Chapter 208: Three Immature Old Children

and dance performances, and the competition officially started in the afternoon.A plaza large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people. Yun An'an and the others were sitting in the stands, ch...: []

They just now seemed to hear Li Qingyuan call that girl "Yi Wangfei."

Which empress consort

What about that Princess of Kyoto

Before the crowd could unravel their confusion, Yun An'an, veiled and smiling softly, raised her phoenix eyes slightly.

"Mr. Qingshen is the best doctor in Beichen Kingdom. It is an honor for juniors to be able to fight against Mr. Qingshen."

"The Princess Consort praised him, but I am merely a wandering doctor from the mountains. As for the title of "World's Greatest Physician," it is merely what others see in me."

The atmosphere became extremely tense in an instant.

Old Wang stared wide-eyed at the two of them, eagerly anticipating Li Qingyuan's downfall.

He believes that Yun An'an definitely has the ability.

Their imperial court physician didn't care about winning or losing. They just wanted to see Li Qingyuan humiliated.

I'm so looking forward to it!

As Li Qingyuan and Yun An'an each took a step forward, they stood opposite each other across the long table.

Just then, Li Qingyuan, who had been standing before the crowd, suddenly closed his eyes, leaned back, and fell straight to the ground.

DONG~

The sound of a head hitting the ground.

Not only was Yun An'an stunned, but everyone present was also dumbfounded, looking at Li Qingyuan who had fallen to the ground in disbelief.

"What's going on"

"This little girl played dirty"

"He was fine just a moment ago, how come he suddenly fainted"

People looked at me, I looked at you, all eyes eventually turned to Yun An'an.

"Watch what I do."

It wasn't her who poisoned him. From the beginning to now, she and Li Qingyuan have been separated by a table. Across from them is Tianbei Chen Guo's number one physician. Was there an opportunity to poison him

Old Wang strode forward, probing Li Qingyuan's pulse. The next second, his white eyebrows furrowed in concern.

"Asleep"

Li Qingyuan fell asleep.

It's not unconsciousness, not poisoning, just simply asleep.

"Hey girl, come take a look."

Old Wang beckoned with his hand, signaling Yun An'an to come forward and take a look at Li Qingyuan's condition.

How could he just fall asleep out of the blue

"Narcolepsy."

"What is hypersomnia"

Old Wang still had a puzzled expression.

He had never heard of such a disease.

As the name suggests, once a patient falls ill, they are unable to resist sleep regardless of the time of day or night, and this can happen anytime, anywhere.

"Oh~ I thought Li Qingyuan was dead. I even prepared the gift."

Hearing this vicious curse from Old Wang, the wandering physicians of the Jianghu Youyi faction all revealed expressions of disdain.

Due to Li Qingyuan's sleep attack, the medical skills competition between him and Yun An'an is temporarily put on hold.

In the courtyard of Wangshu Inn, there's nothing but the sound of snoring.

It could be said that this year's Kyoto Medical Arts Conference... was a bit poorly organized.

"Old Wangye, Yi Princess, please be careful on your journey."

"Alright, you go back and take care of Li Qingyuan. When he wakes up, have him come to Rui's mansion."

Old Wang waved his hand, motioning Qingfeng to set off and return to Kyoto.

Although I've already asked someone to greet Yun An'an and borrow her for a few hours, if I get back too late, I can't avoid being scolded by that kid Bei Chen Yi.

"Yun'er, you truly impressed the old man today, well done!"

"Hmm~"

"Hmph, what are you laughing at This old man is getting on in years. Besides, I am the oldest King from Beichen Kingdom after all. Do you really think you can compare your medical skills with those roughnecks"

Old Wang instantly became melancholic, munching on melon seeds and muttering about his grievances.

On the way back from Wangshushan Villa to Yiwu Mansion, you could hear Old Master Wang's endless chatter.

Not only did Yun An'an and Qing Feng feel troubled, but even the horse pulling the carriage was restless.

After a long ordeal, I finally returned to Yiwangfu.

Upon his departure, the old king specifically instructed Yun An'an not to forget the palace banquet in three days' time. At that time, all imperial relatives and high-ranking officials would be attending with their families.

"Yun Ya'tou, tomorrow bake some more cakes and send them to Yunxiang Mansion. This old man wants to talk business with your father."

"Are they related"

Resisting the urge to beat Old Master Wang to a pulp, Yun An'an's face was dark and gloomy.

Women going through menopause don't have to listen to anyone, not even an old man like him.

Of course, I'm hungry! That's settled then. See you tomorrow afternoon!

Not giving Yun'an a chance to refuse, Old Wangye urged Qingfeng to hurry and send him back to Ruiqin Wangfu.

Tap tap tap —

At this time, another carriage slowly pulled up.

As Beichen Yi got out of the carriage, he saw Yun An'an, and all the coldness in his eyes instantly vanished.

"An'er, how beautiful she is wearing the veil."

"When did I become ugly"

"An'er is beautiful at all times, the most beautiful woman in the world."

Embracing Yun An'an gently, Bei Chen Yi took off the veil from her face, his movements were incredibly tender, fearing that even a slight touch would shatter the beloved person before him.

Why are you just coming back now

She was late because of the Kyoto Medical Arts Convention. Old Master Wang insisted on taking her along to show his face.

The result was good, Li Qingyuan fell ill and slept through it, so the Kyoto Medical Skills Convention just came to an end.

Where's Bei Chen Yi What crazy thing has that Bei Chen Han done again

"Still about the treasure map"

"As intelligent as An'er."

His long hand gently caressed Yun An'an's cheek, rubbing her fair skin. He just couldn't get enough of looking at her.

The treasure-hunting party from Beichen Country has arrived in Xianyun Country, but only a tenth of the original number remain.

Now that the time for treasure hunting has arrived, all seven nations are closely watching. As the most powerful nation among the seven, Beichen Nation will naturally face opposition from other countries uniting against it.

"

Don't bring up any worries, An'er. I'm hungry.

"

A husky voice echoed in her ears, Beichen Yi's magnetically deep words pounded against Yun An'an's cheeks, causing the woman's face to flush red.

……

The next day.

Yingtian Academy Class A, Ding Group.

The upcoming exams make studying the most important thing right now.

"This question is key. Last year and the year before last had this type of question on the exam. Even if you have to memorize it, you have to memorize it."

Yunan An drew another problem, and circled it with a mark.

In class, Xue Qiancheng frowned, staring at the notebook covered in circles and crosses, letting out a long sigh.

When the hell will I have to memorize this

"Look what I'm doing, there's a flower on my face, back to the question!"

"Oh~~~~~~~~"

For the whole morning, Yun Anan was busy highlighting important points.

Finally, it's time to clock out.

As soon as I got into the carriage, he too followed me into it.

What are you doing

Yun'an was startled and looked at the old man with confusion.

"Anything up"

"Well... I heard you're going to Yunxiang Mansion, old man will follow along for the fun. So fragrant~~"

His throat tightened, and Uehara's eyes betrayed his unspoken thoughts.

It's nothing more than wanting to go to Yunxiang Mansion for free food, drinks, and cake.

"Dean, did you make an appointment with Old Master Wang"

Absolutely not! I swear on my honor!

You Changyuan swore a solemn oath, but Yun An'an simply gave him a withering look that said "Do you even have a personality"

Everyone had already gotten on the carriage, and even if they tried to stop them, it was too late. Yun An'an could only take You Changyuan with her to visit Yun Xiangfu.

At the gate of Yun Xiang's Mansion now.

Two old men leaned against the stone lions, side by side, staring longingly into the distance.

"Grandpa Wang, what does a baked cake taste like"

How do I describe it to you~

With a swallow, Old Wang's hands were tucked into his sleeves, and his mung bean-sized eyes gazed dreamily back on the delectable taste of the baked cake.

Soft, tender, melts in your mouth, so sweet!

Numerous amazing flavors await, just waiting to be experienced firsthand.

Here it is:"

Here it comes~~

" Let me know if you have anything else I can help you translate!

Seeing the familiar carriage appear, Old Wang dashed forward like a monkey. When Yu Changyuan got out of the carriage, his face was as dark as night.

"How did this old geezer get here"

"Who are you calling 'old geezer' It's been a while since I've seen my students, so what's wrong with me coming to visit"

For a long time, people have been talking about You Changyuan as the rising star among students. Old Wangye sneered; he still doesn't know You Changyuan's intentions, does he

Inside the Yunxiang Manor, on a stone table, Yun An'an sat on one side. On her left was Yu Changyuan, and on her right was Yun Qianshan. Opposite them sat Old Wangye, with a pile of roasted cakes in the middle.

Three old men, nearly two hundred years combined, rolled up their sleeves and were having a cake and peach blossom wine. They were eating with such... indescribable gusto.

Incidentally, before coming to the Yunxiang Manor, You Changyuan had Qingfeng drive a carriage to Dali Temple. When he came out, he had two jars of peach blossom wine in his hands.

And Zhang Yuan, the Minister of Dali Temple, with a mournful expression, followed Yu Changyuan closely.

It goes without saying how these two jars of peach blossom wine came to be.

"Delicious, I've eaten so many pastries in my life, but this is the first time I've tasted something so exquisite."

When inspiration strikes, I long to write a poem.

"You look like you've never seen the world before."

Old Wang mocked You Changyuan, but his movements didn't stop.

Soon, Yun Anan baked thirty sponge cakes and only one was left. The three of them looked at each other, unwilling to back down.

"As the eldest prince of Beichen Kingdom, I have served in countless battles, shedding blood for our nation. This final cake rightfully belongs to me, Your Royal Highness."

For a piece of cake, Old Wang revealed his extraordinary achievements.

"Heh~ This old man is a carefree immortal, the headmaster of Yingtian Academy, the patriarch of You Family Medicine, and has nurtured many talented people for Beichen Kingdom. The last piece of cake should belong to this old man."

Yu Changyuan, unwilling to back down, flaunted his superior status to declare ownership of the last piece of cake.

"Ahem~ I'm Yun An'an's dad."

Yun Qian Shan, as Yun An An's father, told the two that this last piece of cake should be his.

But...

"You're not even Yun Ya's biological father."

"Yun's father isn't yours."

Two sharp blades pierced Yun Qian Shan's heart deeply, and Yun Qian Shan almost spat out a mouthful of old blood on the spot.

Damn, that's really vicious!

"Let's not fight over this, the last piece of cake should go to Yun Ya. She said it belongs to whoever she wants it to."

Old Wang kept giving Yun An'an meaningful glances.

Yu Changyuan and Yun Qian Shan also looked at her, although they didn't speak, their eyes already said it all.

"Qingfeng!"

"Right then, thank you, Your Highness, thank you, Elder Wangye, Dean You, and Chancellor Yun!"

Qingfeng leapt and snatched the cake, stuffing it into his mouth. He didn't forget to say thank you, which enraged the three people so much that they wished they could smash Qingfeng's skull right then and there.ped toward Xue Qian Cheng for all eternity, his family sword technique aiming straight for her vital point."My god, little rascal, you're serious""You two get out here and fight."Yuwen Xiu's eyes flas...