Regardless of the circumstances, the plan to send troops to Yun Kingdom was perfect.

Although Murong Yue is now childlike in temperament, the wisdom etched into her bones remains.

Li Xuanji felt gratified as he thought this.

The sun was out today, and the south and east windows were half-open, so the sunlight almost filled the entire room.

Murong Yue disliked the smell of incense, as it prevented her from detecting danger.

All the incense burners were removed.

She also disliked the decorative bottles and jars, even though Ah Hao explained how many stories each bottle had.

Having this kind of thing in the house will only hinder her escape in an emergency.

So they withdrew as well.

The Hall of Supreme Harmony now adopts a minimalist style.

Apart from the dragon bed, dining table, desk, and bookshelves, there was nothing else.

The ministers who had visited initially found it a bit strange, but after seeing it more often, they actually thought it wasn't so bad.

It makes people feel relaxed and refreshed.

Inside the hall, the little hedgehog and the little rabbit ran around everywhere.

Murong Yue didn't mind the cold and practiced writing on the table, while Li Xuanji watched from the side.

"Your Majesty, the character for 'country' has a confusing shape in the middle, and it is surrounded by walls on all four sides."

“When people are protected by walls, they are safe, and they become a state.”

"The country's responsibility is to ensure the safety of its people."

Li Xuanji was very patient.

Murong Yue nodded, and with a wave of her hand, drew a square on the paper.

That's how bases work. One person might feel scared, but a group of people would feel better. Then, they build high walls and form a base.

But she wasn't afraid; she was a zombie, otherwise she would be afraid.

She felt a soft, fluffy texture on her feet, and looking down, she saw Little Grey chewing on her socks.

With a nimble flick of her foot, Murong Yue teleported the bewildered Little Grey onto the table.

Your Majesty's martial arts skills are superb.

Li Xuanji offered a word of praise.

As luck would have it, Little Grey's front paw landed in the inkstone.

Feeling uncomfortable with its paws wet, the little rabbit stood up and shook them off with a smacking sound.

Then it skipped and hopped away.

"Hey, you've dirtied His Majesty's Xuan paper!" Ah Hao chased after the little rabbit, trying to catch it and clean it up.

Murong Yue looked at the claw marks on the paper and inexplicably felt much better.

Actually, being treated as a human being is not a bad thing.

She threw down her pen and said, "Teacher, twenty, I'm not learning anymore."

She wants to get rid of the pills.

"Very well, Your Majesty was excellent today."

Li Xuanji picked up the pen and placed it on the inkstone, his tone full of doting affection for his junior.

He enjoyed Murong Yue's casual way of speaking to him.

The little girl seems even more relaxed than when she was a child.

That's good.

Murong Yue took Ah Hao for a walk in the Imperial Garden. Before leaving, she took a deep sniff and smelled a faint wisp of smoke in the sunlight.

She frowned. "Ah, there's a fire."

Please, please don't let this base catch fire!

She hasn't had enough of staying here yet.

Ah Hao explained, "Your Majesty, Lingxi Palace caught fire last night, but the fire was small and has been extinguished."

"Lord Murong said that the palace can only be repaired after spring."

"The second prince and third princess of Yue Kingdom were injured and are currently staying at the Imperial Hospital. Their new residence is being prepared."

That's about it.

Ah Hao briefly explained it once.

Murong Yue held her head and thought for a long time before finally figuring out who Ah Hao was talking about.

Those two idiots.

"Are you injured?"

"Yes, it's not heavy, don't worry."

"Go and see."

His Majesty is actually going to visit the Second Prince and Third Princess of Yue?

Has the sun set in the east?

But judging from His Majesty's expression, he didn't seem to be there to laugh at the joke.

Murong Yue heard that the two had been burned, and she knew how to treat such injuries.

"Your Majesty also knows medicine?"

Ah Hao looked surprised.

I've never heard of this before...

Murong Yue led her entourage directly to the Imperial Kitchen, a place she had passed by several times from afar, known for its delicious food.

All the delicious "brains" I like are made here.

She knows that.

She could also smell a scent in the air.

This smell is very similar to the one she had smelled at other bases before.

At that time, a human was infected and was on the verge of death.

An old man grabbed a bunch of strange things, put them together, added water, and boiled them into a pot of dark soup, which he then gave to the human to drink.

That human actually recovered and became lively and energetic again.

She remembered the old man saying with great pride, "Chinese medicine is omnipotent."

Yes, yes, that's called traditional Chinese medicine.

Although the smell was so unpleasant that she couldn't forget it, it really worked.

Even severe burns... should work.

She was very confident in her nose and was sure she could make that flavor.

"Oh, Your Majesty, may you be well!"

The imperial kitchen staff knelt on the ground in a dense mass.

Murong Yue slowed her pace, straightened her back, and nodded to Steward Zhu. "Stand up."

"pot."

ah?

Steward Zhu was taken aback.

Ah Hao immediately explained to His Majesty, "Chief Steward Zhu, His Majesty asked you to fetch a pot."

"Oh, oh, oh, we have pots, we have pots, but what kind does Your Majesty want?"

Chief Steward Zhu diligently brought out all the pots from the imperial kitchen.

The floor was covered with all sorts of things: common ones, imperial ones, iron ones, silver ones, ceramic ones, big ones, small ones, dark ones, and light ones.

Murong Yue raised her chin. "That."

"Yes," Steward Zhu brought over a small, dark iron pot.

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