Before Lanqin could even get through the second day, she caught a cold from the wind and wind.

She has the body of a delicate young lady but the heart of a tomboy.

Lanqin's nose was almost red from being pinched, but the annoying snot kept dripping down.

"Princess, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have let you play in the snow." Nianxue said to Lanqin as she handed her the cooled medicine.

"Achoo..." Lanqin had lost count of how many sneezes she had sneezed that day.

"Alright, Nianxue, my ears are practically calloused from all your nagging. I've already said it, it's not your fault, it's not your fault. It's just that your princess's health is too weak. She caught a cold just from playing in the snow." Lanqin inwardly expressed her deep contempt for the original owner's frailty.

"Princess, the more you say that, the more I feel guilty." Nianxue picked up a handkerchief and wiped Lanqin's mouth.

When the Fourth Prince returned from the palace, it was still snowing heavily. He knew early on that Lanqin had caught a cold, so he went straight to the South Courtyard.

At this moment, Lanqin was staring blankly at a bowl of medicinal soup, refusing to drink it.

This ancient herbal remedy for colds is really ineffective; I've been drinking it all day, and my runny nose still won't stop.

Today is a case of "yesterday's disobedience brings today's punishment!" The Fourth Prince was furious when he saw the little princess lying listlessly on the warm couch and refusing to drink her medicine.

"Greetings to Master!" After Nianxue and Xicha greeted the Fourth Master, they continued to feed Lanqin her medicine.

"Go to the head nanny and get some more charcoal. This room is still not very warm. Light two braziers for her," Fourth Master said to Nianxue. Although he appeared dissatisfied with Lanqin, he was actually very concerned for her.

Nianxue agreed, placed the bowl of medicine on a small stool, and went out to instruct Huanbi to fetch charcoal.

"Go tell Master Niu to cook her some chicken porridge, and she's not allowed to eat anything else." As soon as Fourth Master finished speaking, Lanqin, who had just been touched by his thoughtfulness, immediately fell down.

"Master, I don't want porridge, I want meat!" Lanqin protested. She hadn't been able to go anywhere all day because of this cold; Nianxue wouldn't even let her stand at the door to look at the snow. She hadn't eaten much at noon either, and had been planning to have a good spicy dinner to get rid of the cold, which would naturally cure her cold. But now Fourth Master only allowed her to drink porridge—wasn't this going to kill her?!

"Drink your medicine quickly. You're so sick, yet you're still haggling with me. It seems I've been too good to you all this time," Fourth Master said sternly.

The Fourth Prince knew that one should not eat oily or greasy food when sick. When he was a child in the palace, if he fell ill, he would have to go hungry for at least a day. This was a common practice among the imperial physicians—a method of starvation therapy. Because children have weak digestive systems, food would become stuck in their intestines when they were sick, affecting the absorption and efficacy of medicine. According to modern medical theory, this starvation therapy is scientifically sound, but it left a deep shadow on the Fourth Prince's childhood.

Fourth Master, are you trying to make Lanqin experience the starvation therapy too? That's quite a cunning scheme!

"Waaaaah, waaaaah~~~"

Upon seeing the Fourth Master's attitude, Lanqin cried and pleaded, "Master, you're being mean to me! I'm already ill, and you're still being so mean to me!"

"Waaaaah, waaaaah~~~"

After saying that, Lanqin really burst into tears. She didn't know why, but she was thinking of her mother, not Anjia, but her mother who lived in the 21st century.

Whenever Lin Mengyao is sick, her mother always cooks a table full of her favorite dishes to ease her bad mood caused by the illness.

Nianxue had already finished giving her instructions and returned. Seeing Lanqin sobbing uncontrollably, she was wondering what was wrong when Fourth Master said, "Alright, stop crying. I'll add some more fish for you, is that alright? I was just worried about your cold and my tone was a little harsh, I wasn't being mean to you at all!"

Seeing that her coquettishness and whining were effective, Lanqin continued to coquettishly say, "Master will be fierce, he will be fierce."

Nianxue, who had been worried about what had happened, almost broke out in a cold sweat when she saw this. Su Peisheng had turned his face away, clearly trying to suppress his laughter. She stood beside Su Peisheng, not wanting to disturb the two bickering lovers.

"Drink this medicine quickly, or you won't get better. Then you won't get to play ice cream." Fourth Master had no choice but to use this to lure Lanqin into drinking the medicine.

"Hey, sir~~" Lanqin decided to take her coquettishness to the extreme.

Pfft~~

Su Peisheng and Nianxue finally couldn't hold back anymore. They tried their best to suppress their laughter, shrugged their shoulders a few times, and then turned their backs to each other.

The Fourth Prince glanced awkwardly at the two of them, thinking to himself: This little princess really has no sense of propriety when it comes to her mouth. Sigh, but why do I just love her for being like this?!

"You all go out and tell Chef Niu to make a grilled fish. Make sure it's stewed until very tender and easy to digest," Fourth Master added.

The two servants, as if granted a pardon, hurriedly bowed and retreated; if they had stayed any longer, they would have burst out laughing.

Lanqin looked sweetly at Fourth Master and said again, "Master, please feed me!"

Fourth Master looked at Lanqin with affection, picked up the medicine bowl on the small stool, and actually fed her spoonful by spoonful.

Sigh, they're raising Lanqin like a daughter, spoiling her rotten. Fourth Master thought to himself, but he wasn't annoyed at all.

After finishing her medicine, Lanqin cried out again, "Bitter!"

Fourth Master picked up the candied fruit that was placed aside and personally fed him another piece.

Seeing Lanqin's smug and content little face, his heart softened for no reason, and he pulled Lanqin into his arms.

"Master, can I really play on the ice?" Lanqin nestled happily in Fourth Master's arms.

"I'll wait until I've made you a fox fur coat. Your little body can't withstand the wind and snow outside. I have to keep you warm and cozy." The Fourth Prince had heard that Lanqin was ill that morning and remembered the batch of furs he'd just received from the Imperial Household Department. He'd seen the list from the head nanny and immediately chosen three snow fox pelts, and had already instructed her to make Lanqin a two-piece fur coat.

"Master, did it come from the Imperial Household Department?" Lanqin also knew, because the arrival of gifts from the Imperial Household Department was one of the most popular topics of speculation among the women in the inner quarters. These gifts would inevitably be used by the Fourth Prince to reward them. Therefore, whenever the Imperial Household Department sent something, they would immediately begin to guess what good things it contained.

Sigh, this can only be attributed to the fact that these women lead very boring lives, and they love to gossip endlessly about the smallest things.

"Yes, I just acquired a batch of furs. I'll give them to you all, and also make a fur coat for each of the princes and princesses," the Fourth Prince said.

"Then, Master, haven't you divided them yet? Is it against the rules to make them for me first?" Lanqin asked cautiously.