The envoy from Yuchi Kingdom arrived at 3 p.m. Before that, Xiahou Chongyuan had already led the remaining two princes to wait in the posthouse.

When the post officer outside the gate saw the envoy's carriage, he came in to report, and then everyone went out to greet him.

Song Qingxue took a rough look at today's welcoming lineup and found that only the little emperor and the empress dowager were not present from the entire royal family.

Not to mention, it’s quite exquisite!

The fact that the Regent came in person to greet them made the entire Yuchi Kingdom look very honored, and the fact that the Emperor and the Queen Mother did not come gained momentum for Dongyue.

It’s high, really high!

but……

This Concubine Zheng is really too dedicated. She can hardly see the road, but she still wants to follow.

To be honest, when she heard Xiahou Chongyuan say yesterday that her eye disease had recurred, she didn't take it seriously. Otherwise, why had she never heard of her eye disease recurring in the half month she had lived in the palace?

But when I saw her today, I realized that Concubine Zheng was almost blind!

Although etiquette is necessary, the concubine is in such a state now. She can use the excuse of feeling unwell to stay in the palace and rest.

Song Qingxue stared at Concubine Zheng for a long time, but couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

She was daydreaming when suddenly someone pinched her fingers and pulled them.

She looked down and found Xiahou Chongyuan looking at her.

“They’re here.”

"oh."

In fact, whether the people from Yuchi Kingdom arrived or not really had nothing to do with her. She came here to greet them today just to find an opportunity to get close to the Queen Mother and treat her eyes.

But she was always held steady by Zhao Wanqiu, and she didn't know whether she could find an opportunity today.

The approaching team from Yuchi Kingdom did not give her much time to think, and soon they came close.

The prince of Yuchi country was riding a horse and walking in the front. He was wearing clothes that were very characteristic of Yuchi country. He had a few small braids on his head and tied his long hair into a high ponytail. He looked heroic and very eye-catching.

After seeing these people from the Yuchi Kingdom, Song Qingxue finally understood why people in the original text liked to call them "Yuchi barbarians".

These people are indeed tall and strong, and their appearance is a little too rough compared to the Dongyue people.

However, their deep features and distinct outlines add a touch of handsomeness to their rugged appearance.

To put it bluntly, they are just wildly handsome!

Xiahou Chongyuan was listening to her thoughts from the side, and suddenly he started to feel sarcastic.

Yesterday you said that I was a beauty, but today you are praising other men for their good looks.

Haha, woman.

Really fickle.

Looking up at Song Qingxue, he pulled her hand again and asked her to lean closer to his ear.

"Do you like this wild type?"

"Ah?" Song Qingxue was confused.

What's wild?

She looked at Xiahou Chongyuan, then glanced at the prince of Yuchi State, and suddenly understood what he meant.

"Yes, yes, I like wild ones." Speechless.

She likes wild things, but she doesn’t like someone as wild as the Prince of Yuchi.

She was scared just by looking at the face of such a person, so how could she possibly have any desire for such a person?

But since Xiahou Chongyuan asked this, she must answer this way.

Haha, man.

You are not wild enough, so don’t come near me.

Xiahou Chongyuan couldn't help but chuckle.

The little girl actually has two faces.

When Song Qingxue saw him suddenly laugh, she was immediately confused.

Just as I opened my mouth to ask him what he was laughing at, I saw him bowing towards the front.

"Prince Yuchi."

The prince of Yuchi Kingdom quickly returned the greeting, "Regent."

Xiahou Chongyuan nodded, "Please come in."

"Thank you for coming to greet us."

The prince of Yuchi Kingdom said something polite and walked into the post station.

After leading him and the two envoys into the front hall, Xiahou Chongyuan quickly asked the servants to serve tea.

"Prince and the envoy have been exhausted from the journey, so please rest at the post station for a few days. When the other envoys arrive, I will send someone to take you to the palace."

"Well, thank you for the hospitality, Lord Regent."

For most of the next hour, several royal families from Dongyue and the people of Yuchi were engaged in various polite exchanges.

Song Qingxue sat on the side and felt drowsy while listening.

“Pah—”

The sound of a cup falling to the ground instantly woke her up from her sleepiness.

When I looked up, I found that the toffee was sitting stiffly in the chair, one hand still on the table covered with tea.

"Mother."

Zhao Wanqiu was closest to her and naturally reacted the fastest. As soon as the cup fell, she stood up, walked to her side and called out to her worriedly.

Upon seeing this, Xiahou Chongyuan quickly apologized to the prince of Yuchi State, and then asked, "What happened to the concubine?"

"My mother didn't see the teacup clearly just now and accidentally knocked it over, burning her hand."

As Zhao Wanqiu spoke, she picked up the concubine's hand, which was slightly red from the burns, and wiped it with a handkerchief.

"Don't move!" Song Qingxue suddenly shouted.

Zhao Wanqiu was so frightened that she paused.

He looked up at her with a somewhat aggrieved expression.

"What's wrong? Miss Song."

"You can't rub the burned area like this."

As she spoke, Song Qingxue stood up and walked to the concubine's side to take a look, then said to the maid next to her: "Go get a basin of cold water."

After hearing this, the maid quickly went to fetch some water.

Song Qingxue put the basin of water on the table and grabbed the toffee's hand and pressed it into the cold water.

After calming herself down with water for a while, she asked, "Madam Concubine, do you still feel pain?"

Toffee shook her head.

Then she took out the toffee's hand, gently wet it with water with a handkerchief, and then took out a white porcelain jar from her bag.

The jar contained a green paste, and when she opened the lid, she could smell a fragrance.

Toffee can't see very well, but his sense of smell is very keen.

"What is this?" asked the concubine.

"Herb ointment."

Song Qingxue didn't explain what the effect was. She scooped a little and gently rubbed it on Taiji's hands.

After applying it, she stuffed the herbal ointment into Toffee's hand.

"Mrs. Dowager, take this ointment. Just apply it when it hurts. It will heal in a few days."

The concubine held the porcelain jar, a little hesitant.

She raised her head and moved closer, trying to see her appearance clearly, but no matter how close she got, she could only barely see a vague outline.

She gave up and decided to ask directly: "Are you Song Qingxue?"

The voice sounded very similar, and Zhao Wanqiu also told her that Song Qingxue also came to the post station today.

Although she had guessed this, she still couldn't believe it.

She and the empress dowager have never gotten along well, and Song Qingxue is the empress dowager's niece. No matter how you think about it, she must wish that she had a bad life. Why would she apply medicine to her for labor pains?

"Yes." Song Qingxue's answer immediately denied her doubts.

"How did you..."

"My Lady Dowager, I just told the Princess that you can't see clearly. What's going on?"

Song Qingxue naturally couldn't let her ask that question, after all, there were foreigners here. Although there was discord within the Dongyue royal family, they definitely couldn't let those foreigners know about it.

Otherwise, in the end, there might be more than just internal discord.

"It's just a relapse of an old illness."

After saying that, the concubine sighed and said in a sad tone: "It was finally cured, but now it relapses. I'm afraid it can never be cured again."

"How can it be incurable? Did the imperial physician say so?"

Hearing this, the concubine sighed heavily again.

"The doctor didn't say it clearly."

Having said that, Song Qingxue roughly understood what she meant.

Although the imperial physician did not say it explicitly, he must have hinted at it many times.

She could see that the concubine did not want to spend the rest of her life in blindness.

She is only in her forties now, and apart from her eye problems, she is in good health. If nothing unexpected happens, she can live at least another 20 years.

The thought of having to be blind for the next twenty years is something no one would want to do.

Thinking of this, Song Qingxue asked tentatively: "Would the Queen Mother be willing to let your servant have a try?"