Hearing the prefect's words, Song Wanyue felt aroused in her heart, pretending to be frowning, and after a while, she replied, "It's possible, but the cost is very high."

"Silver is not a problem..."

In desperation, the prefect realized that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly covered it up, "My mother is old, I don't want her to suffer from the pain of drinking medicine anymore. As long as Miss Song can make it into pills, I will find a way no matter how much money I say."

Song Wanyue pretended not to hear his cover and nodded in praise, "You are so filial, you are really a role model for all the people in the world. So, you only pay for the medicinal materials, and I will make pills for you for free."

The prefect was a little surprised, but he had been an official for many years and quickly thanked him, "Please write a list of girls, I'll go buy medicinal materials now."

Song Wanyue was a little embarrassed.

The prefect immediately understood and patted his forehead, "I'm too anxious. In this way, I asked the butler to take the silver with the girl."

Song Wanyue stood up, "In addition to the medicine to treat diabetes, there is also medicine to treat heart disease, so you need to bring more money."

The prefect gave orders and personally sent Song Wanyue out.

Meng Cheng was waiting in the yard uneasy. When he saw Song Wanyue coming out, he immediately went up to meet him. He was about to ask, but when he saw the prefect wearing official uniforms, he immediately knelt down and saluted, "I have met the lord."

Seeing him coming towards Song Wanyue, the prefect guessed that it was a member of the Meng family and helped him, "This is the back house, there is no need to be too polite."

From his help, I knew that Song Wanyue must have been diagnosed with the disease. Meng Cheng felt relieved, "Thank you, sir."

"Cousin, follow me to buy some medicinal materials."

Meng Cheng responded and saluted the prefect again. After Song Wanyue followed the housekeeper out of the yard, he breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the housekeeper in front, he held back his words and turned his head to ask Song Wanyue with his eyes.

Song Wanyue blinked at him and signaled him to rest assured.

After leaving the mansion, seeing Song Wanyue get on the carriage, Meng Cheng handed over the reins to the servants and followed him up.

He is already fifteen years old. In order to avoid suspicion, he never sat in the carriage with Song Wanyue these days, but now he doesn't care.

"Why do you want to buy medicine?"

Song Wanyue asked the prefect to make a medicine pill, and she agreed to do it for free.

After saying that, he leaned closer to Meng Cheng and whispered a few words in his ear.

Meng Cheng stared at him in shock, "You, you, you..."

Song Wanyue cunnedly touching her little chin and pressing her voice, "There are no businessmen, no businessmen, I always have to be right."

Meng Cheng laughed, "You are really..."

Only at this moment did he realize why his grandfather praised Yue'er. He even dared to make money from the prefect, and she was the only one who made such a priest.

The housekeeper took them to the best medicine shop in Jinling City. Song Wanyue did not make a list, and he wrote one medicinal material and one medicinal material to the shopkeeper, and each type was in large quantities.

The shopkeeper knew the housekeeper and did not dare to neglect it. He prepared everything as she said.

After Song Wanyue had tested it, she returned to the carriage and waited.

The housekeeper went to check out the bill and saw the number, and couldn't help but gasp and actually spent 15,000 taels.

Seeing his expression, the shopkeeper explained, "There are several expensive medicinal herbs here, and the amount is needed, so..."

The housekeeper knew that he didn't have the courage to cheat him, so he took out the silver notes and paid the money, and he became more cautious, "You wrote down all the medicinal materials just now, and I'll let me come over to get them."

The shopkeeper should be.

The housekeeper then went out and waited for the medicinal materials to be moved to the carriage and asked, "Miss Song, these medicinal materials..."

"Send it to Meng's house, I will try to make all the pills within two days."

The butler should have ordered the coachman to go to the Meng family.

After they left, Meng Yang was very worried and sent his servants to guard the gate, so that he would come and report when he saw Song Wanyue and Meng Cheng come back.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the servant ran to report, "Miss Song and the third young master are back and bring a cart of medicinal materials."

Meng Yang hurried out. Before he could reach the door, he saw Song Wanyue and Meng Cheng coming in. Seeing that the two were still talking and laughing, Meng Yang's heart that had been hanging around was falling back, stopped and waited for the two to approach.

Song Wanyue saw her first, walked a few steps to him, "Uncle and grandfather."

"Why did you bring medicinal materials back?"

"I want to help the prefect make some pills. Uncle and grandfather, please pick a few smart servants for me. These pills are tight and I have to make them within two days."

After delivering the medicinal materials there, the housekeeper walked back and ordered someone to go to the pharmacy to get the order. When he returned to the mansion, he also took the order back. He took it to the prefect, presented the order with both hands, and said the shopkeeper.

The prefect took a look and gave him the order, "Put it down, wait for the pills to be delivered, and find a doctor to come and test it."

The housekeeper should go.

...

Meng Jiao hadn't seen Song Wanyue for several days. She wanted to go to find her tomorrow. When she returned home, she heard her coming back. A gust of wind came over. Before the sound of people arrived, "Yue'er."

Song Wanyue was instructing several servants to sort the medicinal materials. When she heard the shouts, she smiled and looked at the gate of the yard, watching Meng Jiao running in with her skirt without any image.

"cousin."

"I haven't seen you for several days, I want to die..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the medicinal herbs all over the yard and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

“Make a pill.”

When Meng Jiao heard that it was making pills, she lit up and said immediately, "What do I need to do?"

Meng Cheng was also there, lowering his head to cut the medicinal materials. Hearing this, he looked up and deliberately said, "Is there a person who can pound medicine?"

"I can."

Meng Jiao rolled up her sleeves. Meng Cheng looked at her and wanted to cover her face. He finally knew why the teachers were angry.

Song Wanyue smiled and pulled down Meng Jiao's sleeves, "My cousin was joking with you."

Meng Jiao glared at Meng Cheng fiercely, grabbed Song Wanyue's arm and shook it, "I really know how to work, let me help you."

"Then my cousin cut the medicinal materials instead of my cousin."

Meng Jiao was proud and walked over to chase Meng Cheng, "Get out of the way! Didn't you hear Yue'er telling me to cut?"

"cousin."

Meng Cheng looked at Song Wanyue pitifully, which made Song Wanyue chuckled, "Cousin goes to help me take Da Ya's sister back. I need him to help me."

If she didn't drive him away, Meng Cheng felt relieved and got up to pick up Da Ya. After just walking two steps, she was stopped by Song Wanyue, "Don't tell my parents that Da Ya asked Sister Da Ya to help her come back to make the pills."

If Xu and Song Lin knew about it, they would come back with it.

Meng Cheng answered.

When it was dark, all the medicinal materials were processed, and Da Ya was taken back.

The next day, Song Wanyue and Da Ya began to make pills.

Meng Jiao and Meng Cheng both wanted to see this new pill, but they also knew that this was a secret recipe, so they were embarrassed to go to Song Wanyue's yard again.

Another day later, all the pills were cured, and Song Wanyue personally sent them. As soon as she arrived at the gate of the prefect's palace, she saw the butler rushing out from inside. She seemed to have seen her savior, "Miss Song, you are here just right, the old lady is sick."
Chapter completed!