Yueya Pavilion.

Qian Ruoyu was thrown into the courtyard of Yueya Pavilion by several guards.

She fell heavily to the ground, her back covered in blood and flesh.

Yan'er's eyes were filled with tears. She hurriedly helped her up, and carried Qian Ruoyu's body on her frail body.

"My queen, how could the prince be so cruel..." Yan'er choked.

"You used to think about the prince in everything. You would be worried whenever the prince made a move. If the prince went east, you would never go west. But now you don't expect..."

As Yan'er spoke, tears began to flow out uncontrollably.

She couldn't bear to see her master suffer so much.

No one loves the master in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and now that he has come to the Night King's Mansion, he will also suffer.

The master has a really hard life!

Qian Ruoyu forced a smile, her face pale, and comforted her: "It's okay, Yan'er, help me to the bed."

Yan'er helped her back to the bed, but Qian Ruoyu's back was injured, so she couldn't lie down and could only lie prone.

She will not easily forget this account!

"Your Majesty, please wait. I will go and get a doctor for you..." Yan'er wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Forget it, Yan'er, get me a basin of warm water." Qian Ruoyu ordered.

It will be too late to wait for the doctor to come. It will delay her time to enter the palace. I am afraid that no matter how many heads she has, it will not be enough.

I can only heal myself.

Besides, that man might torture her like crazy.

"My Lady..." Yan'er's face was full of surprise, but then she said obediently: "Okay, I'll go right away."

As soon as Yan'er left, Qian Ruoyu moved his spirit and entered the laboratory space.

Looking at the wide variety of medicines on the shelf, she took out some anti-inflammatory drugs, antibiotics, and some hemostatic drugs from the shelf.

Then he went to another shelf and took down the bandages, gauze and disposable sterilized scissors.

She knew very well that she lived in a palace full of troubles, and if she took a wrong step, she would fall into the abyss.

She took some extra medicines she needed on a daily basis in case of emergency.

After taking out the medicine, he quickly swallowed a few anti-inflammatory pills.

This anti-inflammatory drug is her improved product. It does not require water to be taken. Just swallow it and it will take effect after a few seconds.

Soon, Yan'er came back with warm water. When she came back, she saw many strange bottles beside Qian Ruoyu.

"My queen, what are these bottles and jars? Why have I never seen them before?" Yan'er asked curiously.

"This is what my mother taught me to make. Yan'er, just listen to me and handle it according to my method." Qian Ruoyu could only use her mother as an excuse to get away with it.

I can't tell Yan'er that these are the drugs in her laboratory.

As an ancient person, she would probably be shocked to hear such incredible things.

The most urgent task is to treat her injuries and prevent them from getting infected.

"Okay, your majesty, please tell me." Yan'er didn't ask any more questions.

She knew that the Empress at this moment was very different from the Empress before.

Today's queen is a heroine, and I believe in her unconditionally.

Yan'er followed Qian Ruoyu's instructions and used a pair of disposable sterilized scissors to cut open the clothes on her back.

This shocking wound made Yan'er gasp.

She cleaned the wound again, sprinkled hemostatic medicine on it, and after a quarter of an hour, sprinkled anti-inflammatory medicine on it.

Afterwards, Qian Ruoyu was bandaged with gauze and bandages.

Fortunately, she only suffered superficial injuries, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with.

Qian Ruoyu asked Yan'er to pour a glass of water and took a few amoxicillin pills to prevent the wound from being infected by bacteria and causing suppuration.

Suddenly, an impatient voice came from outside the yard.

"Princess Princess, please hurry up. If you make the emperor wait too long, you might even lose your head." This was the voice of Nanny Yan.

Qian Ruoyu smiled coldly when he heard the voice.

Now, does this servant dare to bully his master at will?

You dare to poop and pee on your master's head?!

Qian Ruoyu asked Yan'er to change her into a white dress, and with Yan'er's support, she walked out of the house.

She was wearing a white dress made of cloud silk, with no other decoration on it. She simply tied her hair up with a jade hairpin, and her clothes fluttered in the wind, making her look like a fairy descending from heaven.

She walked down the stairs step by step, each step gracefully. Although her face was pale, she still had the elegance and generosity of a lady from a noble family.

Nanny Yan wanted to continue urging her, but when she looked up, she saw the elegant princess.

She was stunned for a moment. How could the princess recover so quickly?

He looked sick just now, how come now...

But she couldn't do that.

The prince hates this woman, so what even if she is his principal wife?

It can just be regarded as an extra dog in the Night King’s Palace.

Then, she urged impatiently, "You are finally well, hurry up, don't keep the prince waiting anxiously."

Qian Ruoyu turned her eyes coldly, raised her hand, and with a "slap" sound, she was given a slap.

This kind of dog slave deserves a beating.

If they are not taught a lesson, they won’t know who is the master.

Nanny Yan covered her face in horror and said sternly, "Who are you? How dare you hit me? Do you know that I am the concubine's person?"

"I'm going to beat you!" Qian Ruoyu said coldly, "A servant who doesn't know how to respect his master should be beaten, no matter who you belong to!"

"You, you are just a dog in the Night King's Mansion. Why do you hit me?" Nanny Yan continued.

"Why? Because I'm the mistress of the palace." Qian Ruoyu glanced at Nanny Yan.

What about Lai Chi-yi's people?

Didn’t I beat you?

She dares to shit on her master's head. If she is not taught a lesson, she will really think that anyone can do anything to her.

If the servants did not respect her, then she would have no dignity as the mistress of the Night Palace.

"You...you..." Nanny Yan was so angry that her old face turned red, and she pointed at her with trembling fingers.

Then, there was another "slap" sound, Qian Ruoyu raised her hand and gave her another slap.

"What do you mean by 'you'? As a servant, how can you point at your master? Besides, if the prince knew that Nanny Yan does not know how to respect her master, I'm afraid a beating of the red sword won't be enough to solve the problem." Qian Ruoyu said coldly.

Nanny Yan covered her old face with her hands, feeling panic-stricken.

She was ordered to come and ask Qian Ruoyu to come to the palace to meet the emperor. If this matter were to be brought to the attention of the prince, she would not know where to put her face.

Nanny Yan covered her burning face and could only lower her head slightly, "Princess, the prince asks you to get in the carriage."

Qian Ruoyu then took a step forward with satisfaction and walked towards the gate.

…

In the carriage, Chu Mobai was riding on a horse, wearing a white robe. He had a tall figure, long legs, and long hair that fluttered in the wind. He had a handsome face, and seemed like a person in a painting.