"Prince of Beihan, you also contributed to this incident. I have remembered your merits and will reward you when the time is right." The Emperor winked at Jun Molin.

Jun Molin pursed his lips. Judging from his father's expression, he knew that this reward was not something normal.

"Thank you, Father Emperor." Jun Molin bowed and expressed his gratitude.

"The camp will remain closed for the next few days until the plague has completely subsided," the Emperor said.

"Yes, Your Majesty," everyone replied in unison.

"Alright, I'm returning to the palace." The Emperor waved to the crowd.

"Let's return to the palace!" Eunuch Wei shouted, gathering his strength in his dantian.

"This humble subject respectfully sees His Majesty off!" all the people shouted.

The Emperor waved to the crowd and then lowered the curtain of the imperial carriage.

"Yes!" After the Emperor left, Yun Qingran's tense emotions finally relaxed.

"Ahhh, we won! We won..." Everyone cheered and jumped for joy, turning the entire camp into a sea of ​​happiness.

Across the joyful crowd, Jun Molin glanced at Yun Qingran, then took Jun Yanyan's hand and returned to the mansion.

"Did you see that? Just now, His Highness the Northern Cold King glanced at Yun Qingran. Oh my god, that look in his eyes was absolutely captivating."

"His Highness the Northern Cold King must be deeply in love with Miss Yun. This profound love is truly remarkable."

"Our Prince of Beihan is incomparably handsome, a master strategist, and so deeply devoted to the one he loves. Truly, outstanding people excel at everything they do."

...

Everyone said they were totally shipping them.

Yunxiao, his son, and his daughter returned to the house. Yun Qingran gave the prescription she had developed to Yun Qingbi and told him how to take it.

"Brother, those who have been infected with the plague for less than ten days only need to take three doses, each dose for two days, three times a day. Those who have been infected for more than ten days but less than twenty days need to take four doses, each dose for two days, three times a day. Those who have been infected for more than twenty days need to take six doses, also each dose for two days, three times a day."

"Yes, I'll remember that, brother." Yun Qingbi patted her shoulder. "Ranran, this time it all depends on you. If it weren't for you, these more than 10,000 lives would have been lost."

“Brother, what are you saying? As the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Zhen’an, although I don’t directly receive a salary or fief, I do indirectly receive support from the people. It’s only right that I do things for the people,” Yun Qingran replied earnestly to Yun Qingbi.

After hearing this, Yunxiao burst into tears. "Shufen, our daughter has grown up and become a good child. Please bless our two children from heaven."

Clouds tilting, clouds shimmering: ...

After the plague was dealt with, Yun Qingbi began planning to build a new town outside the city to resettle the displaced people. As for Zhang County, the homes of these displaced people had all collapsed under the weight of the heavy snow, leaving them homeless.

Yun Qingran had only been infected with the plague for a short time. After taking two doses of medicine, her symptoms disappeared, and she was lively and energetic again.

After she recovered, Ning Jitang held a banquet to celebrate her success. Many noble ladies wanted to attend, hoping to use the opportunity to get to know Yun Qingran.

"Ranran, do you want them to attend?" Although Ning Jitang was hosting the banquet, she wanted to ask Yun Qingran before making a decision.

"Since they want to participate, let them participate," Yun Qingran said generously.

These wealthy young ladies, apart from a few genuinely wicked ones, are mostly just spoiled brats and not really bad people. Her ambitions require money, and these ladies happen to have money. She'll persuade them to invest, creating a win-win situation for everyone.

“Okay.” Ning Jitang nodded happily, then continued, “By the way, Ranran, do you know? The delegation from the three countries will be arriving in the capital in a few days.”

"Let them come." Yun Qingran had a very bad impression of the three kingdoms' delegation; they had almost killed her this time.

"Do you know who the chief envoys of the three kingdoms were?" Ning Jitang asked mysteriously.

"Who?" Yun Qingran asked, a little curious as she looked at her.

“The chief envoy of Southern Chu is the eldest prince of Southern Chu, Nangong Ye; the chief envoy of Eastern Qi is Luo Ru, the left prime minister of Eastern Qi; and the chief envoy of Western Yan is Princess Zhaohua, the eldest princess of Western Yan,” Ning Jitang replied.

"Wow, what a stellar lineup!" Yun Qingran exclaimed softly.

Prince Nangong Ye of Southern Chu, born to the Empress, is the eldest son of the legitimate wife and should normally be the next ruler of Southern Chu. However, he has a younger brother, Nangong Xu, who surpasses him in talent, military strategy, governance, and even appearance. Therefore, he has not yet been made crown prince.

Luo Ru, the Left Chancellor of the Eastern Qi Dynasty, was a renowned Confucian scholar whose many insights were regarded as gospel by scholars throughout the land. He was a truly remarkable statesman.

Princess Zhaohua, the eldest princess of Western Yan, was an extraordinary figure. Her father, the emperor, doted on her immensely, bestowing upon her the title of Crown Princess, meaning she was the next ruler of Western Yan. A woman becoming emperor was unprecedented in history, and she was very likely the first.

“That’s right. My father said that everyone is swamped with work right now, all to welcome the delegation from the three countries,” Ning Jitang said.

“Of course, two of these three are very likely to be the next emperors, and the other is the white moonlight of all scholars in the world. If anything happens to these three in Beiyin, then Beiyin will be in big trouble,” Yun Qingran said.

"Sigh, I hope everything goes smoothly and nothing bad happens," Ning Jitang said.

After parting ways with Ning Jitang, Yun Qingran went home and happened to run into Yun Qingbi, who was also returning home.

"Big brother, you haven't shaved for days." Yun Qingran was stunned when she saw Yun Qingbi's stubble-covered face.

“I’ve been following the feng shui master around the city for three days, searching for a place to build a town. I haven’t been home at all.” Yun Qingbi looked exhausted.

"Did you find it?" Yun Qingran asked him.

"Found them. I've already sent people from the Ministry of Works to get the design drawings done as soon as possible, and then we can start building the houses." Yun Qingbi smiled slightly. The more than 10,000 refugees would soon have homes.

"Great job! Sending you a heart." Yun Qingran made a heart shape with both hands for Yun Qingbi.

Yun Qingbi slapped her hand away in disgust, but her eyes were full of smiles.

"Brother, you should get some rest. I heard the delegation from the Three Kingdoms is coming soon. You still have a lot to do." Yun Qingran looked at Yun Qingbi with sympathy.

My elder brother is now the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, so he will definitely be responsible for receiving the delegation when it arrives.

"It's just a delegation from the Three Kingdoms wishing us a happy birthday. We've already resolved our plague problem, so there's nothing to see here. Just give them a casual welcome and tell them to get lost." Like Yun Qingran, Yun Qingbi didn't have a good impression of the delegation and assumed they were just there to make a show of things.

“The envoys from Southern Chu are the eldest prince of Southern Chu, Nangong Ye; the envoy from Eastern Qi is Luo Ru, the Left Prime Minister of Eastern Qi; and the envoy from Western Yan is Princess Zhaohua, the eldest princess of Western Yan. I’m afraid we can’t just entertain them casually.” Yun Qingran shrugged.

"What!" Upon hearing a certain name, Yun Qingbi's expression changed, and upon closer inspection, a hint of excited joy flashed in his eyes.