No sooner had the words been spoken than the door creaked open from the inside, and out came a girl of about thirteen or fourteen years old, carrying a bucket in her hand. She was rather thin and dressed in coarse linen clothes. Perhaps due to years of hard work, her complexion was somewhat sallow.

Upon seeing people standing at the door, the girl paused for a moment, then asked, "Who are you...?"

At this moment, another little girl, about five or six years old, peeked her head out from behind the door, blinking her eyes as she looked at Su Wanyan and the other girl.

Su Wanyan was stunned for a moment. She was so busy arriving that she hadn't thought of an excuse to see him yet.

You can't just hand gifts to strangers right away.

Besides, she didn't know which of their family members was sick, and even if she did, she couldn't just offer to treat them right away.

What should I do? What should I say?

In an instant, a thought flashed through her mind, and she narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Hello."

She identified herself and said, "We are from the Prince Gong's Mansion. We heard that your family is having some difficulties, so I came here specifically to check on your situation and conduct a survey on people's livelihood."

"Prince Gong's Mansion?" The girl became visibly flustered upon hearing these four words.

She sized up Su Wanyan and noticed the large group of people following her, realizing she wasn't an ordinary person. For a moment, unsure what to do, she wrung her hands and pursed her lips, asking, "What does 'public welfare investigation' mean?"

This question stumped Su Wanyan. What would you call a people's livelihood survey in ancient times?

At this moment, Su Chien hurriedly spoke up: "This is Princess Gong. Because she cares about the people, she came here to understand their situation. She was just passing by and thought she would stop by to take a look."

Knowing that Su Wanyan's identity was not simple, but not that she was the Princess Consort of Gong, the girl hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "This commoner pays respects to Your Highness, I was unaware of Your Highness's presence, please forgive me."

"Oh dear." This was the reason she didn't want to reveal her identity as a princess. Besides, she had no real feeling about this status and always felt that such a position did not belong to her. She quickly helped the girl in front of her up: "Get up, get up quickly."

"Thank you, Your Highness." The girl stood up tremblingly.

Then Su Wanyan asked, "What's your name?"

"I don't have a name, my mother just calls me Da Nannan." She glanced timidly at Su Wanyan.

Su Wanyan was slightly taken aback. She didn't have a name either?

"Sister," Su Chien whispered in Su Wanyan's ear, "Ordinary people don't usually have names. Only some literate parents will name their children, or spend some money to hire a literate person to name their children."

Surnames are even rarer among ordinary people.

So when Su Wanyan bestowed a name and surname upon him, he was overjoyed.

Su Wanyan suddenly realized, and just then she heard someone inside the house call out, "Big girl, who's here?"

The voice was weak and feeble, and Su Wanyan's eyes lit up. This must be the person she was looking for.

The girl then realized what was happening and quickly stepped aside, saying, "Your Highness, please come in."

Su Wanyan nodded slightly, then turned back to give the four maids a warning look: "You wait at the door."

The four maids exchanged glances, and after Su Wanyan went inside, they quickly dispersed to guard the front and back doors of the house.

The interior furnishings were on full display: an old wooden table, two worn-out stools, and a stove for cooking with a small window above it.

Su Wanyan saw a roasted sweet potato on the small window. Judging from its shriveled appearance, it seemed to have been sitting there for many days.

To the left was a simple wooden bed, on which lay a pale-faced woman.

The woman was dressed in coarse linen clothes, her hair was disheveled and piled on her head, and the quilt covering her had several holes in it.

The little girl, about five or six years old, timidly ran to her mother's side and hugged her hand tightly.

"Mother." The girl called Da Nannan, who had never seen any important figures, pursed her lips and whispered in her mother's ear, "It is Princess Gong who has come to visit."

"Ah?" the woman exclaimed, trembling.

Let alone teenage girls, even that woman, who had lived so long, had never seen the powerful and wealthy in the city, let alone a princess.

Startled, her already pale face turned even whiter, and she reached out to lift the blanket and get out of bed to bow.

Su Wanyan quickly stepped forward to stop her: "Auntie, please lie down, you don't need to get up!"

The woman was flattered and asked nervously, "I wonder what brings Your Highness to my house? Is it because my husband has committed a crime... or perhaps..."

"No, no, no, no, no!" Su Wanyan hurriedly said, "To tell you the truth, I came here on the orders of the Prince to investigate the living conditions of ordinary people in the capital. And it just so happens that you are the first house I entered. If I have frightened you, please forgive me."

Since she'll be leaving sooner or later anyway, at least she can give Yu Nanqing a good reputation by pinning the credit on him.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this and hurriedly instructed, "Big girl, please invite the lady to sit down."

Da Nannan immediately brought the only two broken stools in the room to Su Wanyan and Su Chien. Su Wanyan brushed off her clothes and sat down gently, while Su Chien stood obediently to the side, showing no intention of sitting down.

A hint of shame appeared on the woman's face: "My humble abode is simple and unassuming; I apologize for any offense caused, Your Highness."

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Su Wanyan looked at the woman's weak appearance and asked, "You don't look well, ma'am, are you sick?"

"Oh, it's just an old ailment, nothing serious," the woman said apologetically. "I'm sorry for making you laugh, Your Highness."

Su Wanyan had always wanted to have an equal conversation with them, but judging from their expressions, she would probably have to apologize every few words.

Su Wanyan decided to cut to the chase instead of probing, saying, "Auntie, I know a little about medicine. If you don't mind, could you let me take a look?"

If she can't figure out what's wrong, then she'll spend money to go to the capital to find a doctor to examine her. As long as he can cure her illness, the process doesn't matter.

"This..." The woman was startled. "How could this be? Your Highness is of noble birth, how could I, a humble woman, possibly be worthy of such a position..."

Before he could finish speaking, Su Wanyan raised her hand to interrupt him. She smiled and said, "As I just said, I came here on the orders of the Prince to investigate the people's conditions. If I don't do this well, the Prince will blame me when I return."

"this……"

The woman hesitated for a moment, but finally had to compromise: "Then this humble woman... thanks Your Majesty in advance."

She stretched out her hand, and Su Wanyan pretended to take her pulse.

As the saying goes, "a trade is like a mountain," and Su Wanyan, who studied Western medicine, knew absolutely nothing about traditional Chinese medicine. Moreover, she was still a student who hadn't graduated yet, so she really couldn't figure out anything from this pulse.

Just as I was thinking of stopping after a short while, the system chimed in with a 'ding': [Pulse Diagnosis Skill Successfully Activated]