Chapter 66
**Chapter 66: The Cure for Love Brain**
In the shop, Yan Yunting was taken aback, his face pale with shock as he hurriedly scooped up the unconscious Dan Tai Rou.
Seeing the blood trickling from Dan Tai Rou's temple, Yan Yunting's heart ached. He looked up, disappointment flooding his eyes. "Your Highness, how could you target her like this? Are you trying to kill Rou'er in the street?"
Zhao Yang was equally incredulous. "I never intended to kill her!"
Yan Yunting could no longer hear her words. Cradling the unconscious Dan Tai Rou, he quickly boarded the Yan family's carriage and rushed toward the medical clinic.
Zhao Yang stood frozen for a moment, tears welling in her eyes. Crying in public would be a blow to her dignity.
She covered her face and stepped into the luxurious carriage of the princess, staring blankly at the seat across from her.
Shen Wei followed closely behind and sat beside her. The opulent carriage rolled forward slowly, swaying gently inside. The princess's carriage, a gift from the emperor, was extravagantly furnished, with a white tiger skin carpet and a cool mat made of white jade, exuding luxury at every turn.
"Your Highness, would you like some tea?" Shen Wei offered a cup of clear tea.
Zhao Yang grasped the white jade teacup, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, her delicate face clouded with confusion.
It was as if she were talking to herself or confiding in Shen Wei. "I know... I’m ridiculous, a laughingstock in all of Yanjing. But, Shen Wei, I truly like Yan Yunting."
"I don’t even know why. The moment I see him, I want to marry him. When he’s happy, I’m happy; when he’s sad, I feel worse than he does. Everything he does pulls at my emotions, and I can’t help but love him."
Seeing him entangled with another woman made Zhao Yang's heart ache unbearably.
Love, it seems, arises from nowhere and runs deep.
"Shen Wei, is there any way to make me stop loving him?" Zhao Yang gently took Shen Wei's hand, her voice soft with inquiry.
In the past, Shen Wei might not have dared to offer advice, given their disparate statuses. As a mere maid in the royal household, suggesting anything to a noble princess would be crossing the line and could invite criticism.
However, after experiencing a few events together, Shen Wei and the princess had grown closer, and they could be considered "friends." As friends, some things could be said openly. Shen Wei pondered for a moment and replied, "Your Highness, you might be physically weak and suffering from kidney deficiency."
Zhao Yang had only asked out of curiosity, never expecting Shen Wei to actually provide an answer.
What... kidney deficiency?
How could a woman like her have such a problem!
Shen Wei explained slowly, "When one is weak, emotions can become overwhelming. Kidney and spleen deficiencies can lead to this. If you strengthen your body and eat healthily, you can break free from this self-destructive love."
Shen Wei wasn’t lying; Princess Zhao Yang's condition was a classic case of "love brain." The cause of love brain is—[overthinking, disharmony in the body, and insufficient qi and blood].
If you find yourself infatuated with a man, obsessively wanting to marry him and have children, it indicates a problem with your health; it’s time to focus on self-care.
Exercising, eating balanced meals, and replenishing the qi and blood that your body lacks will gradually make that dreadful love brain fade away.
"Strengthening the body and eating healthily... does it really work?" Zhao Yang's beautiful eyes were filled with doubt.
Shen Wei nodded. "It has some effect. I’ll draft a healthy diet and exercise plan. If you follow it, Your Highness, it will surely yield results."
After all, Shen Wei didn’t have love brain herself and couldn’t quite grasp the thought processes of those who did.
In her previous life, there was a female employee who cried her heart out in the office after a breakup, and no amount of consolation worked. So, Shen Wei simply turned off the air conditioning.
Some people are so caught up in love that they settle down when the air conditioning is off; they behave when rent goes up; they behave when the takeout doesn’t come with discounts; they behave when the workload increases.
But to cure Zhao Yang's love brain, there was no air conditioning to turn off. Shen Wei had to find another way—self-care.
Zhao Yang seemed to understand but still had her doubts.
She bit her lip, hesitating. "I love Yan Yunting, and maybe my love will never change. He’s wonderful, he’s perfect."
Shen Wei raised an eyebrow, her words blunt yet insightful: "No matter how perfect a man is, his poop won’t smell like roses."
Zhao Yang: ...
Shen Wei continued, "If one day Yan Yunting falls into a cesspool, covered in filth, would you still rush to save him? Would you still want to kiss him?"
Zhao Yang: ...
Imagining that scene, Zhao Yang suddenly felt that her love might not be as unshakeable as she thought.
As the luxurious princess carriage rolled on, Shen Wei watched Zhao Yang drift off into her thoughts, silently sighing, feeling a mix of frustration and pity.
You are the most esteemed princess, yet you let a minor official's daughter bully you?
That Dan Tai Rou was just a lowly schemer. If Shen Wei were the princess, she could crush Dan Tai Rou with a single finger, leaving no trace behind.
It could only be said that those in love are often blind; Zhao Yang, because of her feelings for Yan Yunting, had become cautious and hesitant.
Love makes one humble.
Fortunately, Shen Wei didn’t seek pure love; she only wanted pure gold.
...
As the princess's carriage slowly departed, news of Princess Zhao Yang visiting the "Wei Xue Bing Cheng" shop spread like wildfire.
What kind of delicious desserts must be served if even the princess enjoys them!
In no time, customers flocked to the shop.
After tasting the unique brown sugar jelly and mint sago, the customers were amazed, exclaiming that such unique delicacies existed in the world! So delicious!
With the influx of customers, more carriages began to gather outside Wei Xue Bing Cheng. The street was narrow, and with so many carriages squeezed together, it should have caused a traffic jam. But at that moment, the "parking area" next to the dessert shop came into play.
Under the guidance of the shop assistants, carriage after carriage parked orderly in the designated area, preventing any congestion on the street.
"Boss Zhang, they’ve all gone to the shop across the street, and we’ve lost more than half our customers," an old assistant from Zhang Fu Ji said, his eyes green with envy.
Who would have thought that the once desolate Wei Xue Bing Cheng, on the brink of closing down just days ago, would now be booming with business!
It was said that the desserts for Princess Zhao Yang's birthday banquet were also being made by Wei Xue Bing Cheng.
What an incredible honor!
Boss Zhang clenched his fists, realizing that fortunes can change. He looked over at the bustling shop across the street and instructed his assistant, "Go buy a bowl of dessert for me. I want to see what kind of heavenly delicacy it is."
The assistant was quick, returning in no time with a bowl of mint sago.
Boss Zhang stared at the bowl filled with green mint leaves, tiny sago pearls, and creamy white milk, puzzled by the unusual ingredients.
He tentatively took a sip, and his eyes widened in surprise!
It was incredibly delicious!
Boss Zhang scrutinized the ingredients; he could taste the mint, but the white round pearls were a mystery.
In the fiercely competitive world of business, merchants in Yanjing were constantly vying for customers, and he couldn’t just sit back and watch Ye Zhanggui thrive.
Looking back at his own shop, he saw a dozen old assistants—some wiping tables, some sweeping floors, and the elderly chefs in the back working tirelessly. Some had gray hair, while others had left due to age, but their sons continued to work in the shop.
Zhang Fu Ji had been in business for ten years, and the dozen or so assistants had been with him since the beginning, each one a friend to Boss Zhang.
If Zhang Fu Ji were to fail, what would happen to his assistants? How could his young children continue to live without worry?
Boss Zhang gritted his teeth, a plan forming in his mind...
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