My Aloof Lord Ex-Husband Begs for Remarriage
Chapter 122: Thinking of the Cheap Apprentice

Chapter 122: Chapter 122: Thinking of the Cheap Apprentice

"Now that the pleasant talk is over, help this palace with some official business," Chu Nanli set down the medical book.

"My Lord, what would you like me to do?"

Chu Nanli said, "In a little while, this palace will organize some books and a letter. You should call for a bodyguard in the courtyard, accompany him to the Imperial Medical Bureau to find Zhuang Muyan, and hand these things over to him."

"Understood." Yanyan quickly agreed and then asked, "My Lord, do you need me to help you with that?"

"No need, you go take care of other matters first."

"Yes."

Before leaving, Yanyan also carefully put away the drawing.

Chu Nanli got up and went to the inner room.

The medical books recently purchased were basically organized in this room for her convenience to reach for and read at any time.

Chu Nanli took out several books documenting the poisons of this continent and placed them along with the letter she had written.

Then, she picked up a book primarily about acupuncture, prepared ink, and started to write annotations on the blank pages.

She wrote in detail, making sure every point of caution and key was clearly stated, so Zhuang Muyan would not misunderstand when he read it.

Before she knew it, the sky had darkened.

Yanyan knocked on the door from outside, saying with concern, "My Lord, are you still organizing? It’s time for dinner. Your medicine has been prepared, and you haven’t had it yet. Shall we continue tomorrow?"

Chu Nanli’s hand was sore from writing, and her neck, constantly bent down, was also aching.

She looked up, massaging her arm while replying, "I am almost done. You and the bodyguard have something to eat first; be ready to leave afterward."

Seeing how her excitable apprentice was performing, so eager to learn, she couldn’t dampen his enthusiasm. Delivering the books and letter as soon as possible would also allow Zhuang Muyan to study with peace of mind.

Hearing this, Yanyan knew she couldn’t persuade her Princess Consort otherwise.

She could only respond, "Yes. I will have the kitchen keep your food warm, ready to eat at any time."

About half a teacup’s time later, Chu Nanli finally organized the letter and added an accompanying note.

The gist was to encourage Zhuang Muyan to study diligently, first to master the basic knowledge of poisons and acupuncture, not to aim too high all at once, and if he didn’t understand something, he was welcome to ask her at the War God Residence.

Afterward, she stood up to stretch her body, and once the sore and swollen sensation subsided, she also heard the sound of her own stomach growling.

"Yanyan."

Chu Nanli walked out.

Yanyan had finished her meal. Hearing Chu Nanli’s voice, she quickly came over from the side room.

"My Lord, are you done?"

"Yes, thank you for making this trip with the bodyguard."

"It’s no trouble; it’s what I should do," Yanyan replied, then efficiently directed someone to notify the kitchen to bring the food and arranged for others to serve Chu Nanli her medicine and prepare her bath after.

Only after all the small chores in the courtyard were properly instructed, did she leave with the bodyguard.

...

Food always tasted especially good after a tiring day.

Chu Nanli had not been very hungry at noon and had eaten very little, but by evening, her stomach seemed insatiable, as if compensating for earlier.

By the time she felt full, her stomach had already begun to cramp.

Supported by her maid, Chu Nanli lay on a wicker chair in the courtyard, using stargazing to alleviate her pain, while also giving herself a few acupuncture needles.

"Alas, one really shouldn’t overeat."

This sorrowful sigh reached the ears of the person on the roof, and the man chuckled lightly, his lips curving into a pleased smile beneath his mask.

Chu Nanli, feeling something amiss, looked up towards the southwest.

The roof was empty; the ridge merged with the starlight, and there was nothing there.

Chu Nanli withdrew her gaze, puzzled.

Did she just hear someone laughing?

It must have been an illusion.