The morning classes passed quickly amidst the nodding and swaying of her head. For Yun Duoduo, the first day of class was relatively easy.

Her head was spinning a little. Jin Zhuangzhuang slept and slept beside her. At first, Wang Taifu would lift Jin Zhuangzhuang up, but later, seeing that she was young, he let her be.

When school was over, Yun Duoduo swayed her little shoulders as she walked outside. Sun Huohuo tidied up the things on the table and helped Yun Duoduo and Jin Zhuangzhuang carry their book boxes.

Yun Duoduo looked into the distance and saw Yun Yibo, dressed in a black robe, walking slowly with his hands behind his back.

"Royal sister, are you done with your studies?" Uncle Yun looked at Yun Duoduo with a smile.

"Are you tired?" Yun Yibo's eyes showed some concern, thinking that he must have started learning to read and write at a young age.

Yun Duoduo shook her head helplessly. She sat on the stool all morning, listening to the Grand Tutor's emotionless words, and felt extremely bored.

"Elder brother, I want to listen to the storybook." Yun Duoduo rubbed her slightly sore neck.

She wanted to know if the young master of the Zhou family had been discovered by Miss Liu's father when he sneaked over the wall to meet his beloved late at night, and whether the lovers had finally become a couple.

"Want to hear a storybook? Your Majesty was in a hurry today and went to the Imperial Kitchen, so you didn't bring a storybook with you. Wait until tonight, Your Majesty will read it to you tonight."

"Come, my royal sister, have some pastries." Yun Yibo took a pastry from the food box he brought with him and placed it in Yun Duoduo's hand.

Yun Duoduo mechanically put the pastry into her mouth and chewed. As she chewed, she felt the sweet, chewy texture filling her mouth. [So delicious!]

She picked up another piece and put it in her mouth.

Yun Yibo casually flipped through Yun Duoduo's books and calligraphy practice book.

"Royal sister, your handwriting is terrible!" He laughed a few times, then looked at the characters in the calligraphy practice book with disdain.

The characters were crooked and irregular, and without careful and painstaking examination, it was impossible to tell what they were.

"Duoduo, sit down, your royal brother will teach you to write." Yun Yibo picked up Yun Duoduo and placed her on a small stool, pressing her shoulders to make her sit down.

【Huh? She has to practice calligraphy too?! She wants to eat!】

"Duoduo, be a good girl."

Yun Duoduo could only obediently sit next to Yun Yibo. Seeing that Yun Duoduo wanted to continue studying, Sun Huohuo was afraid that the eldest prince would also make him practice calligraphy. He carried two book boxes on his back and held one in his hand. He hid behind a pillar and silently watched the two of them.

"Watch how your elder brother writes."

After grinding the ink, Yun Yibo demonstrated how to write a few simple characters on paper. He patiently explained the key points of the strokes, such as the beginning and end of each stroke, to Yun Duoduo.

"Lift the pen lightly, but put it down firmly."

"Look here, when you're writing this, don't hesitate, do it all in one go."

Yun Duoduo stared wide-eyed at Yun Yibo's movements, repeating them in her mind as she watched and mimicked them.

"Elder brother, what beautiful handwriting!" Yun Duoduo exclaimed in surprise as she looked at the powerful and vigorous characters on the calligraphy practice book.

Although her eldest brother was tall, he looked thin and frail, but he had beautiful handwriting.

[You have a grand vision in your heart!]

"Next time, your royal brother will find you some calligraphy practice books so you can practice more. Our Duoduo is so smart, she'll definitely be able to write beautiful characters!" Yun Yibo said affectionately, patting Yun Duoduo's head.

"Yes!" Yun Duoduo nodded vigorously.

"Alright, Aunt Xiang is waiting for you. Go back now."

Yun Duoduo smiled and waved to Yun Yibo, then took Aunt Xiang's hand and left.

...

Inside a side hall of Beiliang, Miao Nanyan examined Chen Yuan's wounds.

Chen Yuan's injuries have stabilized, and he is now asleep. She has applied new dressing to Chen Yuan's wounds.

"how's it going?"

A man's voice came from behind her. Startled, Miao Nanyan turned around but lost her footing and fell into the man's arms.

The man was pushed down by the weight on him and sat on the soft couch.

Miao Nanyan sat on Baili Yingfeng's lap, her face pressed against his, his stubble scratching against her fair skin.

Their eyes met, and Miao Nanyan blushed.

Bai Li Yingfeng had a scent of borneol emanating from him, which smelled very delicate and refreshing.

"Your Majesty?" Miao Nanyan looked at him in surprise. "Why has Your Majesty come?"

Baili Yingfeng looked at Miao Nanyan's beautiful features and slowly raised his hand to approach her face.

He frowned immediately. What was he doing? For a moment, he seemed to see Ah Chen.

"Your Majesty?"

Miao Nanyan called out softly.

When he came to his senses, he felt something pressing down on him.

“You’ve pressed down on my…” Baili Yingfeng paused.

Seeing that Miao Nanyan was still sitting blankly on his lap, he spoke again helplessly.

“Aren’t you going to stand up?” He spread his hands.

Hearing that cold voice, Miao Nanyan quickly came to her senses and stood up. "Your Majesty, please forgive me, I'll get up right away!"

"Your Majesty, what brings you here?"

"I've come to see Chen Yuan." Baili Yingfeng walked to Chen Yuan's side and examined his wounds.

"how's it going?"

"It's stabilized, and the recovery is going very well."

"Hmm." Baili Yingfeng nodded and then walked away.

Miao Nanyan packed her things, and when she finished, she found that Baili Yingfeng had already left.

Baili Yingfeng seemed a little gentle just now, and she wondered if she was imagining things.

Miao Nanyan shook her head, no longer thinking about it, and picked up her medicine box and walked out of the side hall.

...

Nanyang, inside the Fushuang Palace.

Summer arrived quietly, without a single cloud in the sky, and the sun relentlessly radiated its heat.

As the weather gets hotter, even though there are many ice blocks in the bedroom of Fu Shuang Palace, you will still sweat profusely as soon as you move around.

At this moment, Yun Duoduo really missed modern electric fans and air conditioners. Right now, her neck was a little itchy and uncomfortable. She looked at Jin Zhuangzhuang's neck and saw that he also had a lot of prickly heat.

Excessive sweating, without timely wiping away of the sweat, can lead to clogged sweat ducts and the formation of small blisters or papules.

[Looks like I'll have to beg the Medicine Chef tonight for some prickly heat powder; it works faster that way.]

[We ran out of the eczema cream we used to treat Zhuangzhuang's eczema. Otherwise, we could have used it as an emergency measure to relieve the itching.]

Recently, she has treated many palace maids and accumulated quite a few medicines; perhaps her medicine chest will change someday?