His sculpted, handsome face, even in his sleep, resembled a sleeping lion, making it impossible to associate him with someone who could shake the world and act decisively.

Xiao Jingzhao's brows furrowed slightly, perhaps because he was dreaming of something troublesome.

In one corner of the room, wisps of smoke curled from a hollowed-out bronze incense burner, carrying the scent of calming incense.

The thin blanket didn't cover him properly, revealing Xiao Jingzhao's dark robe.

One of his arms was on the outside of the bed. Jiang Shuyue had an exceptionally keen sense of smell, and she could smell a faint scent of blood in the air.

Soon, Xiang Song brought over two candlesticks, and the room was immediately brightened.

Jiang Shuyue looked down and saw a slightly darker color on the sleeve of Xiao Jingzhao's arm on the outside of the bed.

It was soaked in blood.

Seeing her mistress squatting down by the bed to examine the wound, Qiuju quickly placed the bundle on the table beside the bed, opened it, and prepared herself.

"Scissors."

Jiang Shuyue spoke softly, and Qiuju skillfully handed her the scissors.

Xiang Song moved the candle closer.

Xiangyang, like a child who had done something wrong, craned his neck to look into the room from behind the screen.

Seeing Jiang Shuyue cut the brocade robe that her master had just changed into this morning with a few snips, one sleeve was missing.

Xiang Yang felt a pang of heartache but dared not utter a sound, so he silently withdrew.

He needed to go to the Imperial Wardrobe to see if the everyday clothes for his master had been made yet.

The palace staff conducted a thorough cleaning, and the head of the Imperial Clothing Bureau took Xiao Jingzhao's measurements. In addition to rushing to make dragon robes, shoes, and socks, they were also busy making everyday clothes.

Jiang Shuyue frowned slightly as she looked at the gruesome wound, and her heart was filled with complex emotions as she gazed at the sleeping Xiao Jingzhao.

On his strong arm, there was a wound that was a full two inches long, with the red flesh slightly turned outwards.

Disinfect, apply medication, and use gel wound dressing.

Watching Jiang Shuyue's skillful movements, the everted wound healed completely under the cover of a transparent bandage. Xiang Song even forgot to take out the wound medicine he had bought.