrong?"

Ji Ping glanced at Si Qiao standing to the side, smiled and sighed softly, then spoke gently:

"Siqiao was in a bit of a hurry at the time and didn't explain things clearly to the guard who was delivering the message, so the guard rode off to deliver the message to you."

Zhao Yucheng and Zhao Jinzhong exchanged a glance, puzzled.

He glanced at Siqiao, who was awkwardly lowering her head, but the corners of her mouth were turned up.

Zhao Yucheng: "What exactly happened?"

Zhou Ruo pushed herself out of Ji Ping's arms and sat up straight on the edge of the bed, saying with a grin:

"Mommy's pregnant!"

Zhao Yucheng's mind went blank for a moment, and he remained stunned for a while before slowly asking:

"Ruo'er, what did you just say?"

Ji Ping was also surprised: "Ruo'er, you just snuggled in your mother's arms a few times, and you already know your mother is pregnant?"

Zhou Ru chuckled, "Of course!"

Zhao Yucheng looked at Zhou Ruo, then at Ji Ping, his surprise and delight finally showing.

He stepped forward and sat down on the edge of the bed, tightly grasping Ji Ping's hands, and said excitedly, "Madam, is it true?"

Upon receiving Ji Ping's affirmation, Zhao Yucheng exclaimed with emotion, "I never imagined that I, Zhao Yucheng, would have another child!"

After ten years of trying, the couple is finally going to have a new child.

As he spoke, the eyes of this upright and unyielding first-rank general welled up with tears.

Ji Ping's eyes were also glistening with tears. "Husband, it's all thanks to Ruo'er."

If Zhou Ruo hadn't discovered the problem with the medicine in time, Ji Ping wouldn't be pregnant now.

Zhao Yucheng and his wife, disregarding the presence of their children and servants, embraced each other with overwhelming emotion.

Zhao Jinzhong was stunned for a while before he gradually processed the news.

"Mom isn't sick, she's pregnant? Does that mean I'm going to have a little brother or sister?!"

This feeling was unfamiliar to Zhao Jinzhong.

Although Zhou Ruo was also a younger sister, she arrived at the General's Mansion as his savior.

And the child in Ji Ping's belly is his bloodline.

Given that he already had a younger sister named Zhou Ruo, Zhao Jinzhong felt that having younger siblings was a blessing, and that the general's mansion would be more lively.

Thinking of this, he became very excited. "Tomorrow I'll find a craftsman to make a gold lock for my younger brother and sister!"

There's a folk custom that puts a gold lock on a newborn baby, bringing both wealth and peace—something even children know.

Ji Ping: "Zhong'er, don't worry, the birth is still a long way off!"

Zhao Yucheng: "Zhong'er is going to be a big brother! You can tell he's really happy! Haha!"

Zhou Ruo jumped off the bed, walked to Zhao Jinzhong, and asked in confusion, "Brother, why did you go and make a gold lock?"

Zhao Jinzhong: "Ruoruo, you don't know this, it's a custom. My brother also wore a gold lock when he was a child."

Zhou Ruo: "I'm asking you, why did you only make one gold lock?"

"Huh?" Zhao Jinzhong was stunned again.

Zhao Yucheng and Ji Ping also didn't understand Zhou Ruo's meaning.

Zhou Ruo: "Mommy is carrying twins, so why are both babies wearing one gold lock?"

Zhao Jinzhong: "Huh?"

Zhao Yucheng: "What?"

Ji Ping: "Hmm?"

Seeing everyone staring at her with wide eyes, Zhou Ruo added, "There are two babies, one looks like the older brother, and the other looks like me."

The room was silent for a moment, then filled with happy laughter again.

That night, many people in the general's mansion had difficulty falling asleep, except for Zhou Ruo.

Since Zhou Ruo collected a lot of toxic energy in the forest, her spiritual power has been automatically refining elixirs day and night.

With the added benefit of lemon, the elixir is refined faster, and the resulting elixir energy is purer.

Therefore, she often felt tired and would fall asleep as soon as it got dark.

The news of Zhao Jinzhong's return to Beijing quickly reached An Chang's ears.

More than a month ago, after meeting Zhou Ruo, he couldn't forget this cute and smart child.

He watched his younger sister practice martial arts, ride horses, and shoot arrows every day in the palace, which gave him a real headache.

I increasingly feel that Zhou Ruo is a well-behaved and lively girl, and it's very interesting to tease her.

After all, younger siblings born to parents are meant to be teased. If your own sister isn't fun to tease, it's not so bad to tease someone else's.

A few days later at noon, An Chang arrived at the General's Mansion with two baskets of persimmons.

"Zhao Jinzhong—Zhao Jinzhong!" An Chang called out urgently as he stepped through the threshold of Wude Academy, "Quickly, let your sister come out and play!"

After returning to the general's mansion, Zhou Ruo would go to the "old place" to treat the servants whenever she had free time.

However, ever since she only cured the soldiers' difficult and complicated illnesses in the military camp, the general's physicians have gradually returned.

After all, Zhou Ruo was a master, and the servants would not come to Zhou Ruo for treatment if they could see the family doctor.

Therefore, Zhou Ruo's "business" has been quite dismal for the past few days.

Zhao Jinzhong was influenced by Zhou Ruochi's passion for reading while he was in the army.

After returning to the general's mansion, he began to study scriptures, military books, and practice martial arts diligently. He would also spend time with Zhou Ruo whenever he had free time.

When An Chang came to find him, he was immersed in the world of military strategy books.

"It's 'The Art of War' again! You've read this book eight hundred times!" An Chang wasn't very interested in reading.

"Don't you have a younger sister? My sister is very precious to me; you can't just see her whenever you want!"

After recovering from his illness, Zhao Jinzhong became much more cheerful.

He almost never joked like that with An Chang before.

As the two were talking, Zhou Ruo walked in from outside the door with her head down, looking rather downcast.