The Cold Moonlight on the Fourth Master's Heart

Lin Zhiyi, a postgraduate student in archeology, travels to Cheng Tai Hospital, the daughter of a court judge. The first dilemma she faces is not a palace fight, but a temptation that makes her hands itchy and intolerable - Sibeile Yinzhen's pulse record reads "restless sleep at night, poor appetite, stringy pulse". She couldn't help but added two tranquilizers to the edge of his prescription. He found out. From then on, the prince, who was known for his cold face, began to approach her in the only way he was good at - handing her a handkerchief without saying "give" but saying "wipe it off"; giving a medical book without any inscription, only writing "This recipe can also be used with jujube seeds" in the annotation; not even confessing that I am happy with you, saying "No matter where you come from, I only know that you are someone I don't want to miss in this life." A time traveler who uses archaeology to analyze Qing history meets a cold-faced prince who falls in love by criticizing poems. He collated her prescriptions item by item, locked the scrap paper with her name crossed out in a drawer, and painted several broken lanterns in Chengde before he painted the plum blossom lantern she carried all the way. And she deduced the court situation for him in the storm of seizing the heir, pushed in the door with a bowl of medicine on a snowy night, and when asked in front of Kangxi "Why didn't your father come?", She answered more steadily than any imperial doctor. From "Ms. Shen has read a lot of books" to "I know what I mean - I'm home", after decades of staying together, there is only one sentence left in the history books: "I have been favored by the emperor for twenty years." No one who has turned this page will know how heavy these seven words are. But they know.