Cultivation Life with Alchemy

Back at Binghua Palace, Fang Ling went to the wing room in the backyard after boiling the medicine in the kitchen.Imperial Concubine Su, who was in her 30s, was still beautiful. However, her face was very pale. She breathed quickly and slowly from time to time. When she saw her son coming in, she tried to prop herself up.Fang Ling hurriedly walked over and helped her up. After feeding her the medicine, he instructed her to rest well.After closing the door, Fang Ling let out a long sigh. As long as he could help his mother recover, he was willing to do anything. However, the thing that annoyed him the most was that he was like a puppet imprisoned in the imperial palace, unable to do anything.At this time, there was a knock on the door outside. Fang Ling frowned and quickly came to the front yard. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Eunuch Jia's face with a fake smile.Eunuch Jia's name was Jia De, the vice-chief of the Ministry of Internal Order. To put it bluntly, he was the seco

Fang Ling grew up in the palace, and his range of activity was limited to the Binghua Palace and the Imperial Hospital. He had never thought of leaving the palace.However, he had followed the rules for so many years and patiently endured the burden for the sake of allowing his mother to live a good life. Now that this immortal art had suddenly descended, the desire that he had suppressed for more than a decade erupted in an instant.Under the cover of the night, Fang Ling walked out of Binghua Palace to find Dong.Guard Dong's name was Dong Canghai. He was in his thirties and was a burly northern man. When he first entered the palace, he accidentally broke an expensive porcelain bottle in the palace. If he wanted to compensate for it, he would probably need more than 10,000 taels of silver. Although the salary of the guard was good and there were bonuses and rewards, it was not enough.Fortunately, Imperial Concubine Su had been there at that time, so she had concealed the matter.

Fang Ling smiled and said, “It is said that Renxin Hall’s price is the fairest. It seems like this is true. I hope to be able to cooperate with you in the future.”Manager Hu put on a smile and said, ""Sincerity and justice are the motto given by our old manager. There is no doubt that our branches have never done anything to deceive the guests.""Fang Ling nodded his head and wasn’t in a hurry to leave. Instead, he chatted with Manager Hu for a while and asked about the prices of some other medicinal ingredients. Manager Hu naturally answered every question he asked. As for the money for medicinal ingredients, apart from taking most of the banknotes, a small portion was exchanged for silver. From their conversation, he also found out that the Manager Hu’s name was Hu Dahai.When he came out of the Renxin Hall branch, it was already afternoon. Fang Ling returned to a remote alley near the South Gate.He took out the eunuch's robe hidden here. When he was about to put it on, the dagger un

When he returned to the palace, there were already rotten herbs in the yard sent by Xiaowuzi. Fang Ling opened it and found that there was no ginseng.After all, there was a large stock of ginseng in the warehouse, but it was not broken every day.Fang Ling looked at the pile of rotten medicinal materials and thought about his promise to Hu Dahai regarding the two 50-year-old ginsengs. He felt that it was necessary to establish a connection again.In the middle of the night, Fang Ling arrived at the Imperial Hospital. Lin Mowen was napping in the warehouse. When he heard the sound, he immediately woke up.Seeing that it was Fang Ling and not the imperial physician, Lin Mowen heaved a sigh of relief. He lazily got up and bowed. Then, he put on a face that kept others at arm’s length and said, “What might Your Highness be here for?”“Nothing, I just want to chat with you, Imperial Physician Lin.” Fang Ling smiled.How could Lin Mowen want to have anything to do with Fang Ling? He immedia

As soon as Tang Zihao came in, he asked eagerly, ""Wan'er, the servant said your foot is healed. What's going on?""Mrs. Tang also hurriedly said, ""Yes, Wan’er, have you recovered?""Tang Hu guffawed. ""Father, Mother, look for yourself.""Tang Wan stepped on the ground and spun around effortlessly. The hem of her dress fluttered in the wind. She was so beautiful.""That's great. If I tell my mother later, she will be very happy."" Tang Zihao couldn't hide his excitement and nodded.However, Mrs. Tang was clearly more rational. “But Wan‘er, how did your foot suddenly recover?”Hearing this, Tang Wan suddenly covered her mouth in shock. Just now, she had been so drunk with excitement that she had almost forgotten what had happened. Now that she thought about it, this foot wasn’t actually healed by herself, but by someone else.She hurriedly looked outside, and when she saw that Fang Ling was still there, her face instantly bloomed brilliantly like a flower in spring. “He was the one that heale