RWWAI 9

 Chapter 9: The Original Owner's Abilities

Don't let my lack of morals fool you; I do understand the principle of keeping my word.

Following that, I genuinely didn't touch Doctor Zhou.

Although I stared at him with rather unbridled enthusiasm, I really didn't lay a single hand on him.

Doctor Zhou would visit Qin Miaomiao twice a day. Every single time, it was me—the commandant's lawful wife—who personally led him over to the Jiaoyue Pavilion from the side courtyard, and then sat right beside him the entire time, gazing at him with tender, lovestruck eyes as he took her pulse.

When he concentrated on checking her pulse and his brow furrowed ever so slightly...

Oh my goodness! That naturally melancholic aura always left me utterly intoxicated and starry-eyed.

Occasionally, when he needed to write out a prescription and instructed the servants to fetch the medicinal ingredients, I would even grind the ink for him myself. Watching his slender fingers wrap around the brush shaft and leave behind elegant, graceful strokes of calligraphy on the paper never failed to leave me completely head over heels.

I had no idea whether my "simp-like" staring made Doctor Zhou feel uncomfortable, but in Qin Miaomiao's eyes, all of these actions stemmed entirely from my deep, overriding concern for the safety of her unborn child.

Whatever, it didn't matter—I couldn't care less about Qin Miaomiao's thoughts anyway.

Because my entire mind and soul were completely focused on Doctor Zhou, hehe.

To bridge the gap between us, I made small talk out of thin air:

"Doctor Zhou truly possesses extraordinary medical skills. Thanks to your medicinal decoctions these past few days, the fetal pulse has remained entirely stable without the slightest mishap."

To make it sound as suggestive as possible, I deliberately dragged out the ending of my sentence.

Basically, if you only listened to the tone, it was indistinguishable from a rake trying to harass an innocent woman.

As smart as Doctor Zhou was, he naturally picked up on the strangeness of my tone.

However... his interpretation still remained confined within the mental framework of this ancient era.

I watched as his gaze flickered, and he replied with a hesitant tone:

"This... this is also due to Madam's profound blessings and naturally robust constitution, which naturally keeps the fetal pulse stable. However... the season is about to shift, and with the sudden swings between cold and warmth, catching a cold is exceedingly easy. For someone in a state of pregnancy, administering medicine comes with numerous restrictions. A single cold or a moment of dietary carelessness could easily trigger unexpected complications..."

Hearing that, I was startled at first, and then nearly laughed out loud in amusement.

Because not only did he fail to realize I was flirting with him, but he actually thought I was playing palace-intrigue games with him, implying that Qin Miaomiao's baby was being cared for too well.

Oh well, I couldn't blame him.

Who told me to play the intimidation card so aggressively back when Luo Fan was around?

Suddenly softening my attitude did make me look like I was up to no good.

I could only offer a helpless explanation:

"Since the weather has been so unpredictable lately, I must trouble Doctor Zhou to put in extra care. If there are any medicinal herbs you require, just say the word, and the commandant's estate will find a way to source them. This pregnancy is exceptionally precious, and not a single mishap can be allowed to occur. If any real accidents happen... it won't be easy to answer to My Lord."

Realizing he had completely misinterpreted my intentions, Doctor Zhou panicked and dropped instantly to his knees:

"This humble one will surely exert all his strength and do his utmost! There won't be any complications, absolutely nothing will go wrong!"

Tsk, my big mouth really had brought this on myself.

An innocent Doctor Zhou had been scared half to death by me.

Of course, as the head wife of the Qi family managing the entire commandant's estate, why was I so idle that I could afford to tag along behind Doctor Zhou's coattails every day just to admire his gorgeous face?

I naturally had serious work to attend to as well.

For instance, managing the expenditures and staff allocations across the estate, and discussing various internal household matters with the steward.

Of course, I, Zhang Yue, wasn't personally proficient in any of these things.

However, as I mentioned before, when necessary, the original Liang Jingjing's past-life abilities would automatically kick in, helping me resolve these "minor issues" completely unrelated to the main quest.

And she genuinely possessed some serious competence; whether it was auditing account books or mediating conflicts among the servants, she could settle everything in just a couple of moves.

Thanks to Liang Jingjing's exceptional household-management skills, I didn't fall behind on my official duties, nor did I have to miss out on any eye candy.

Yet a few days later, a strange puzzlement crept up on me.

Although Luo Fan still fled to my bedroom floor every night to take refuge, I hadn't seen hide nor hair of him during daytime hours for quite a while.

What on earth was he up to?

Seriously suspecting that he was living it up behind my back, I marched straight over to his study that day to investigate.

The moment the door swung open, a deeply bizarre sight greeted my eyes.

Luo Fan sat there with a blank, hollow stare, looking as though his soul had been sucked dry, completely dazed as he stared at several thick stacks of official documents and memorials piled high on his desk.

"What... what are you even doing?"

I asked in mild alarm.

Luo Fan slowly raised his head to look at me, and within mere moments, his eyes welled up with tears.

"I'm just a food delivery guy... I can't read classical official prose AT ALL!!!"

he wailed at me in a complete mental breakdown.

I froze for a second, then stepped forward to pick up one of the official documents to inspect it.

The obscure, archaic characters printed upon it quickly transformed into clear, easily comprehensible sentences, entirely thanks to the automated reading comprehension brought by Liang Jingjing's innate abilities.

Completely baffled, I asked:

"Can't you read these?"

Pouting pathetically, Luo Fan complained:

"I was a science major..."

I couldn't help bursting into laughter, explaining:

"What does that have to do with anything? It's not like you're expected to read them yourself."

"What do you mean?"

Luo Fan blinked Qi Lu's naturally gentle, round eyes, looking somewhat like a bewildered, goofy husky.

With a smile, I said:

"Wouldn't it be fine as long as Qi Lu can read them? Doesn't the original owner's ability activate automatically when needed?"

"What?!"

Luo Fan leaped to his feet in sheer shock, roaring out:

"You can use Liang Jingjing's abilities at will?!"

I nodded and said:

"Yeah! Otherwise, how else would a modern person like me have the chops to manage an entire massive commandant's estate? And where do you think I got all that ancient knowledge to pull off that whole welcoming-ceremony production for the concubine?"

Luo Fan slumped back down into his chair in utter despair, muttering to himself:

"Why don't I get a cheat code like that? It's so unfair... I can't read a single word... I've been back here for so long, and I haven't done a single thing required of the commandant's actual job... I'm going to get fired... I'm going to get my head chopped off for dereliction of duty... The Qi family is going to fall to ruin..."

Oh!

Well, we couldn't have that happen!