Impératrice douairière Xiaoxuan

Chapitre 216

Just then, Ma Han came out of the house and, seeing her appearance, asked, "What's wrong?"

My legs are numb.

In the blink of an eye, almost the instant Ma Da Sao finished speaking, Ma Han rushed over with lightning speed, squatted down in front of her, pointed his left hand at her leg in a sword-like gesture, and hurriedly said, "Give me back my papaya money, so be it!" He repeated it seven times in one breath before stopping.

"How is it? Is your leg still numb?" he asked.

Mrs. Ma was confused by his words and hesitated before saying, "This leg wasn't numb to begin with; it's this side that's numb." She pointed to her right leg.

"oh……"

Ma Han nodded, his body remaining steady. He slightly turned the direction of his left hand, pointing it at her right leg, and said again, "Give me back my papaya money, so be it!" He repeated it seven times in one breath.

"how?"

Mrs. Ma moved slightly and said happily, "It's really not numb anymore."

Ma Han said smugly, "Of course, this is a magic prescription from a book, how could it be wrong?"

"What kind of magic formula?" Sister-in-law Ma asked curiously.

“It must be a miraculous prescription written by a master.” Ma Han returned to the house happily. “It really works. It seems I need to read it a few more times.”

Behind her, Ma Da Sao rubbed her legs, vaguely feeling that her husband hadn't chanted any incantation, and that the numbness should have subsided after a while.

After this incident, Ma Han became even more convinced of the various remedies recorded in the book, and he was eager to try them out, wishing he could have the opportunity to demonstrate his skills every day.

"Brother, besides the three delicacies, what else would you like to eat?"

Mo Yan stood in front of the steaming bamboo steamer, tilting her head to look at Zhan Zhao.

"It will be all right."

"Alright then." Mo Yan called out to the steamed bun vendor, "I'll have one steamer of three kinds of seafood and another steamer of meat filling."

The steamed bun vendor poked his head out from behind the steamer and asked in surprise, "Two steamers? Sixteen steamed buns? I'm afraid the two of you can't eat that many, can you?"

Mo Yan frowned: "Mind your own business!"

Zhan Zhao hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Mo Yan to sit down, then smiled at the shop owner and said, "My wife can't stand being hungry, please bring the steamed buns quickly, and also two bowls of soy milk."

"Oh... okay, okay." The shopkeeper, upon recognizing him as Zhan Zhao, nodded hastily and brought the food to the table. He then glanced at Mo Yan and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Everyone in the capital knew that Lord Zhan was married, but most did not know who his wife was. Today, this woman appeared utterly ordinary, and he truly felt sorry for Lord Zhan.

"What are you looking at!"

Mo Yan was quick-witted and immediately noticed the shopkeeper's restless gaze. She raised an eyebrow and glared at him, which startled the shopkeeper, who quickly turned and left.

"They must think I eat too much again!" she said, annoyed.

Zhan Zhao smiled and pushed a steamer of buns in front of her, took one and handed it to her: "You're pregnant now, so you should eat more."

Mo Yan took the steamed bun and took a big bite: "Big brother, did I really eat that much?"

"Not much, not much, we can eat more."

Zhan Zhao took a steamed bun, chewed it slowly, his gaze falling on Mo Yan, a faint smile on his face.

At this time, Mo Yan was more than three months pregnant and had an unusually good appetite. Whenever he was not on official business, she would drag him around the capital looking for delicious food. Yesterday, she heard that there was a steamed bun shop in the west of the city that made excellent steamed buns, especially the three-delicacy steamed buns, which were delicious and sweet. As soon as she heard that, she was very tempted and dragged him there to try them early in the morning.

How does it taste?

Seeing that Mo Yan had eaten three in a row, he asked with a smile.

After struggling to swallow the bun in her mouth, Mo Yan finally replied, "Actually... it's just so-so." As she said that, she reached for the fourth bun.

Zhan Zhao smiled, then lowered his head and began to drink his soy milk.

After the two finished eating, they paid the bill and left. When the shopkeeper was clearing the table, he saw that the two steamers of buns were completely empty, not a single one left. He couldn't help but sigh again: "That woman is not only lacking in talent and looks, but she is also so greedy. She must be someone who doesn't know how to manage a household. It's really a pity that Lord Zhan married such a woman."

Meanwhile, Zhan Zhao and Mo Yan were walking back.

After swallowing ten large steamed buns, Mo Yan was quite full, and she walked a little slower than usual. Zhan Zhao had nothing to do today, so he wasn't in a hurry and walked slowly with her.

"Hey! Aren't those Wang Tou and Ma Tou? What are they doing?" Mo Yan pointed to the two people not far from the street corner.

Zhan Zhao looked in the direction he was pointing and saw Wang Chao and Ma Han talking to each other. Ma Han looked extremely serious.

"Why does Ma Tou look like that? Did something happen?"

Mo Yan murmured, her steps unconsciously quickening.

Zhan Zhao knew she was curious, but he was also afraid that the two were discussing the case. Now that Mo Yan was pregnant, he didn't want her to worry about the case, so he had to hurry up and catch up.

As they drew closer, they heard Ma Han speaking earnestly to Wang Chao: "...The red worm came to eat my teeth and nail itself to the beam..."

Wang Chao barely managed to repeat after him: "...What kind of insect? My teeth, nailed to the beam..."

Mo Yan slowed her pace, exchanged a questioning glance with Zhan Zhao, both of them puzzled.

"No, no, you have to remember this clearly!" Ma Han interrupted Wang Chao and patiently read it again, this time Zhan Zhao and Mo Yan heard it clearly.

“The red worms from the south came to eat my teeth and were nailed to the beam, where they will remain for a thousand years.”

"What kind of talisman is this? It sounds really strange," Mo Yan muttered to herself.

Upon hearing the word "talisman," Zhan Zhao unconsciously pulled Mo Yan behind him before bowing and smiling at Wang Chao and Ma Han, saying, "Good morning, you two. I just happened to be passing by..."

Before Zhan Zhao could finish speaking, Wang Chao, seeing him as if granted a pardon, quickly grabbed him and said, "Brother Zhan, you've come at the right time. Ma Han has recently been researching elixirs of immortality. You might as well listen to him; it will be of great benefit."