"Madam, we've arrived at Yaowang town."
The little maidservant called out in a clear and melodious voice. She lifted the curtain of the carriage, and a fair and beautiful face peeked out from inside, with a graceful figure.
On both sides of the road, there were rows upon rows of small two-story buildings, the style was simple and clean. There was basically a field of medicinal herbs behind the houses. Some of them were planted with strange plants that were difficult to recognize, while some were empty.
A tall and elegant middle-aged man stood in front of the carriage with two boys. He cupped his hands and said, " "I am lang Yuguan, a training disciple of the town of the medicine King. Greetings, ninth wife."
"I've heard of Mr. Lang's name."
The Ninth Wife, Wen Xiang, reached out her hand and was helped down the carriage by a maidservant. When she landed, her heart trembled again.
