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Muer's morning sickness had been getting increasingly severe lately. He Mu Ming asked Pei Guanjing to come for a consultation. After examining Muer, Pei Guanjing diagnosed that it was due to the mixed energies of the military's Tian Qian and the pregnant Kun Ze, which conflicted with each other, causing Muer's morning sickness to be worse than that of an average pregnant Kun Ze.
Pei Guanjing prescribed medicine for Muer, a secret potion used by Kun Ze to conceal their energies, which had no side effects and could be taken even if the Kun Ze was not pregnant.
Ye Chen ground the medicine while listening to Pei Guanjing explain its effects, secretly calculating in his mind whether he should steal a bottle for himself.
Remembering these prescriptions was no small feat for him; the herbs were gathered by Pei Guanjing himself, and he had personally measured the quantities. Without an exceptional memory, Ye Chen knew he couldn't learn it just by observation. He could only think about how to steal some.
"Ye Chen, grind these herbs into powder," Pei Guanjing's voice came through.
"Yes, Master." Whenever there was physically demanding work to be done, Pei Guanjing would call on him.
Pei Guanjing glanced up slightly, observing Ye Chen silently grinding the herbs with his head down, and couldn't help but find it amusing.
The medicine being prepared was in double portions; Pei Guanjing thought about how Ye Chen's supply of pills was running low. Since that was the case, he planned to give him a portion as well, but it would depend on Ye Chen seizing the opportunity.
One by one, pills the size of soybeans were rolled out on the wooden board. Taking advantage of Pei Guanjing's inattention, Ye Chen secretly slipped some pills into his sleeve.
Once the pills were finished, as expected by Pei Guanjing, half of them were missing. That little rascal had stolen quite a bit.
Feeling guilty, Ye Chen dared not raise his head. He lifted his fair wrist and handed a clean white jade bottle containing the remaining pills to Pei Guanjing.
Pei Guanjing's lips curled slightly as he cast a discreet glance at Ye Chen before opening the bottle. After a quick inspection, he handed it back to Ye Chen and said, "Alright, take these pills to Young Master Mu and tell him to take one after each meal."
"Um? Wasn't it one pill a month? Why has it changed to one a day?" Ye Chen immediately looked up. Previously, the effect of the Hidden Fragrance Pill given to him by Xiao Feng lasted a month; how could this one only last a day?
Pei Guanjing's gaze fixed intently on him as he asked in a low voice, "What do you know?" His tone felt like an interrogation.
Ye Chen opened his mouth to explain, "Ah, it's just that when Master was diagnosing Young Master Mu, I heard about the Hidden Fragrance Pill. Later, out of curiosity, I did some research and found out that it's usually one pill a month. But..." He glanced at the clean vial in his hand. "Master, isn't this the Hidden Fragrance Pill?"
Quite clever.
Pei Guanjing replied calmly, "It is the Hidden Fragrance Pill, but it has been modified. Young Master Mu is pregnant, so the dosage cannot be excessive and must be gentle. Therefore, the efficacy of these pills has been significantly reduced; they can only last for a day."
"Ah!" Ye Chen instinctively gasped but quickly closed his mouth under Pei Guanjing's watchful gaze. "I see... I understand now, Master. Thank you for clarifying; I'll take this to Young Master Mu right away."
Watching Ye Chen's departing figure, Pei Guanjing lowered his head and chuckled softly.
What a slippery one. With half the dosage, how could he not see through it as an Apothecary? His boldness was quite remarkable.
With that thought, Pei Guanjing shook his head. Never mind; he would prepare some medicine for him separately later.
For some reason, recently Pei Guanjing had prescribed some medicine for Ye Chen, saying that due to the unpredictable weather lately, it could prevent colds—just like drinking Ban Lan Gen regularly.
However, the taste of this medicine was truly unpleasant; it was both astringent and bitter. Every time Ye Chen took it, he couldn't help but grimace.
That day, Ye Chen went to the Canteen as usual to find Chef Wang and Fu Gui.
As soon as he stepped through the door, Chef Wang wrinkled his nose and joked, "Oh, Ye Chen, with that smell of medicine on you, we thought you were sick!"
Fu Gui chimed in from the side, "Exactly! I could smell you from far away. How much medicine have you taken?"
Ye Chen could only smile helplessly, feeling a deep sense of bitterness inside.
What could he do? With the medicinal baths and the daily doses he had to take, it was nearly impossible to avoid that smell.
Though Ye Chen felt resentful, he dared not contradict Pei Guanjing. If Pei Guanjing ever checked his pulse and discovered his true identity, it would be a huge problem.
After studying medicine, he was well aware that Kun Ze and Zhong Yong had completely different pulse patterns. If any clues were revealed, it would be the end for him.
So every time he had to take his medicine under Pei Guanjing's watchful eye, Ye Chen would engage in an internal struggle. He would stare at the dark concoction in the bowl, take a deep breath, then tilt his head back and force himself to gulp it down.
Afterward, he would quickly chew on some pickled vegetables to suppress the bitter taste.
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