After treating all the wounds, Miao Nanyan looked at her body, which was already covered in scars, and saw that there were now a few more scars. She felt terrible.

Although Baili Yingfeng usually looks fierce and menacing, he is surprisingly quiet and well-behaved now that he is lying here.

How many life-or-death battles must he have endured to end up like this? To protect the people of Beiliang from the ravages of war, his soldiers fought desperately to defend Beiliang's borders.

As the king of Beiliang, he must have been the target of many people who wanted his life and wanted to take his place.

Three hours had passed since the stitches were finished, and Baili Yingfeng gradually closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Miao Nanyan covered Baili Yingfeng with a blanket and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

She stood up and stretched her sore hands and stiff shoulders and spine, having been concentrating for too long without moving.

After sitting on the wooden bed for a while, she walked out of the main hall and saw the soldiers standing outside with solemn and worried expressions. "Don't worry, everything is fine. You all stay at the door and guard it well. Don't let anyone in to disturb His Majesty."

"Yes, Consort Nan." The guards' gazes towards Miao Nanyan changed, now filled with respect, gratitude, and admiration.

"Prepare a clean set of clothes. I'll rest for a while, then come back to check and help the King put on his clothes," Miao Nanyan instructed.

"Don't let anyone touch the king, or the threads on his body might break," Miao Nanyan instructed.

"Yes, we've got it."

Miao Nanyan returned to her Yiqin Palace, washed her hands, took off her sweat-soaked clothes, changed into clean and refreshing clothes, and rested on the couch.

"Your Highness, please have something to eat." Yun Jin brought in a bowl of white rice and a few side dishes.

Miao Nanyan smelled the aroma of the food and immediately felt her stomach was empty.

Miao Nanyan smiled, wiped her hands, and prepared to eat. "The assassin killed everyone in the Imperial Hospital. I didn't expect that there would still be people in the Imperial Kitchen who could cook."

"Your Majesty, this food wasn't made by the Imperial Kitchen, it was made by our palace's small kitchen."

Miao Nanyan was stunned for a moment before realizing that the food was made by Yun Jin and Xiang Ling. "Then, come and try your cooking!"

...

At the entrance of the Zichen Palace in the Nanyang royal family, Yun Duoduo skipped over.

Although her steps were light, she was still somewhat uneasy. She knew that reputation was the most important thing for women in ancient times. Moreover, she was a princess of a country. For a noble princess to set up a stall to treat palace maids would not only damage the royal dignity, but it was also something that had never been seen or heard of before.

Although the princess is showered with love and affection, she still has to be careful with her words and actions. How could she possibly treat the palace maids?

At that time, who knows how some ministers in the court will gossip and criticize her.

Will Father Emperor agree?

Will he be angry after he finds out what I'm thinking?

【Well, let's ask first!】

She scooped up some snow from the ground, blew on it gently, and found it cool and refreshing.

"The little princess is here?"

"His Majesty is still attending the morning court session; it hasn't ended yet," said Xia Zi, the young eunuch guarding the Zichen Palace.

Yun Beiye had instructed that if the little princess came, there was no need to announce her arrival or wait outside; she could go directly into the Zichen Palace.

"It's cold outside, little princess, please go inside and wait!" Xia Zi nodded and bowed, smiling at Yun Duoduo, and pushed open the door to let her in.

Ah Xiang, Sun Huohuo, and Jin Zhuangzhuang waited for her in the pavilion in front of the Zichen Palace.

"Thank you." Yun Duoduo nodded to Xia Xiazi, lifted her short legs, and stepped over the threshold that seemed high to her.

Once inside the Zichen Palace, the door was closed. Yun Duoduo observed the layout inside and saw tall bookshelves in both corners, filled with many books.

In the center was a long black wooden table with auspicious patterns, on which were piled several brightly lit memorials.

Next to the memorial was an inkstone, next to the cigarette holder was a pen holder, and next to the pen holder were two plates of unfinished plum blossom cheese pastries and a cup of tea.

Along the way, Yun Duoduo was also a little thirsty.

Yun Duoduo stood on tiptoe, stretching out her bean sprout-like little arms, struggling to reach the teacup on the table.

In Fu Shuang Palace, her bedroom is furnished with many small stools of varying heights, like steps. If she wants to reach something, she can simply pull over a stool of suitable height, step on it, and reach it.

However, the table inside the Zichen Palace was far too high for her, and she looked around but couldn't find anything to lean on.

"Duoduo?" Yun Beiye pushed open the door and saw his daughter struggling to reach the teacup on the table. He quickly walked over and said, "Duoduo, don't fall!"

Yun Beiye looked nervous and surprised. He picked up the teacup on the table and was about to hand it to Yun Duoduo when he suddenly realized that the tea in the cup was too cold. He then turned to Zhao Zhongquan and instructed, "Zhao Zhongquan, quickly go and get some sweet soup!"

"Father, Duoduo doesn't want to drink sweet soup, Duoduo wants to drink tea." Yun Duoduo tugged at Yun Beiye's sleeve.

"You're too young to drink tea." Yun Beiye looked at Yun Duoduo's little face, his heart melting, but he knew that children shouldn't drink strong tea.

"Duoduo wants some coffee," Yun Duoduo said coquettishly. She really missed the smooth coffee of modern times. There was no coffee here, but a sip of tea would be fine too!

"Zhao Zhongquan, go and get some flower tea."

【Flower tea? Oh well, right now she just wants a strong cup of Da Hong Pao tea…】

Seeing Yun Duoduo's slightly disappointed expression, Yun Beiye picked her up and said, "Father's tea is all for stimulating your senses. If you drink it, Duoduo won't be able to sleep at night."

Sigh, okay...

By the way, I'm here today on a serious business.

Yun Duoduo hesitated, opened her mouth, then closed it again.

Will my father agree? Will he think my idea is ridiculous, a blatant disruption of palace order and a disregard for imperial authority?

Yun Beiye looked at his daughter, who seemed hesitant to speak, and asked with a mixture of amusement and curiosity, "Duoduo, is there something you want to say to your father?"

"Um……"

"Father, I want to treat the palace maids." Yun Duoduo said boldly, her two little hands clenched together, and she looked up at Yun Beiye with her big, watery eyes.

"Treat the palace maids?!" Yun Beiye was very surprised. In the past, she had Prince Ning teach her medicine so that she could use it for self-defense. Why did she suddenly think of treating the palace maids?

"Oh dear, this isn't quite right!" Zhao Zhongquan walked in carrying a tin of flower tea.

"What kind of princess treats a palace maid for illness?!"

"This is none of your business!" Yun Beiye glared at him, and Zhao Zhongquan quickly bent down to make Yun Duoduo a cup of flower tea before stepping aside.