"Write a letter home. We're about to break camp. I know you're busy, but not this busy. Aren't you afraid of getting a slap from Aunt Hou when you get home?"

Since Hou Xiangxiang came to the grassland with Huo Xiaolong, she has been so busy that she is almost never seen. She has practically stayed in the medical tent and has never come out. If it weren't for the sisters of Fengyuelou helping her with her daily life, the young girl probably wouldn't even have time to take a bath.

"I'm busy," the little girl said to Huo Xiaolong, her face ashen.

“I don’t have time to write letters. I could spend the time writing letters preparing medicine for a wounded soldier. What if he dies just because he needs that medicine?”

"Do you really have to brew it yourself? Aren't there enough doctors for you to command?" Huo Xiaolong asked, puzzled.

The little girl rolled her eyes at her, then stood up, lifted the tent flap, and said...

"Come on, take a look."

Outside the tent, the medical officer, dressed in a white smock, stood before a pig intended for feeding.

The uneven, crooked sutures were so bad that it was hard to look at them.

“I told you, let them all learn embroidery. Look how well Tingche sews. And look at them, their fingers are so short they don’t even know how they grew.”

“Even if I brought my own embroiderers over, they would be better than them.”

At this point, Hou Xiangxiang suddenly realized a way to save herself. Her eyes sparkled with inspiration. She put down the pestle, stuffed the half-pounded medicine into Huo Xiaolong's hand, and then sat down at her desk to write a letter.

The children have been gone for several months, and Madam Hou's belly is growing rapidly. Now, the woman who once dominated the business world is smashing plates.

"Why can't she just send me a message?"

"It's been months, and she's only sent two letters. The rest of what I hear about her comes from He Yi!"

Xu Zheng quickly grabbed a broom to clean the ground, and then advised...

"Don't be angry, Yingying. Something must be wrong with the child. Otherwise, why wouldn't he miss his mother?"

I think she just doesn't want to!

"Miss, don't be angry, don't be angry. The young lady has sent a message."

The old steward of the Marquis's mansion, with his unsteady legs, walked towards the main gate at a speed that made people anxious. He called out these words as he walked.

Xu Zheng hurriedly went out to greet her, took the letter, and handed it to the Lady Hou.

The woman's temper subsided considerably after reading the letter, and she smiled and said to the butler...

"Help me ask if any embroiderers are willing to go to Xiangxiang's place, especially those embroiderers who have experience sewing. Their wages are three times what they are now."

"Okay, Miss."

Lady Hou, unable to hide her smile, read the letter again. Only then did Xu Zheng relax and sit down next to the woman to ask...

Is Xiangxiang alright?

"Everything is fine, but we're busy and short-handed. That's why we came back to ask her mother for help."

"A mother will always be a mother."

Then Xu Zheng placed his hand on Lady Hou's belly, thinking to himself, "She is also the mother of my child. It's so good to have such a beautiful woman by my side."

After all these years, I finally understand what my friend meant by "being moved."

"You little brat! Get your hands off me! I'll chop off your claws!"

Old Master Hou's voice startled Xu Zheng, who quickly stood up to pour tea for the elderly couple, then said respectfully...

"You two are back."

"You must come back! If you don't come back soon, won't your unruly paws turn the world upside down?"

Chaos erupted in Pingyang County, while the people on the grassland stood ready for battle.

Da Nier, clad in armor and bearing a banner, is now giving a speech to the Xiongnu army at the front.

"There's not much to say. You should have already heard about what I've been going through lately."

"I am Ya Lanqing, the fifth princess who was exiled ten years ago. Now I only want to fight my way back to the royal court and seize the throne. My two older brothers have died at my hands. Now, my father has no children. I, Ya Lanqing, am rightfully the rightful heir!"

"I simply don't want to be coerced by the Grand Preceptor anymore. As long as you obey and fight alongside me on the battlefield, these people from the Central Plains will teach your tribes to farm and weave cloth, to be self-sufficient, just like the Fengshi tribe! You will never suffer from hunger again!"

The dark-skinned girl took out two jade pendants from her bosom; they belonged to Ya Lanfeng and Ya Lanyu.

The pure white jade pendant shone brightly in the sunlight. Da Nier tugged at the reins with her right hand, pulling the head of the wandering warhorse back.

The girl had striking features; the phrase "sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes" wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe her, although her eyebrows weren't particularly thick.

The arrogance and bloodlust in their eyes were exactly what these Xiongnu needed.

If they're going to follow someone, they should follow this kind of person.

People who can give them hope.

"So that fierce-speaking older sister is a princess of the royal court?" Ha Die asked beside Xiao Shizi.

"Sister, I only found out today too. No wonder she spoke so fiercely. The grasslands belong to her."

"But I've heard that the Imperial Advisor is very powerful and can predict the future."

"It's okay, he's always wrong sometimes."

Children are naturally optimistic, but when Grandma Wang looked at her daughter wearing a grassland headdress and black armor, she felt like crying.

Da Nier told her yesterday

“Mother, I have a deep-seated question. I just want to ask my father why he said he didn’t want me back then, especially since so many people on the grasslands are starving. That child was about the same age as when I first met Huo Xiaolong, and he was so skinny he was practically a stick.”

"But his belly was frighteningly big, like a woman about to give birth."

"Mother, I want to help them."

“I’ve received their offerings before…”

Aunt Wang understood that what was implied in those words was, "Mother, I have a responsibility, after all, I was a princess for several years."

But the old lady also knew that her daughter couldn't stay a boss at Wang's Pancake Shop forever.

Her daughter also has lofty ambitions. Her own daughter is no less capable than anyone else. Whatever the Huo family's daughter can do, her daughter can do too.

Aunt Wang listened and cried at the same time, nodding in agreement.

“Go, Mother will go with you.”

Dani'er knew her mother's intentions, and this was the biggest concession she could make.

"But Father doesn't know I'm going to fight back yet. Should we send him a message?"

"Why send any news? Do we need to notify him when we're going home? It's alright, just consider it a visit to our biological father. After that, we'll go home and return to Pingyang."

"Okay!"