I insist

Chapter 167: Leaving the Deep Mountains

"What do you think of this prescription?" Ming Taicheng said with a smile, moving the kraft paper with the prescription written on it toward Song Miqiu.

Song Miqiu smiled and glanced at Ming Taicheng, then looked down at the prescription. Perhaps wanting to see it more clearly, she picked up the prescription and examined it carefully.

"Not bad at all." Song Miqiu raised the corner of her eye affirmatively.

She gave Ming Taicheng a thumbs up, "No wonder he's a medical sage of thirty years! If you asked anyone else, they definitely wouldn't have been able to make this prescription in less than three to five years!"

“That’s right!” Ming Taicheng didn’t mince words and smiled in response to Song Miqiu’s praise.

Song Miqiu's eyes crinkled into crescents. Suddenly remembering something, she exclaimed "Oh!" and asked in return, "How did you come back to act as the head of the Imperial Medical Academy?"

She remembered that Ming Taicheng preferred a relaxed and carefree life, so why would he suddenly appear in the Imperial Hospital?

Compared to Ming Taicheng, Lin Yecheng's medical skills were utterly insignificant. She could already imagine Lin Yecheng returning to the Imperial Hospital two months later, only to find that his people had all been won over by Ming Taicheng and refused to acknowledge him.

But the other party's medical skills are better than his own, and his family background is the same as his own, or even more abundant. He is inferior to Ming Taicheng in every aspect. Will he be so angry that he goes crazy?

Thinking of that scene, Song Miqiu felt an urge to laugh. She pursed her lips, secretly enjoying herself.

"Acting Director of the Imperial Medical Academy?" Ming Taicheng's face was full of disdain when the Imperial Medical Academy was mentioned.

He had only glanced at the imperial physicians' practices briefly when he discovered that their skills were generally mediocre, with only a few possessing slightly superior abilities.

Song Miqiu was one of them, plus she always had some of his favorite prescriptions, and her personality was also very compatible with his.

"If the Emperor hadn't begged me to come and act as his representative, I wouldn't have wanted to come."

"Your Majesty?" Song Miqiu asked in surprise. Although she knew that Ming Taicheng was very famous, she did not expect that Ming Taicheng's visit to the Imperial Hospital was actually requested by the Emperor.

She looked at him with a mixture of belief and doubt. Seeing Ming Taicheng's smugness, she couldn't help but ask doubtfully, "Are you sure? The Emperor, the supreme ruler, why would he need you to come to the Imperial Hospital as his head?"

"What, is my medical skill not enough for the Emperor to beg me for help?" Ming Taicheng frowned and questioned repeatedly.

Song Miqiu quickly waved her hand. Since Ming Taicheng had been the Medical Sage for thirty consecutive years, she remained silent for a moment before cautiously probing for information about her father.

"You mean him?" Upon hearing this, Mingtai Cheng tilted his head slightly and sighed, "He was an outstanding man, but unfortunately, his temper was too stubborn."

He sat down, poured two cups of tea, pushed one cup in front of Song Miqiu, and invited her to sit down. "I just saw that you've finished your work outside. Why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea with me? I'll tell you about what happened back then."

Upon hearing this, Song Miqiu stood there embarrassed, glancing at the door. "They're all working; they'll have complaints if I don't go."

Thinking about what had happened before, Song Miqiu helplessly rubbed her forehead. "You don't know, after I finished what I was supposed to do, I wandered around, but people started talking about it and brought it up every day. I'm so tired of hearing it."

"Outrageous!!" Ming Taicheng's expression changed, and he slammed his hand heavily into his palm. "Everywhere, strength should speak for itself. Since his strength is inferior to others, yet he has more say than those with strength, this shouldn't be the case!"

He waved to Song Miqiu, gesturing for her to sit down, and said domineeringly, "I'd like to see who dares to say anything against you in the next two months! Just sit down and drink, I'm here!"

"Then I'll thank you in advance!" Song Miqiu's eyes lit up with a smile as she sat down.

She picked up the tea that Ming Taicheng had given her, took a sip, raised her eyebrows, and thought the tea was quite good. She couldn't help but exclaim, "Indeed, the tea that the Dean serves is the best!"

"If you like to drink it, take some home with you when you go back!"

Song Miqiu didn't hesitate to agree with a smile. She watched Ming Taicheng drink his tea and asked again, "That person has a stubborn temper. Did something happen afterward?"

“What happened was quite serious!” Ming Taicheng slammed his teacup down. “Because of his temper, not only did it cause a series of major incidents, but because of his temper, he ended up with a tragic end.”

Thinking of how such a hero had fallen, Ming Taicheng shook his head with regret.

Song Miqiu's tone was somewhat anxious. She slammed her hand on the wooden table and asked urgently, "Why did this happen? I heard that he had been safe and sound until the incident! How could something like this happen in the middle of the night!?"

Ming Taicheng was about to respond when he sensed something was wrong. He paused, looked at Song Miqiu suspiciously, and asked in bewilderment, "This isn't your family's business, why are you so agitated?"

"Besides, you and I are not that different in age. If I know something, how could you not know it?"

Mingtai Chengke remembers that the incident was quite sensational back then, and many people knew about it.

Song Miqiu's face stiffened, and only then did she belatedly realize that her reaction had been too intense.

She chuckled dryly and waved her hand at Ming Taicheng, "I just got excited. After all, such a powerful person once came from the capital, so naturally I'm very curious."

“Besides,” Song Miqiu said, her face showing signs of weariness, and she let out a heavy sigh, “you don’t know, my family used to live in a remote mountain valley. There were many things I didn’t know about the outside world. It was only later that I led my family out of the deep mountains.”

The more she spoke, the more weathered she seemed to become, as if she were lamenting her tragic fate to others.

Ming Taicheng's attention was instantly drawn away from what had just happened. He frowned and asked again, "And what about your husband?"

"My husband?" Song Miqiu was stunned for a moment, blinking her eyes. She had no idea whether her husband was dead or alive. When she came over, her husband was not there.

Seeing Ming Taicheng's persistent curious gaze, she could only quickly come up with a story to deceive him.

Just as Song Miqiu was about to continue speaking, a commotion suddenly broke out outside the door. She and Ming Taicheng exchanged a puzzled look, and the two stood up in perfect unison and walked towards the door.

Tomorrow, he will walk ahead of Song Miqiu again. He will open the door first, peek out and see a palace servant appear at the entrance of the Imperial Hospital.

“They’re from the Crown Prince’s palace,” Ming Taicheng said in a low voice.

The Eastern Palace?

Song Miqiu looked at the clothes of the palace servants of the East Palace with surprise. She had been in the palace for a long time and rarely saw the palace servants of the East Palace. She was quite surprised to see them suddenly now.

But she was puzzled as to why the palace servants from the Eastern Palace had suddenly come over at this time.

He didn't seem flustered at all, so it seemed that nothing had happened to his master.

The palace servants in the Eastern Palace looked like they were there to cause trouble.