The more Mo Yan thought about it, the more she felt it was a possibility. Frowning, she said, "Even though many people’s fates have changed, so things that are destined to happen will still occur, like the great plague in the South you ntioned. However, by then, the Court should co up with a solution, rather than incinerating the city as they did in that lifeti. As for the chaos of war... as long as Great Chu is powerful, even if foreign tribes invade, they won’t reap any benefits and may not succeed after all."
Hence, she really needed to delve into dical studies. If the great plague were to indeed break out and she was unable to contain it, who knew if fate would take a turn at that point, heading straight for the way things went in the first lifeti?
Furthermore, the events that were ant to happen didn’t decrease in frequency; they rely had different outcos due to her presence. In the first life, she beca a disciple of her master by a twist of fate. In this life, even though it was different, she still t her master because of Xin Er, and now she was learning dicine from him—so things truly cannot be avoided.
For this reason, Mo Yan, who wasn’t particularly dedicated to dicine, finally decided to study diligently under Doctor Du. Regardless of whether the plague would break out or not, having one more skill was always beneficial.
"Yanyan, it’s good that you think this way. Don’t worry, with around, your dical skills will only be better than they were in your previous life."
Xue tuanzi was very pleased with its owner’s enlightennt. Based on its deductions, the plague was highly likely to occur. If its owner could really develop a thod to counteract it, that would be a great deed indeed, and perhaps it could transform and leave the Space then.
Gently stroking Xue tuanzi, Mo Yan felt its steady pulse beneath its snowy skin, and her restless mind gradually cald down. Holding it, she remained silent for a long ti.
After Little New Year had passed and the customary gifts had been sent to all the families, Mo Yan, along with a cart full of prepared dicinal herbs and New Year’s gifts, went to the clinic and earnestly requested that Doctor Du co ho with her to celebrate the New Year.
Ever since she learned that in the first life Doctor Du was her master, Mo Yan felt even closer to him, treating him not only as a teacher but also as an elder mber of the family, like a grandfather.
Lonely for most of his life, Doctor Du spent New Year’s alone in the clinic after sending the attendants ho. Though accustod to it over the years, the loneliness and desolation in his heart remained.
His sole disciple held him in her heart, which naturally delighted Doctor Du. He did not feign modesty and refuse, and that afternoon, he packed his belongings and returned to the Mo Family ho with Mo Yan.
On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Xiao Ruiyuan, having started his New Year holiday, brought New Year’s gifts and was welcod by everyone except for Mo Qingze.
Knowing that he was unlikely to receive a warm reception from his future father-in-law, Xiao Ruiyuan cleverly didn’t insist on sticking close to Mo Yan. Instead, he took the initiative to bring up the topic of Mo Yan’s hairpinning ceremony scheduled for next March.
The hairpinning ceremony is a crucial day in a girl’s life. Families that cherish their daughters will hold the ceremony irrespective of their wealth, providing the best they can afford for their daughters.
Mo Qingze was pleased Xiao Ruiyuan rembered his daughter’s birthday and couldn’t help but soften his deliberately stern face, "Yanyan’s hairpinning ceremony has been brought forward and will be set on the third day of the third month."
The hairpinning ceremony is usually held on a girl’s birthday. If a girl’s birthdate is inauspicious, another auspicious day will be chosen, hoping to bring fortune to the girl.
Mo Yan was born on the first day of the fourth month, a birthdate that indicated a life of loneliness and hardship—a truly inauspicious sign. While not credible, Mo Yan in the first life, estranged from her relatives and unmarried, indeed spent a life of solitude.
Mo Qingze didn’t believe in this, but when it concerned his daughter, he had to be cautious. After thoroughly consulting the almanac, he chose the third day of the third month. Born on the Shangsi Festival, girls were believed to possess virtues of kindness and filial piety, often endearing themselves more to their families; when married, even their in-laws would hold them in higher regard.
Though it was an auspicious day, it didn’t quite align with Mo Yan’s situation. However, there were particular norms for changing the date of the hairpinning ceremony—it could only be moved forward, not postponed. This was the best date Mo Qingze could find.
"The third day of the third month is a good date. Uncle Mo, if you don’t mind, I would like to co earlier to help with the preparations," offered Xiao Ruiyuan.
Unaware that the first day of the fourth month was an inauspicious day for Mo Yan, seeing Mo Qingze choose the Shangsi Festival made Xiao Ruiyuan very happy. As the festival ca with a three-day holiday, he was already planning how to spend an unforgettable holiday with the woman he loved during those three days.
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