After Shang Xiye got into the car, Ji Fengyao casually opened a package to taste, and it really was one of her favorites.

Ji Fengyao thought to herself, "Hmm, this person is really dedicated."

Under the management of Ji Chenhai and his son, the Anping Marquis's residence has only achieved the most basic level of cleanliness after so many days of tidying up. This is only because the newly purchased servants are too afraid to slack off.

Ji Fengyao had no expectations of these two grown men, so she wasn't disappointed.

Ji Fengming led Ji Fengyao and Shang Xiye to the courtyard on the right side of the main courtyard and said to Ji Fengyao, "Sister, brother-in-law, this is the courtyard prepared for you. You can stay here when you come back in the future."

Ji Fengyao ran straight to one of the rooms, looked up at the tightly bound bamboo racks and steamers in front of her, and said happily, "Brother, when did you finish this? Why didn't you tell me?"

"These past two days I've been busy grabbing... uh, busy visiting everyone around, and I only finished getting things done yesterday. I was thinking of giving you a surprise when you came back today," Ji Fengming said, scratching his head.

Ji Chenhai circled the pile of strange-looking things a few more times and asked, "Feng Yao, what did you ask your older brother to make of this? What is it for?"

"This is for purifying alcohol," Ji Fengyao briefly explained to them the knowledge of disinfection and infection prevention for external injuries. Seeing that they were very curious, she asked Ji Fengming to have someone bring over the alcohol and personally demonstrated how to purify the first batch of alcohol.

Shang Xiye sat on the veranda, watching the Ji family father and sons laughing and bustling about inside the house, his gaze gentle.

This is what a family should be like: loving each other, warm and harmonious.

But for the royal family, who enjoy the power and wealth of the world, these are the most luxurious things.

And his mother, ah...

"Your Highness, if what the Princess Consort said is true, the casualty rate of those wounded soldiers over there will be reduced by at least 30%," Wu Ying said, unable to contain his excitement, and transmitted his voice into a secret channel.

"Hmm," Shang Xiye responded softly, her eyes flickering slightly.

“Then, Your Highness…” Wuying looked eagerly at the set of utensils in the room.

"This matter must not be revealed. If the Princess doesn't mention it, no one else is allowed to," Shang Xiye said calmly.

He was the commander-in-chief of the army and knew what a 30% casualty rate meant.

If this news were to leak out, she would instantly become the target of public criticism. Presumably, she had this in mind, which is why she didn't purchase this set of utensils from the Prince Su's residence, but instead placed it in the Anping Marquis's residence, where few people would pay attention.

But she was being too naive. There was at least one person in the world who wouldn't trust the Marquis of Anping's residence.

Moreover, that person was precisely the most difficult to provoke.

Shang Xiye pretended to cough, covered his lips with a handkerchief, and used a secret telepathic technique to instruct Wu Shang in the shadows: "Quickly inform Wu Zhong that before nightfall, the Anping Marquis's residence must be thoroughly searched. Better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free!"

"Yes!" Wu Shang quickly accepted the order and left.

Shang Xiye looked up and glanced at Wuying beside her again.

Wu Ying was a little worried: "Your Highness, why don't we wait until Wu Shang returns before I go?"

"Go immediately!" Shang Xiye said in a deep voice.

After saying that, he turned the wheels on his wheelchair and went into the house by himself.

Seeing him enter, Ji Fengyao hurriedly came over to stop him: "Your Highness, what are you doing in here? Alcohol evaporates quickly, and this room is full of the smell of alcohol, which will affect your Ghost Mask Gu. You should leave quickly... Huh, where did Wuying go?"

Ji Chenhai looked around and walked over, laughing, "Alright, there's nothing much to see here. Son-in-law, come on, let's have some tea and chat. Everyone says you're good at fighting, tell me about a few battles."

Then, without saying a word, she pushed Shang Xiye away, and Ji Fengyao had no choice but to let them go.