After the imperial physician left, Xiao Ji came over, picked up Shang Changge, and let the woman sit on his lap, asking about the monks at Lingyin Temple.

Shang Changge raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised. After giving a brief explanation, she wrapped her arms around the man's neck and asked a question with curiosity and doubt:

"Aren't you going to ask me what kind of medicine those two pills I gave you the other day were that had such a miraculous effect?"

There were only two people in the private room. Xiao Ji gently buried his cold face in Shang Changge's chest, deeply inhaling the fragrance of peonies.

The cunning wolf is always so obedient in front of his partner, and he even mimics the phrases his partner often uses:

"I won't ask. The only thing I'll ask is that the Princess Dowager specially obtained this miraculous medicine for me at great expense."

I still remember what the little rascal said when they first had a fight: everyone has their own little secrets, and if she doesn't want to talk about them, he won't ask.

Shang Changge was deeply touched by such tolerance and thoughtfulness, and fell utterly in love.

He touched the man's head and casually brushed against his hair ornament; the touch was slightly cool, the same temperature as Xiao Ji's icy lips.

"Good girl, I'll reward my husband tonight."

Xiao Ji's Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

In the realm of close-range combat, the two are evenly matched.

After all, they were each other's first love, especially Xiao Ji, who was a normal man nearing thirty.

The two didn't linger at the restaurant for long; they both had important matters to attend to.

Xiao Ji was busy with official duties, while Shang Changge was busy taking care of some matters at several shops under her name after finishing her meal.

There's no rush to make the pills that can heal Xiao Ji's injuries. We can't possibly cure all of General Xiao's wounds in just a few days. What kind of miraculous medicine is that?

There needs to be a gradual process, otherwise it would be too abnormal and abnormal, and if others notice anything amiss, it would inevitably cause another problem.

Xiao Ji was busy until dark.

On the way back to the manor, remembering what Shang Changge had said at the restaurant, the first thing he did after getting off the carriage was to instruct Zhuihun to prepare medicine.

Zhuihun hesitated, then said nothing and respectfully agreed.

After Xiao Ji bathed and changed his clothes, Zhuihun brought in the medicinal soup he had personally prepared.

Watching the general accept the medicine and drink it without even glancing at the official documents, and considering the general's age...

Holding onto the heavy responsibility entrusted to him by the old general, and driven by his own long-held curiosity, Zhuihun couldn't help but ask:

"General, do you intend to continue taking this contraceptive medicine? Or will you stop taking it after you marry the Princess?"

Zhuihun had a vague answer in his heart, and it was precisely because he had a vague answer that he asked this question.

The general is getting on in years, and he and the princess are deeply in love. There's no war on the frontier, so they shouldn't be planning to have children.

Xiao Ji put down the bowl of medicine, his gaze still fixed on the official documents. As he picked up his pen to review the documents, he coldly opened his lips:

"If you don't want to get a beating, don't meddle in things that aren't your business."

These words have a deeper meaning. One part means literally, while the other, "Don't worry about it," implies that Xiao Ji knows who is truly concerned.

Zhuihun is a smart man; otherwise, he wouldn't be one of Xiao Ji's right-hand men and confidants.

He put aside his own unwarranted concerns, admitted his mistakes, apologized, and left after receiving forgiveness.

Days pass by quickly.

A few days later, on Mi Chan's birthday, Shang Changge gave Qing Yao two days off.

He then instructed the head steward to select a birthday gift for Qingyao to take back, and told Qingyao to give it to Michan privately.

Whether she's being delusional, overthinking, or too suspicious, she simply doesn't like trouble, and she especially dislikes any melodramatic misunderstandings or tragic love stories with Xiao Ji.

Of course, this does not conflict with giving Mi Chan a birthday gift.

She was dealing with her own people—well, they weren't her people anymore.

To put it another way,

Based on the premise of no conflict of interest, peace, friendship, and sincerity, she treats other women as women...

They are often more amiable and approachable than men, and do not harbor inexplicable hostility.

The reason I spoke so harshly in Granny Hua's courtyard that day was because I didn't want Jing Xiuming to take advantage of Mi Chan again.

In short, she didn't dislike Mi Chan.

She's just ruthless and decisive, and simply dislikes trouble.