"Princess, are you alright?" Xiaotang hurriedly closed the window and rushed to Wuyou's bedside, gently patting Wuyou's shoulder to help her catch her breath.

"Ahem... It's my sister. Unfortunately, I'm not feeling well and can't go fishing with you. You'll have to go by yourself." A weak and soft voice sounded, filled with apology.

"Sigh, sister is so boring, staying in Anning Palace all day without going out. Since you're sick, I won't bother you anymore, I'll come to see you again in a while." Hearing this, Helan Wuxia was a little disappointed, pouting and complaining.

In his heart, Wuyou was always sick every few days, and spoke softly, not at all like a child of the grasslands. He was the only one in the entire palace who would often come to play with his sister. But his sister always rejected him, which made him distressed and disappointed.

"Thank you for your kindness, sister. You should go back quickly, lest you catch the illness. Little Sugar, see the princess off for me." Wuyou picked up a snow-white handkerchief, covered her mouth, coughed lightly twice, and spoke apologetically. She winked at Little Sugar beside her.

Xiao Tang reluctantly agreed. If it weren't for Princess Wuxia's constant antics, her princess wouldn't be in such a predicament. She had to endure countless hardships every day, yet still force a smile and play with Princess Wuxia, even though the princess clearly disliked these things.

Once everyone had left, only Wuyou remained in the inner hall. A small mirror sat not far from the bedside, reflecting only a blurry image of her face. Wuyou put down the handkerchief and turned to look at herself, seeing her sickly and haggard reflection. She couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Time's almost up!"