Gao Lin was holding a fragrant chicken leg and chewing it. He ate it all over his mouth. While chewing, he praised An Nan: "A good disciple has improved a lot of cooking skills, which really makes me feel relieved."

An Nan paused with his chopsticks. The original owner's cooking skills were not very good, because there were few ingredients and because Gao Lin himself did not have the ability to cook, he could only cook the food, and he could not eat it. The original owner, who was led by him, naturally inherited his "craftsmanship", and there was no taste in cooking.

But now this meal of "chicken stewed mushrooms" is particularly delicious. No wonder Gao Lin praised her like this.

"It's probably because you haven't eaten meat for a long time that you think it's delicious. Besides, as long as it's meat, put the seasonings in it, it won't be too unpalatable no matter how you make it." An Nan said lightly.

"Yes." Gao Lin responded casually, then buried his head in the bowl and ate again.

After that day, An Nan wanted to suddenly lit up his hunting skills, and he could hunt a hare and pheasant from time to time to eat. Gao Lin was so happy that he rarely squeezed her. The faces of the master and apprentice also became rosy with naked eyes, and his thin body gradually became fuller.

An Nan's twelve-year-old body finally had traces of a girl, and her height began to grow taller, no longer like a thin little boy like before.

The master and apprentice in the Medical Valley lived a free and easy life, but in the capital thousands of kilometers away, the sixteen-year-old Prince Qi was not doing so well in the capital, the capital of King Qi’s mansion.

Prince Qi was lying on the bed with a pale face, and an old doctor helped him take his pulse.

Princess Qi looked at the doctor's movements with tears in her eyes and asked worriedly: "How is it? Is Qi'er's condition serious again?"

The doctor frowned and carefully touched Ye Qi's pulse. After a while, he replied to Princess Qi: "The prince's body is still the same, and the condition has not worsened. It's just that he has been infected with wind and cold, which has aggravated the condition. Now he needs to cure the wind and cold well and carefully nourish the body. Never get infected with other diseases."

Princess Qi was half relieved when she heard this, and her other half was hanging for her son. She wiped her tears with her handkerchief and said to the doctor: "Then I'll bother the doctor to help Qi'er recover."

The old doctor nodded and went down to prescribe medicine for Prince Qi.

Princess Qi walked over and held Ye Qi's hand. Seeing his blood-free lips, she blamed and worriedly said: "It's all my fault. It's because I didn't give you a healthy body, which made you suffer such a great sin from birth..."

Ye Qi squeezed out a weak smile and comforted Princess Qi and said, "Mother, you can't blame you, it's just that the child is not doing well. Don't blame yourself for the child."

At that time, Princess Qi and Princess Qi became a marriage that was in love with each other. They lived a sweet and enviable love life, but such a beautiful life only lasted until Princess Qi was pregnant with Ye Qi.

Because she was pregnant, she could no longer serve King Qi. King Qi was young and vigorous, and was at the age of being unable to withstand teasing. When he was slightly hooked up by other women, he could not control his body. He also threw away the vows he had with Princess Qi and favored other women.

Princess Qi was hit hard when she learned the news and almost had a miscarriage. In the end, the imperial physician took a lot of effort to protect Ye Qi. However, Prince Qi's new favorite concubine was quite ambitious and wanted to kill Princess Qi and the child in her womb, so she found an opportunity to poison Princess Qi.

But Ye Qi was very lucky. Even if Princess Qi was poisoned, he still had not been aborted. Although he was still born prematurely under the strong protection of the imperial physician.

Ye Qi, who had a premature birth, was weak and he brought the poison from Princess Qi from the fetus, so he became even weaker after giving birth and almost couldn't support him.

But he was born with poison from the fetus and was sick and could die at any time. The imperial physician once asserted that he could not live to ten years old.

However, he was born in the Qi Palace and was fed with various treasures. He actually allowed him to live to the age of sixteen. He only had to see the imperial physician in three or two days and drink medicine all day long.

"What's wrong with Qi'er?" King Qi walked in from outside and rushed to Ye Qi's bed. He was having a party with his friends outside. As soon as he returned to the mansion, he heard that his son had become ill again, so he hurried over to see him.

"Father, I'm fine, you don't have to worry." Ye Qi said reluctantly with his spirits.

Princess Qi sneered and said, "I don't know what to do outside, but now I'm back and pretending to care about my son!"

King Qi quickly explained: "I am not a fool. I'm gathered with Anyang Hou and the others for a while. As soon as I came back, I heard that Qi'er was sick, and I was also very worried."

Princess Qi sneered and said, "What are you worried about? Without Qi'er, you have several other sons, and they are all healthy! I think you wish that Qi'er would be gone early, so that you can give way to your sons!"

Princess Qi said, staring at King Qi with hatred. King Qi was suffocated by her eyes and felt sad. He knew that his wife hated him because Ye Qi's health was so poor. He was the culprit. He favored others and let his wife down. He also let the vicious concubine poison his wife, causing his son to lose half of his life. Now that half of his life is always hanging. I don't know one day he will be taken away by the King of Hell. How can his wife not hate him?

But now it was too late for him to regret it, so he could only force himself to say: "Don't say this in front of his son. Qi'er is the only prince of my Prince Qi's mansion, and no one else can beat him."

"Hmph!" Princess Qi glanced at him coldly, not wanting to continue arguing with him in front of her son, so she stopped.

Ye Qi covered his chest and coughed a few times. Princess Qi was so scared that she hurriedly supported him: "Qi'er! Qi'er! Don't scare your mother!"

King Qi also looked at his son with a panic look on his face.

Ye Qi coughed for a while before he stopped, panting, and even his pale face was covered with a little redness, which made him look a little healthy, but everyone knows that this is just an illusion.

King Qi looked at his son who was still handsome despite his weak illness and said with heartache: "The imperial doctor in the palace has no choice. I'd better send someone to various places in the people to find a miracle doctor. Maybe I can find a doctor who can cure my son's illness."

Ye Qi calmed down his breath, smiled weakly, and said, "The father doesn't have to work hard to find him anymore. Haven't he found many of them in the past ten years? But none of them are useful and he is not as good as the imperial doctor in the palace. Anyway, I won't die for a while, so why waste my energy?"

"How can it be said to be a waste? If my son can be cured, I will be willing to kill him!" Princess Qi immediately said disagreeingly, looking at her son with heartache.

King Qi also nodded: "As long as you can find someone to cure you, it is worth it no matter how much energy and money you spend."
Chapter completed!