Qin Yuan sighed.
The formulas on the soft silk were largely aimed at tricky and difficult illnesses, and indeed, there was a detoxifying incense recipe among them.
If it were in the past life, learning it would just be learning, after all, the Chen family's bloodline could not be traced, and only she remained.
But now...
Qin Yuan looked at the family genealogy placed on the table.
The graceful script of hairpin flowers in small seal script was evidently her mother's handwriting, and each name was annotated with tiny characters.
The Chen family originated from Gusu, and the court had a long-standing policy of relocating Southern people to the north and Northern people to the south, with the place of exile being the harsh land of Ningguta.
She had three uncles, her mother being the youngest, often staying in a nunnery due to being young and frail, where the old nun was her grandmother's old friend, thus avoiding the punishment of exile and growing up in the nunnery.
