Yun Qingluo smiled and said, "Achen, the medicinal bath is ready. Sit down. Your legs may feel a little sore, but that's normal. Don't worry."

These medications are potent drugs that unblock meridians and stimulate nerves. They won't cause much pain, but the dense, stinging pain can be quite uncomfortable.

She originally intended to take it slow, but now that A-Chen is heading south, time is of the essence.

She could only change the prescription and herbs to stronger ones to help him recover as soon as possible. As for his physical depletion, she could gradually recuperate him.

When Mo Beichen heard Yun Qingluo say that her legs hurt, he didn't take it seriously.

He knows his own legs; he wouldn't feel anything even if you cut them with a knife.

Yun Qingluo simply had Mo Beichen sit inside, wearing only his undergarments.

Although she also wanted Ah Chen to strip naked, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to handle it.

After all, she would be giving him acupuncture to clear his meridians later, which would consume a great deal of her energy and required her full concentration.

Half an hour after Mo Beichen sat inside, he sensed something was amiss.

He suddenly looked down at his legs through the medicine, and he seemed to feel a slight stinging pain.

As the stinging pain became more and more pronounced, a hint of surprise finally appeared on Mo Beichen's face.

He looked up at Yun Qingluo, who was holding a set of golden needles and gesturing in the distance, and called out in a hoarse voice, "Luo Luo..."

Hearing the call, Yun Qingluo turned around and saw Mo Beichen's face showing a hint of excitement. His expressionless face finally showed a lively expression.

"Ah Chen, are you feeling unwell?" Yun Qingluo walked over and asked.

Mo Beichen shook his head, "Luo Luo, I... I can feel pain in my legs."

It's still like a dream to him, for so many years.

He truly thought he would never feel anything in his legs again, but now he could feel the sharp pain in them so clearly and vividly.

"Is this... a dream?" Mo Beichen couldn't believe it.

Yun Qinglu smiled helplessly. Her Achen always felt like a dream.

"This is not a dream. I will give you acupuncture in a moment. The sensation in your legs will be even stronger. Ah Chen, don't move around." Yun Qingluo checked the color of the water. The medicine had been almost absorbed.

So she picked up the golden needle from earlier and said to Mo Beichen, "Achen, stretch out your legs and don't move."

Mo Beichen looked slightly nervous and remained motionless, like a reserved young boy.

Yun Qingluo stared at Mo Beichen's legs in the water, then touched a few acupoints. Good, they had relaxed.

Yun Qingluo quickly inserted the gold needles; the combination of the medicinal bath and the gold needles could promote the absorption of the medicine more quickly.

Midway through, Yun Qingluo noticed that Mo Beichen's muscles were becoming increasingly tense, so she had no choice but to hypnotize him.

They also anesthetized him, and the medicated bath was the perfect time for bone setting.

An hour later, Mo Beichen woke up and found himself lying in bed.

Even the slightest movement causes intense pain in my legs.

Mo Beichen was overjoyed, seemingly oblivious to the cold sweat pouring down his face from the pain.

Yun Qingluo pushed open the door and came in, only to see Mo Beichen struggling to lift his leg. She quickly stopped him.

"Ah Chen, don't move." Yun Qingluo quickly stepped forward and helped him lie down.

"I just set your bones, and medical braces are strapped to both sides. For the next three days, you need to stay in bed and avoid putting any strain on your legs so that your bones and muscles can grow," Yun Qingluo explained to Mo Beichen.

Mo Beichen looked up, his eyes no longer showing the indifference he had before, but genuine surprise.

"Luo Luo, can I really stand up?" Mo Beichen stared intently into Yun Qingluo's eyes, confirming once again.

Yun Qingluo wasn't impatient. Instead, she looked earnestly into Mo Beichen's eyes and replied, "Achen, really, I promise you, you can definitely stand up. Your bones and muscles haven't actually died because of the internal energy's repair. Take your medicine and rest for the next three days."

"Three days later, I will design a rehabilitation program for you, along with medicated baths and acupuncture. In a maximum of three months, you will be able to walk normally."

It's just that the medications used are all irritating and can cause significant harm to the body.

These require six months, or even a year, to recover.

Yun Qingluo did not tell Mo Beichen this.

"Luo Luo, thank you." Mo Beichen reached out and pulled Yun Qingluo into his arms, then lowered his head to kiss her forehead.

Yun Qingluo raised her small face and smiled slowly, "Achen, I should be thanking you. If you hadn't saved me, I would have been a lonely soul long ago, and I wouldn't be here talking to you."

Mo Beichen disagreed with Yun Qingluo's words, saying, "Luoluo will live to be a hundred years old."

"Okay, let's live to be a hundred years old together. Don't frown all the time, it doesn't look good." Yun Qingluo reached out and smoothed the wrinkles between Mo Beichen's brows, speaking softly.

Because Yun Qingluo was afraid that Mo Beichen would wake up midway, she gave him a bit too much anesthetic. After saying a few words, Mo Beichen felt a deep drowsiness.

Seeing this, Yun Qingluo coaxed Mo Beichen in a low voice to drink half a bowl of porridge and then a bowl of medicine before letting him go to sleep.

I went outside.

The butler, Mo Feng, and Mo Yu were waiting at the door.

Upon seeing Yun Qingluo emerge, the steward immediately stepped forward and hurriedly asked, "Your Highness, is His Highness... is he really able to stand up?"

When Yun Qingluo treated Mo Beichen, she chose a very ordinary day and did not take any special precautions. She just secretly asked Mo Yu and Mo Feng to keep the people around them away.

There were spies of the emperor in the mansion, so she dared not risk Mo Beichen.

"Don't worry, His Highness will definitely stand up and walk normally as before," Yun Qingluo solemnly assured him.

Then he asked Mo Feng, "Did you discover anything unusual during your patrol?"

Mo Feng and Mo Yu shook their heads; they hadn't noticed anything unusual.

Yun Qingluo's expression turned cold. It seemed that this spy was very well hidden, perhaps having been in the manor for many years.

Mo Beichen didn't wake up until evening.

Yun Qingluo personally cooked lean meat porridge all afternoon, fed it to Mo Beichen, and then supervised him to take his medicine.

Yun Qingluo asked Mo Feng to bring all of Mo Beichen's official business to the room and set up a table by the bedside specifically for him.

Yun Qingluo went to the pharmacy to get the ingredients for the medicinal bath three days later, while Mo Beichen took care of personal matters in his room.

"Is there any movement in the palace?" Mo Beichen leaned against the bed after getting into bed, holding a memorial in his hand.

"Your Highness, our scouts report that the imperial edict to the southwest will likely be issued in about ten days. His Majesty..." Mo Feng glanced at Mo Beichen's face, noticing his displeasure, and quickly continued:

"His Majesty probably won't spend any money," Mo Feng said, bowing his head.

Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen paused in the hand holding the memorial, then resumed his normal expression. "He would rather I die on the road than waste money on me."

Mo Feng dared not speak, but in his heart he felt indignant about the injustice done to his lord.

The prince was sent to the border as a child and struggled to live. In just a few years, he recovered all the lost territory and expanded the territory of Tianmo Kingdom.

However, the emperor, who was firmly seated on the throne, felt that the prince's achievements overshadowed his own and was determined to kill him.

The prince must be heartbroken, knowing that his own brother wants to kill him at any moment.