The Empress, accompanied by Rong Qi and Feng Qinghuang, arrived at You Xuewu's Jade Palace.

The Empress asked, "Young Princess, how can we treat Wu'er's face if we don't know what it is?"

When Feng Qinghuang heard the Empress's question, she was stunned. How to treat her? Would it count as a slap in the face? No, saying it was a slap in the face was too obvious. She couldn't say what she was thinking.

Feng Qinghuang suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "This method is called: 'Restore My Beauty Fist.' It means I have to punch the princess's face forty-nine times in total, only then will it be effective."

The Empress and You Xuewu were completely bewildered. "Little Princess, what are you talking about? We've never even heard of it. And you even punched Wu'er in the face? Are you sure this isn't just settling a personal score?"

Rong Qi, who was standing nearby, knew that Jiao Jiao was making things up, but he didn't stop her and let her do as she pleased.

Feng Qinghuang pouted: "You don't believe me?"

The Empress and You Xuewu neither nodded nor shook their heads, but gave her a look that said, "Do you believe us or not?"

Feng Qinghuang spread her hands and sighed, "Fine, since you don't believe me, then I won't treat you. Otherwise, if the Empress's princess comes forward again, I'll punish you. Aqi, let's go."

Rong Qi nodded and was about to get up when the Empress stopped him.

"No, we believe it. We must get treatment, no matter what method it is, as long as it can cure us."

What's a little suffering now? It's better than being ugly your whole life and not even being able to find a husband.

You Xuewu could hardly believe her eyes when she heard the Empress's words. "Mother, are you serious? You want this brat to lay a hand on me in front of you?" She didn't believe it. Giving her a few dozen punches wouldn't make her face heal; by the time the brat finished beating her, would her bones be completely broken?

"Mother, you believe that?"

The Empress glanced at her: "So what if I don't believe you? Do you have a better idea?"

You Xuewu fell silent. Yes, none of the imperial physicians in the palace could save her now; they could only hope that this wretched girl could save her.

You Xuewu glared at Feng Qinghuang: "Let me tell you, if you can't cure her, just wait and see."

Feng Qinghuang shuddered in fright and quickly grabbed Rong Qi's hand beside her: "Qi, she's so fierce! I don't want to be treated anymore. She's threatening me."

Rong Qi knew she was going to put on an act, so he naturally played along: "Your Majesty should really take better care of your daughter. If you don't want to be ugly for the rest of your life, then you should treat Jiao Jiao better."

Hearing Rong Qi's words, the Empress looked at her daughter with a mixture of disappointment and frustration.

"Wu'er, apologize, or your mother will abandon you."

This idiot knows perfectly well that our only hope lies with that little girl, yet he still dares to spout nonsense. He's incredibly stupid.

Seeing her mother's anger, You Xuewu quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, little princess, I was wrong. I shouldn't have disbelieved you. Please, you must heal me. After I'm healed, my mother and I will be very grateful to you."

Feng Qinghuang felt a little thrill in her heart: "Alright, since you've all said so, then I'll forgive you. Your Majesty, please excuse me for a moment. I don't like outsiders watching when I'm treating patients, as it doesn't allow for optimal results!"

The Queen nodded: "Alright, I'll go out now. I'll be right outside the door."

It means that if you want to do anything else, you should think it over carefully.

Feng Qinghuang ignored her. After she walked out and closed the door, Feng Qinghuang rolled up her sleeves, ready to slap her face, or rather, heal her wounds.

Watching her movements, You Xuewu retreated step by step.

"Why are you running away? Are you going to get treatment or not? If not, I'm leaving."

Hearing her words, You Xuewu dared not back down. With a look of grim determination, she closed her eyes and said in a trembling voice, "You...go easy on me."

Feng Qinghuang nodded: "Okay, okay, don't worry, I will be very gentle."

She outwardly agreed to be gentle, but inwardly she thought, "Gentle? Yeah, right!"

"Ouch...it hurts so much...Mother, save me...my face..."

A moment later, the Empress heard her daughter's pitiful screams from inside the room. She wanted to push the door open, but was afraid of disturbing their treatment and ruining everything. However, her daughter's pitiful screams didn't sound like she was being treated at all; they sounded like a pig being slaughtered.

The Empress's heart clenched, but she ultimately did not push open the door, fearing it would affect the treatment outcome and disturb them, which would be a loss.

After a while, the sounds in the room gradually subsided, whether it was because the treatment was over or because You Xuewu could no longer feel the pain.

"Your Majesty, please come in."

No sooner had she finished speaking than the Empress pushed open the door and entered. Upon seeing her daughter's face, she nearly fainted.

If before it was just ugly, now it's ugly plus a pig's head.

"Young Princess, this..."

Feng Qinghuang looked at her with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the treatment went very smoothly. In a few days, once the swelling goes down, the princess's face will be back to normal. Also, this bottle of ointment is for reducing swelling and relieving pain."

The Empress accepted the ointment and nodded, "Thank you, Princess."

Feng Qinghuang waved her hand: "It's alright, it's alright, we'll be going now."

After Feng Qinghuang finished speaking, she led Rong Qi out of Yuqing Palace.