Free Web NovelChapter 23: Chapter 23: Specialized Arts of the Childbirth System
Ji Qingrong struggled out of Lu Juan’s embrace, staring at him nervously.
"What do you regret?"
"I regret not telling you from the very beginning..."
Lu Juan leaned in close to her ear and murmured, "I’ll have your back in everything. Don’t be afraid."
Lu Juan’s words moved Ji Qingrong deeply.
When a husband and wife clear up a misunderstanding, they grow even closer and more affectionate.
As dusk fell outside, the two found themselves on the bed before they knew it. It wasn’t until Ji Qingrong was biting her lip, her hands braced on his waist, that she realized his promise to "have her back" had a double meaning.
「Meanwhile.」
Ji Qingwu had Xin’er lead her to the study.
She needed to carefully draw up a prescription to help her eldest sister recuperate.
Ji Qingwu sat before the reddish-bronze desk, unrolled a sheet of xuan paper, and said to the maid grinding ink, "Xin’er, I don’t like having people around when I’m writing prescriptions. You may leave for now."
Once she was alone in the study, Ji Qingwu put down the paper.
She covered her mouth and called out, "Peanuts, Peanuts, Peanuts."
She quickly received a response.
[Host, I’m here.]
Ji Qingwu asked, "My eldest sister’s constitution was ruined by harsh drugs. Do you have a suitable prescription to rebuild her foundation?"
[Please wait. Generating a suitable recuperation prescription for Ji Qingrong now.]
When it came to helping women achieve a fertile constitution, the childbirth system was an absolute master. It could draw upon thousands of years of case studies in its database to quickly formulate a personalized treatment plan.
Barely half an incense stick’s time had passed.
[Prescription generated. Please review, Host.]
The prescription listed over eighty medicinal ingredients. Just looking at the names, Ji Qingwu could imagine the bitter, spicy, sour, and sweet flavors—how "wonderfully complex" it would taste.
Over the years, Ji Qingwu had become quite experienced in treating common cases of infertility on her own.
But for a condition as complex as her eldest sister’s, it was safer to rely on the childbirth system.
She carefully reviewed the prescription one more time from beginning to end.
Ji Qingwu nodded in satisfaction.
As she picked up a brush to transcribe the names of the ingredients, a question suddenly occurred to Ji Qingwu.
’If my eldest sister gets pregnant, will I earn points?’
[Yes. Ji Qingrong’s condition is quite complex. Upon successful treatment resulting in pregnancy, you will be awarded 1000 points.]
’1000?’
A common case of infertility was only worth 100 points. A jolt of joy went through Ji Qingwu. ’This is a huge windfall!’
However, there wasn’t much in the childbirth system’s exchange shop that truly interested her. Most items were for aiding pregnancy or improving one’s constitution. She had previously exchanged for the Disguise Technique and a Defense Skill that increased physical strength.
"Peanuts, don’t you think you should keep up with the times and update your exchange rewards?"
The keyword "update" triggered the system. It paused for a few seconds as its AI searched for the "new things" the Host had mentioned.
[Thank you for your suggestion, Host. The system has now been updated. You are using the latest version. Enjoy.] freёweɓnovel.com
Ji Qingwu was overjoyed. She hurried to the exchange shop and saw that, sure enough, five new items had appeared.
She eagerly browsed the new merchandise and read the first one aloud.
"Zidu Scripture."
’Never heard of it, but it sounds like some peerless martial arts mental method. Good, next.’
"Dongxuanzi."
’This name doesn’t sound very proper.’
Ji Qingwu looked at the next few, her eyebrows arching. "Rongcheng Scripture? Mysterious Woman Skill?"
Her voice grew quieter as she read, tinged with a hint of indignation. "Secret of Jade Room???"
Then she saw their category tag: the two words "Bedroom Technique" were written in large, bright pink characters, accompanied by an illustration.
The illustration was in full color, clearly depicting two people locked in an intimate embrace. It was so detailed that you could even see the beads of sweat on their bodies and the glistening moisture in a certain area.
Ji Qingwu had thin skin, and a blush crept onto her face.
She grumbled, "Peanuts, can’t you be a little more serious? What is all this garbage? Why did you add these things?"
The system responded with a questioning tone.
[How is one supposed to have children by being serious? Isn’t this all knowledge that aids in procreation?]
[Host, I am a system in charge of childbirth projects. These items have been carefully selected for your research and study. Please do not view this matter with a dirty mind.]
’Research and study? Who am I supposed to research this with?’
’A dirty mind? These things are the definition of dirty!’
Now even the tips of Ji Qingwu’s ears were beet red, like translucent cherries.
It wasn’t that Ji Qingwu was trying to act innocent. It was just that her first experience had been a matter of life and death, leaving no room for shyness.
She had treated it as a task, a mission. That night, her gaze had been determined, her mind clear.
But now, with no threat to her life, suddenly being confronted with these images brought out a woman’s natural bashfulness.
She hastily said goodbye to the system. After calming herself for a moment, she continued transcribing the prescription.
After a quarter of an hour, Ji Qingwu walked out of the study.
"Xin’er, please tell my eldest sister that this medicine must be brewed with morning dew. Brew enough for one bowl, take it daily before bed, and do not miss a single day."
Xin’er carefully put the prescription away and said gratefully, "Fifth Missy, this servant thanks you on behalf of the Madam. If you hadn’t been here today, our Madam..."
Ji Qingwu smiled and patted her. "It’s all right, Xin’er. Take good care of your madam."
By the time Ji Qingrong learned that her fifth sister had already gone home, the sky was completely dark.
Xin’er poured her a cup of tea, handed her an object, and said, "Madam, the Fifth Missy wrote out the prescription before she left and also left instructions."
Ji Qingrong held the light piece of paper, but her heart felt heavy. She asked, "When did Fifth Sister leave?"
"She’s been gone for about an hour," Xin’er said respectfully.
Lu Juan, dressed in his sleep robes, hugged her from behind and took the prescription from her hand.
"Fifth Sister is truly a remarkable person. Not only is she incredibly brave, but she’s also a skilled doctor." He looked at the prescription and commented, "It’s just that her calligraphy... has a style all its own."
Lu Juan was putting it mildly.
Ji Qingwu had never practiced calligraphy with a brush. Her handwriting was simply no match for the scions of noble families who had held brushes since childhood.
Ji Qingrong slapped his hand away, her face still flushed pink. She chided, "I should have seen Fifth Sister out. It’s all your fault."
Lu Juan just smiled and said nothing.
He had actually breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Ji Qingwu was gone.
He wouldn’t have dared let his wife see her sister out. Earlier, Ji Qingwu had confidently declared she would take Qingrong back to the Ji Family home.
The Fifth Missy of the Ji Family was no ordinary person.
Though Ji Qingwu was gone, her reputation for being someone not to be trifled with had already spread throughout Duke Zhongyong’s Mansion.
She was the one who had angered Grand Dowager Cui so much that she didn’t leave her courtyard for half a year, but that is a story for another time.
When Ji Qingwu returned home, she first went to Mrs. Qiao’s Anju Garden.
Nanny Li was busy with a needle and thread, sewing a stuffed rabbit for Jiu Jiu. She was just about to finish the tail, and the little girl was watching beside her with eager eyes.
Jiu Jiu leaned in closer and asked, "Nanny, are you really just a nanny in the mansion? Do you have another identity?"
