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When he woke up, he sat in front of the bed in a daze.

The servant called out twice outside the door, but there was no response.

In the past, at this time, Qin Canglan would have already practiced swordsmanship in the courtyard for a while. The servant was worried. Thinking about how he had slept early last night and how strange it was, one could not help but worry that something had happened to him.

The servant boldly pushed the door open and entered.

“Old Master!”

Qin Canglan came back to his senses. “What is it?”

“Ah, you… you’re fine.” The servant scratched his head in a daze. “You woke up late. I was worried that you… that… pfft, my jinxed mouth!”

The servant smiled awkwardly. “I’ll get the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Are we eating braised noodles or buns this morning?”

Qin Canglan was uninterested. “Anything is fine.”

“Aye, I understand.”

The servant retreated.

“Wait.” Qin Canglan stopped him again.

The servant bowed and said, “Old Master, what can I do for you?”

Qin Canglan said, “Call the Imperial Physician Cen over.”

The servant hurriedly said, “Are you not feeling well?”

Qin Canglan waved his hand. “No, don’t make it public.”

If the children found out, there would be a lot of trouble.

“Yes.”

The servant first went to the kitchen, before personally going to Imperial Physician Cen’s house. His luck was good today. Imperial Physician Cen was not on duty in the palace, so he followed the servant to the residence.

Qin Che went to court.

Qin Yanran went to learn the zither while Qin Yun recuperated in the courtyard.

The residence was quite quiet.

When Imperial Physician Cen entered the room, Qin Canglan had already washed up. He had no appetite, so breakfast was still on the table.

Imperial Physician Cen carried the medicine box in.

Seeing that Qin Canlan’s expression was not right, Imperial Physician Cen asked, “Does your hand hurt again?”

“It’s not my hand.” Qin Canglan frowned, not knowing how to explain.

According to his personality, he would not believe such a strange thing.

But that was Su Huayin…

His fat wife.

Imperial Physician Cen asked in confusion, “Then why did you suddenly ask me to come over…”

“Ahem.” Qin Canglan coughed awkwardly. “I took the painkillers you gave me last night.”

Imperial Physician Cen was very surprised. “You… just took it?”

He had always treated the Old Protector Duke for gout, so he naturally understood how serious the other party’s condition was.

The Old Duke’s hand was not only due to gout, but it was also an accumulated condition. Therefore, ordinary people could not tolerate the pain.

When the Old Duke said that it hurt a little, it was already bone-piercing.

He thought that in ten days at most, the Old Duke would have to take painkillers.

It had been three months…

“Uh… it hasn’t expired, right…” Imperial Physician Cen muttered to himself.

“Does it work?” he asked.

“If you mean pain relief, yes,” Qin Canglan said fairly.

Imperial Physician Cen heaved a sigh of relief.

It had been three months but it had not expired. It seemed that there was no need to throw away the impending painkillers at home…

Qin Canglan asked, “You said last time that there would be side effects if I took those painkillers. You told me to try not to consume it if I could.”

“That’s right,” Imperial Physician Cen said. “Datura was added to the painkillers. The roots of this medicinal herb are poisonous. I didn’t add a high dose, so it won’t cause poisoning, but if it’s taken for a long time, it will cause a certain level of addiction. It’s not a big problem to take a small amount, but it might result in sleepiness. You’ll feel weak and nauseous and lose your appetite.”

Qin Canglan continued, “Other than that, what else?”

“Huh?” Imperial Physician Cen looked at Qin Canglan in confusion.

Qin Canglan cleared his throat. “For example… will you see anything…”

Imperial Physician Cen understood. “Are you referring to an illusion?”

“Ah, I just… had a dream!” Qin Canglan was also in a mess. “I took your painkillers and dreamed at night! I used to… not dream!”

Imperial Physician Cen thought for a moment. “I can’t rule out this possibility. However, what did you dream of?”

“I dreamed of Hua Yin,” Qin Canglan said.

Imperial Physician Cen was stunned.

Imperial Physician Cen had known Qin Canglan for decades and was considered his friend. He knew this name too well.

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Qin Canglan sighed. “I dreamed that Hua Yin wanted to kill me.”

Imperial Physician Cen did not understand this direction.

Qin Canglan continued, “She even sent me a dream.”

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After Imperial Physician Cen left, Qin Canglan went to the horse farm.

He got someone to prepare some foal feed.

The servant who raised the horses said, “I’ll send it to your residence later.”

“No need.”

Qin Canglan carried the feed into the carriage and personally went to Pear Blossom Lane.

He came to the door and saw a small child standing behind the threshold, looking out.

Perhaps it was because the child was too cute, but his mood suddenly became very good.

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“Dahu!”

He remembered that this was the little guy from yesterday.

The child looked up at him adorably. “I’m Erhu.”

Qin Canglan was stunned.

Erhu turned around and ran to the backyard.

Qin Canglan moved the feed into the front yard.

A small child was squatting in the front yard and digging with a shovel.

Qin Canglan smiled. “So you’re here, Dahu!”

The child turned his head and said with a serious expression, “I’m Xiaohu!”

Qin Canglan was speechless again.

Qin Canglan did not find Dahu in the courtyard.

That child… could it be that he went there to climb trees again?

It was very dangerous!

He put down the feed and walked out.

Qin Canglan was half right. Dahu had indeed gone there again, but he did not climb a tree today.

The door was open, and the sound of a zither came from inside. He hesitated for a moment before entering.

He followed the sound of the zither to the door of a room.

The man sat on the spotless wooden floor and elegantly stroked a zither.

Eh, it was the handsome uncle from yesterday.

After the man finished playing, he looked up indifferently.

Dahu said, “You play so well.”

The man did not say anything. He lowered his eyes and touched the strings.

Dahu said again, “Are you better?”

The man still said nothing.

“Can I come in?” Dahu asked again.

The man said, “Whatever.”

Dahu first observed the shoes at the door. After thinking for a moment, he took off his small shoes.

He arranged his small shoes and clattered into the house in his clean footwear.

He was very curious about that long, wonderful thing.

However, he was in no hurry to look at the zither. Instead, he first took out a snack wrapped in brown paper from his small pouch and handed it to the man.

“My mother made it. It’s delicious. You can eat it if you’re sick.”

It was a pastry made of loquat and honey. It moistened the throat and reduced heatiness.

The man was so thin that his bones could be seen because he found it difficult to swallow all the food in the world.

Seeing that he did not take it, Dahu was not discouraged. Instead, he placed it on the zither table at the side. “I’ll leave it here. You can eat when you’re hungry. Then, I’ll leave first!”

The man looked at the child in confusion.

It was as if he was surprised that he wasn’t here for the zither. Why did he leave after giving him the snacks?

Could it be that there was someone in this world who purely cared about him?

The man said, “You like to listen to the zither?”

Dahu was stunned. This was the first time he knew that this thing was called a zither.

“I like it,” Dahu said in a childish voice.

“Sit down,” the man said.

“Oh.” Dahu obediently sat down opposite him.

The man raised his hand and played the zither again.

In another room, Master Zhang, who was teaching Qin Yanran, suddenly stopped and listened attentively.

“Teacher…” Qin Yanran was about to ask him what was wrong when she heard the sound of the zither coming from the room in the backyard.

Extreme shock flashed across Master Zhang’s eyes. “He actually… he actually…”

Unlike the intermittent syllables that he had casually tuned previously, this time, it was a coherent tune.

It was like heavenly music.

Qin Yanran had always thought that she was extremely talented and played extremely well, but compared to the other party’s zither music, she realized what true heavenly music was.

The person playing the zither must be Master Zhang’s eldest disciple.

It was said that he had been under Zhang Qin’s tutelage for ten years.

It had only been less than half a year since she started learning.

Thinking of this, Qin Yanran was no longer anxious.

Nurturing such an outstanding disciple was a testament to Master Zhang’s standards.

She had made the right choice to acknowledge him as her master. She believed that in time, she would definitely become an outstanding talent in the zither.

Su Xiaoxiao didn’t know that Dahu had gone to listen to someone play the zither again.

When she returned home, she saw the two children, so she asked, “Where are Uncle and Dahu?”

Xiaohu immediately betrayed his brother. “Uncle, pull qiu qiu! Dahu snuck out again to listen to that!”

Listen to that?

Were they referring to the zither?

There was only one family playing the zither in the alley.

Su Xiaoxiao went to the house in the east.

Qin Canglan looked around the tree but could not find Dahu.

He was worried that Dahu had fallen into someone’s courtyard.

He turned around and came to the door of the house. He bumped into Su Xiaoxiao, who was also looking for Dahu.