This auspicious saying came true very quickly.

When another night passed and the morning came, Miss Jun, who was half-sitting on the bed and dozed off repeatedly out of exhaustion, was pushed on the shoulder.

She subconsciously grabbed the hand that touched her shoulder.

"Miss Jun."

A soft female voice rang in my ears at the same time.

elder sister.

Miss Jun stood up by holding Princess Jiuli's hand and the bracelet that was about to be opened disappeared.

Because I got up so suddenly, I felt a little dizzy for a moment.

Princess Jiuli held her hand again.

Miss Jun stood up straight and put her hand on her forehead.

"Princess, I'm sorry, I fell asleep." She said with some apology and uneasiness.

"You have been guarding for a day and a night." said Princess Jiuli.

Meaning don't blame her for falling asleep.

Like all princesses and noble ladies, she only spoke half of her sentences.

It is very ungraceful to express your forgiveness or resentment towards someone in person.

In the past, she always couldn't stand this and would find any opportunity to go against her sister.

Hearing these words again now, I feel they are so heartwarming.

Miss Jun smiled and turned to look at Prince Huai.

Princess Jiuli would not wake her up for no reason, nor would she blame her as a doctor for falling asleep. It must be Prince Huai's fault.

Prince Huai was still sleeping as usual, but he seemed to be sleeping more soundly than usual.

Miss Jun quickly reached out her hand and touched Prince Huai's forehead.

"I don't think it's that hot anymore." Princess Jiuli said.

It's more than just like that, it's obviously like that.

Miss Jun stretched out her hand to take the pulse, the smile on her face faded, and she couldn't help but lean over and put her face close to Prince Huai's.

Little guy, you finally made it through one level.

"Is the fever gone?"

Lu Yunqi's voice sounded from behind, and his voice was a little hoarse, probably because he had been staying up for too long.

Miss Jun stood up straight, and Princess Jiuli withdrew her gaze from her and looked at Prince Huai.

"Yes, the fever has gone down." Miss Jun said.

"Is that okay?" Lu Yunqi asked.

Miss Jun didn't say anything, but took the medicine box beside her and opened it.

Lu Yunqi looked at her medicine box. It was not the kind doctors usually use, but was filled with delicate grids. As Miss Jun pressed and touched it, the grid in one place opened, revealing a porcelain bottle.

This medicine box is so finely crafted and has a hidden mechanism that an outsider would not be able to open it for a while.

Miss Jun didn't mind Lu Yunqi checking her medicine box. She poured out a pill from the porcelain bottle, broke it open, and helped Prince Huai up. Princess Jiuli had already delivered the water and watched Miss Jun feed the pill into the bottle.

"I'm much better now. I can even swallow the pills by myself." She said this. Although she said this, she didn't look very excited. It seemed that she was used to being indifferent and didn't even get excited.

"Not well yet, but my life is safe now." Miss Jun said, "It will take some time for me to wake up."

Then he picked up the medicine box.

"I'll go get the prescription filled."

…

The news that Prince Huai's fever had subsided and his condition had improved soon spread.

The imperial doctors looked unhappy.

"Reducing fever doesn't necessarily mean the disease is cured," they said.

But three days later, they received the news that Prince Huai had woken up, leaving them completely speechless.

Is it really cured? It's only been seven or eight days.

"Your Highness?"

Miss Jun stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Prince Huai.

"Can you see clearly?"

Prince Huai turned his eyes away, not looking at her hand, but at her.

"Who are you?" he asked.

Because I had just woken up, my voice was weak and almost inaudible.

Miss Jun looked at him with both joy and sadness, and couldn't help wanting to reach out and touch his face.

"This is the doctor who cured you, Miss Jun." Jiuli said on the side, sitting down and stroking King Huai's forehead.

Miss Jun straightened her expression. Yes, she was a doctor, so she could only show a doctor's comforting expression, not the deep sisterly love of Princess Jiuli.

Prince Huai didn't look at her again, but turned his head to look at Jiuli.

"Sister," he cried, as if he was about to cry, "I dreamed of you and... you were with me."

He said that you and...you seemed to be having a quarrel as if they were just children, but Miss Jun's heart skipped a beat when she heard it.

Or maybe he wanted to talk about you and my second sister.

Jiuli didn't seem to notice and just stroked his face.

"Don't be afraid," she said, "my sister is here."

There was no cry of joy nor smile of regaining something. The two siblings snuggled together as if nothing had happened. Prince Huai was just a child who had woken up from a nightmare and was being comforted by his sister.

Upon learning that Prince Huai was awake, people from the palace came to visit him immediately. Miss Jun asked them to express the concerns of the Emperor, the Empress Dowager, and others to Prince Huai, and then she suggested that the nobles should not come to visit.

"Your Highness has just woken up, but he is not well yet. It would be bad if he infects the nobles," she said.

These words made the eunuchs hurriedly say goodbye and leave Prince Huai's palace.

Prince Huai's mental state was getting better and better, because it was easier to take medicine after he was awake.

When he entered the last month of pregnancy, Prince Huai was able to get out of bed and take a few steps. Princess Jiuli sat beside the bed, watching Prince Huai come back after taking a few steps, with a smile on her face.

"Sister, I'm hungry." Prince Huai said, holding Princess Jiuli's hand.

Princess Jiuli smiled and took his hand, slowly walking to the bed on the other side, where a kang table had been placed.

"Serve the meal," she instructed the palace maids and sat down.

Regardless of whether it was meal time or not, Princess Jiuli ate and lived with Prince Huai during these days.

Looking at the food that was served, Princess Jiuli picked up the bowl and chopsticks first, and Prince Huai also happily prepared to eat. Miss Jun, who came in with a bowl of medicine, saw this and hurriedly stopped them.

"Your Highness, let me first see if this food is okay," she said.

The palace maids on the side looked sideways.

Ever since Prince Huai was able to eat, Miss Jun would watch and taste every meal.

What does this mean? Are you afraid that someone will poison you?

"His Highness is taking medicine, so please don't be cautious." Miss Jun said.

"Miss Jun, can you tell us the taboos so that we can avoid them?" A palace maid couldn't help but say.

Miss Jun was concentrating on tasting the food served to her with chopsticks one by one. Hearing this, she glanced at the palace maid.

“Too many,” she said. “It changes every day. It’s hard to tell.”

She was the doctor and had the final say, so the palace maid had no choice but to keep silent.

"Okay, you can eat now." Miss Jun said with a smile after the examination, and put the medicine bowl on the table, "You can take the medicine after dinner."

Princess Jiuli smiled. She neither stopped nor praised Miss Yu Jun's behavior, as if it was natural or insignificant.

After eating and taking medicine, Prince Huai fell into a deep sleep, while Princess Jiuli sat beside the bed, sewing as usual.

She was still doing needlework every day, just like before, but after a year she hadn't produced anything.

Miss Jun stood aside and watched Princess Jiuli in a daze.

But what else can my sister do besides sewing?

"What's your name?" Princess Jiuli suddenly asked.

Miss Jun, who was in a trance, was stunned by the question and met Princess Jiuli's gaze.

Princess Jiuli simply glanced at her and continued to do her needlework with her head down, as if she was chatting casually.

They rarely chatted these days. Princess Jiuli was not a talkative person, especially not one who asked questions to others. She would rather not talk than speak. After all, she was here under the watchful eyes of the Emperor and Lu Yunqi, and she was facing her relatives whom she missed every day.

Hatred can be concealed, but warmth and longing are really hard to hide.

I didn't expect that Princess Jiuli would ask this question when we were just chatting.

Why did she ask her own name? Did she sense something, or want to confirm something?

What about her? Is she trying to hide something?

unnecessary.

After all, she used this name just for today, so that those who want to forget her and those who don’t want to forget her can remember this name once again.

Miss Jun looked at Princess Jiuli.

"My name is Jiuling," she said.

Princess Jiuli paused with the needle in her hand and looked up at Miss Jun.

"Jun Jiuling." Miss Jun continued.

Princess Jiuli looked at her and smiled, then lowered her head again and continued threading the needle.

"What a coincidence," she said, "I have a younger sister, also named Jiuling."

"Really? What a coincidence." Miss Jun said, lowering her eyes.

Princess Jiuli's voice paused.

"But," she said, and sighed, "she is not as well-behaved and obedient as you. She is a very troublesome child."

Nonsense, that's not the case. You're saying bad things about her again.

Miss Jun lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, but there was a hint of tears in her eyes.