"No, no, Your Highness, you don't need to worry about us. The brothers are just not used to it yet. They'll get used to it soon."
What hardships haven't we endured during our military campaigns?
The years of hiding and fleeing have only fueled despair.
This is such a small matter, how could it possibly stump them?
Wang Zhang felt very guilty. They were grown men who had caused the Princess Consort to worry about them. He quickly said, "We will remember everything the Princess Consort has done for us for the rest of our lives. If it weren't for her, we don't know when we would have been able to get through this."
Su Wanyan shook her head upon hearing this: "It's too early to be happy now, it's only just begun."
"Yes." Wang Zhang understood perfectly well.
"Since there's nothing I can help with, I'll head back now."
Actually, she also wanted to ask about Yu Nanqing and why they were being hunted down by Emperor Yuanhe.
Logically speaking, Yu Nanqing led them to fight in various battles and made many meritorious contributions. Emperor Yuanhe should have rewarded them. Why would he keep chasing them?
In addition, she also wanted to gossip about how Wang Zhang's arm was broken.
Everyone has a sense of curiosity, right? Su Wanyan guessed that he was killed during a battle, but guessing is one thing, and hearing it from the person involved is another.
You might even hear an inspiring story.
But thinking about it, it's too late now, and they haven't rested much, so the timing isn't right. She'll definitely ask when she gets the chance later. She also wants to ask Wei Xiang how he got the scar on his neck.
It's a miracle that he survived being stabbed in that spot.
Wang Zhang had no idea about Su Wanyan's little schemes, and respectfully lowered his eyes, saying, "Respectfully seeing off Your Highness."
It was late at night, and everything was pitch black. With nothing to do, Su Wanyan took a lantern and returned to the main courtyard.
When Cheng Jie saw her return, he tactfully bowed and withdrew.
Su Wanyan checked on Yu Nanqing and found nothing wrong, so she lay down on the chaise lounge with a bored expression, staring blankly at the ceiling.
This moment was exceptionally peaceful.
Because she was studying medicine, in modern times she had to study until the wee hours every night, busy filling her brain with knowledge, and she hardly had a moment to relax.
Her ambition was to become a doctor, so she had been pursuing that goal since she was a child.
Unexpectedly, fate gave her a second chance at life. Unable to become a doctor in modern times, she found a chance to showcase her talents here.
Since transmigrating, she has been busy every day, busy treating Yu Nanqing's illness, making medicine, going out of the mansion to buy things she needs, dealing with imperial power, and guarding against villains.
Lying here like this, it feels like my soul has been emptied out; it's so peaceful and serene, and my body feels so light and comfortable.
"..." Su Wanyan frowned and raised her head.
Seeing that he was indeed lying on the chaise longue, he finally felt at ease and leaned his head back down. Just now, he felt as if he was about to ascend to heaven.
Scary.
Su Wanyan thought she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight, but unexpectedly, she drifted off to sleep without even realizing it.
The next day, early in the morning.
Before Su Wanyan had even woken up from her sleep, tents for bestowing favors had already been set up at the various gates of Prince Gong's Mansion.
Yesterday, the people heard that Prince Gong's Mansion would be showing kindness and generosity today, and the news spread like wildfire, with everyone coming to find out what was going on.
Seeing that they were setting up the tents, and that the food had not yet been moved out of the palace, the people of the city had already lined up in long queues in front of the gate.
The food that Su Wanyan had them distribute was quite substantial: a bowl of rice porridge and two meat buns.
Rice porridge can be refilled after it's finished, but meat buns are not something ordinary people can eat on a regular basis; they usually eat plain steamed buns.
So when the people took a bite and got a mouthful of meat, they cheered with excitement.
After finishing the rice porridge and meat buns, you can also get a spoonful of rice. The spoon is a large spoon for rinsing rice, which, in their words, is one-tenth of a spoonful.
The news spread that people from all over the capital were rushing to the Prince's mansion, fearing that if they arrived late, there would be none left.
As instructed by Su Wanyan, Wang Zhang led his men to the warehouse and took all the imperial silver to the silver bureau for registration, explaining that the money was urgently needed because of Shi Renbu's kindness.
Everyone in the capital knew that Su Wanyan had been making headlines these past two days. The Silver Bureau, knowing she was from Prince Gong's mansion, dared not neglect her and quickly wrote a memorial to submit to the palace.
Emperor Yuanhe acted decisively this time, sending an imperial edict in less than half an hour to award Prince Gong's mansion an additional 1,000 taels of silver on top of the original amount, to be used by Prince Gong to bestow favors upon the people.
This time, it truly shows the Emperor's boundless grace.
Since Emperor Yuanhe had issued an imperial edict, there was no need to worry about security. The city's patrols were on duty around the Prince's residence in less than a quarter of an hour, and a special patrol team was also dispatched to patrol the area.
With the silver and the patrols secured, Wang Zhang devoted most of his energy to distributing the grain he would bestow as a favor the next day.
And all of this proceeded smoothly and methodically while Su Wanyan was still asleep, until…
"Your Majesty?" A soft voice called out from outside the door.
Su Wanyan's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she squinted and opened her eyes a crack.
"Your Majesty?" someone called again from outside the door.
Looking out the window at the already bright sky, Su Wanyan immediately did a somersault!
"Yu Nanqing!" Oh no, he's sleeping too soundly!
Yu Nanqing, please don't die!
She rushed to the bedside to check Yu Nanqing's breathing. Seeing that he was still breathing through his nose, she breathed a sigh of relief and took his pulse.
The situation is gradually stabilizing, so it seems that the most dangerous period has passed.
I was terrified.
She's done enough keeping watch all night.
Su Wanyan felt a pang of self-reproach as she lay on the edge of the bed, burying her head in the mattress. Her eyelids seemed to be drooping, and even though she had slept all day yesterday, she still felt sleepy.
Perhaps because she had just woken up, Su Wanyan felt a little listless.
The next second, I looked up abruptly. Had someone just called me?
Oh, right! Today is the day to bestow blessings!
"Coming! Is someone outside?" Su Wanyan hurriedly ran to open the door.
Xiao Bu, who was about to leave when she heard a noise from inside, couldn't resist pressing her ear against the door out of curiosity.
Just then, Su Wanyan suddenly opened the door, and Xiaobu immediately straightened up in fright: "Your Majesty!"
"What are you doing?"
Xiao Bu quickly shook her head: "Nothing! It's just... just..." She just listened.
With her baby face, Xiao Bu was someone Su Wanyan couldn't believe was already thirty-three, and her behavior was... also very childish.
"Didn't you want to talk to me about something?" Su Wanyan asked, "Where is Shi En? Has he started yet? Is there enough food? Have the people started protesting?"
This act of bestowing favors is not merely a simple act of kindness; it is a shield to protect Yu Nanqing and the Prince Gong's Mansion.
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