I insist

Chapter 117: His Past

Upon hearing this, Song Miqiu shook his head and pointed to the nearly empty paper packet.

"There's not much, sorry."

"That's favoritism. If I were your apprentice, I definitely would have..."

Upon hearing this, Song Miqiu glared at him fiercely, telling him to shut his mouth immediately.

But to everyone's surprise, this guy was still relentless and wanted to say something more, when another voice was heard.

"Quarrel."

"Okay, let's go out and see what's going on. Let them rest here."

Song Miqiu looked up at Zhang Jingsong, who seemed to want to say something but hesitated, and without caring about the other's situation, reached out and pulled him out of the room.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door closed, they saw Ming Taicheng with a normal expression.

"it's over?"

"These two girls only studied one class of his, yet they dare to challenge me. They're really fearless."

Seeing the smile on Ming Taicheng's face, Song Miqiu knew that the confident Wu Hanshuang must be very disappointed, and let out a sigh of helplessness.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of helplessness. They shook their heads and then noticed the group of people following behind them, along with various precious and hard-to-find items.

The initial worries disappeared, and she carefully selected what she wanted.

"Don't worry, these are all yours, no need to choose."

"My brother understands me best."

Song Miqiu smiled and reached out to take the item, but just as he was about to fiddle with it, he noticed a rather ordinary wooden plaque.

"What is this thing? It says..."

After reading the contents, Song Miqiu realized how fortunate she was that she hadn't spoken too loudly, and smiled as she turned to look at Ming Taicheng beside her.

The other person nodded, then turned to look at the two people still resting inside the room.

"The girl used a slightly strong dose of poison; they probably won't recover today."

"That's true."

Although they are now conscious, it would be best for them to continue resting in their current dizzy state.

After much deliberation, Song Miqiu finally turned her gaze to Ming Taicheng beside her.

“Brother, I was just lucky to be cured this time. Why don’t you take another look at me? After all, that kid is my little apprentice.”

"it is good."

Seeing that the other party did not refuse, Song Miqiu felt a little embarrassed and could only say that she would prepare the food and entertain him later.

Upon hearing this, the other person smiled slightly and walked straight into the room.

But before Ming Taicheng could even get a clue about Yu Huailin's method, he met those wary eyes.

"Is there anything I can help you with, Physician Ming?"

"You call me 'sister' or 'master' like that. Doesn't that sound too formal?"

Song Miqiu wanted to explain, but then she heard Yu Huailin sigh, turn his head to look in the other direction, and sigh again after a long while.

"Uncle-Master".

“That’s right. Your master was worried that something was wrong with you and asked me to check you again, but seeing that you are in good condition, I don’t need to worry about you at all. Just rest well.”

Once Yu Huailin was sure the other party wouldn't reach out, he nodded, closed his eyes again, and wrapped himself in the blanket.

Seeing his defensiveness, Song Miqiu became even more curious about his identity. After a long while, she finally looked away and led Ming Taicheng into the cafeteria.

"The things are almost ready, it will be done soon."

"Make a few more snacks to go with the drinks, and my brother and I will have a good drink together."

Upon hearing this, Song Miqiu nodded without denying it, and then quickly prepared a few dishes to accompany the drinks.

Once all the dishes were served outside, Ming Taicheng smiled, opened the wine pot, and took out two wine cups, placing them on either side.

"This tastes very fragrant and mellow; it must be aged wine."

“That’s right, I originally intended to drink this with him, but…”

He seemed to have thought of something and shook his head helplessly, then downed the entire glass of wine in one gulp.

Worried that drinking like this would upset her stomach, Song Miqiu immediately pushed a side dish forward.

"Brother, drinking alone like this is bad for your health."

"Yes, but there are always a few days when people want to drink like that."

Song Miqiu didn't say anything to this, but simply refilled the wine glass before sitting down to chat about other things.

It seemed that today's competition had stirred up many memories, as Makoto Mingtai would occasionally mention a few words from the past.

After several rounds of drinks...

Song Miqiu, who would normally avoid this topic, now stares blankly ahead as she recounts her past stories.

It turns out that Makoto Minato and the two sisters' father were once good friends, so good that they could share the medicine formulas that the other had developed.

But even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman, and just when the two were about to achieve great success, they suddenly met a soulmate.

At first, neither of them knew the other's feelings, and they each pursued the other woman, occasionally giving each other advice.

It wasn't until they met one day that they realized the other was in love with the woman they were pursuing.

Both men confessed their feelings to the woman, but she rejected them both.

When asked repeatedly for the reason, the other party only looked ahead with a troubled expression, as if the two of them knew something and took the initiative to give up pursuing the woman.

However, to Song Miqiu's surprise, Ming Taicheng suddenly let out a sigh.

"What happened to the last woman? Did she marry someone else?"

"Others? That guy mentioned it directly to his elders, and within two days he went to propose marriage with betrothal gifts, which is how those two girls came to be."

Hearing this, Song Miqiu felt somewhat helpless. She turned her head to look at the courtyard where the two sisters were and let out an even more helpless sigh.

They didn't harm those two girls under these circumstances, so I guess you could say they let it go.

"That was the time when I lost my beloved, and also one of the few close friends who truly understood me."

"Since it's been so long, why not try letting go?"

It's easier said than done.

Ming Taicheng slowly closed his eyes, drank the entire glass of wine again, and then slumped onto the table.

"With your current status, brother, you can have any woman you want. Why keep your heart closed off from that time?"

"As the saying goes, three-legged toads are hard to find, but two-legged women are everywhere. Aren't you really prepared to drop everything and go out to see for yourself?"

Ming Taicheng hesitated slightly, but seemed to have his last bit of caution overcome by the alcohol, and nodded hesitantly.

"Then I'll give it a try, but I'm afraid I'm too old..."

"What's there to be afraid of? Brother, you're rolling in money, are you really afraid of being looked down upon?"

Upon closer reflection, Ming Taicheng also agreed, nodding his head as his wrinkled old face finally relaxed.

He even thought about it seriously for a while, then suddenly stood up and walked out quickly.

"Could this be a predatory scheme? What if I say those things and they end up ruining other families' young women?"

After thinking for a moment, Song Miqiu decided not to chase after him and instead turned and walked towards the room where Yu Huailin was resting.

But she didn't go in; she just glanced at the dark room from the outside and then turned and walked away to the other side.