Wen Jing wanted to laugh, but the little girl was crying so hard that he could only coax her patiently, "Don't worry, Sixth Sister. Even if your brother-in-law Han's face is broken, Cousin Yanran won't mind!"

Yueyue stopped crying when she heard Jing say that, and asked uncertainly, "Really?"

Wen Jing nodded, and then directly passed the difficult question to Han Xu, "If you don't believe me, ask your brother-in-law Han!"

Han Xu's face still hurt. He was caught off guard and forced to answer the question. Han Xu was a little confused, but seeing Yueyue looking at him seriously, he could only bite the bullet and answer, "Yes, your cousin Yanran is not a superficial person. She is attracted to me as a person."

The others nodded as well, and Shu Yan followed suit, “Yes, Lord Han is a man of great talent and noble character, and Miss Song would never just look at his appearance.”

"You are lying. Senior sister likes brother-in-law's face. Cousin Yanran also likes brother-in-law Han's face the most. And the eldest sister-in-law and the princess sister, including Yueyue, also look at the face." The little girl refuted Shu Yan.

Shu Yan, who was always eloquent, didn't know what to say at this moment. He first looked at Wen Jing, then at Han Xu, and finally at Mousse.

My original filter for them was completely shattered. It turns out that these people rely on their good looks to win the love of women. It turns out that I am still more charming. My wife really likes me.

Wen Jing was not embarrassed at all, and continued to coax the little girl, saying, "It's okay, take out those treasures of Third Uncle and apply them to your brother-in-law Han, it will be healed soon, and cousin Yanran won't dislike it."

When Wen Jing reminded her, Yueyue remembered that there was a treasure in her bag. She didn't care about being happy anymore and quickly opened her bag to look for something. The others stretched their necks to see what the good thing Wen Jing was talking about was.

Yueyue took out a bottle and handed it to Han Xu. "Brother-in-law Han, this is Yulu Pills. Keep it for yourself. It's good for your recovery. There are only three pills left. I'll ask Third Uncle for more when I get back."

The others gasped when they heard this. It was hard to get a Jade Dew Pill even at five thousand taels of gold, but the little girl just took out three and gave them to Han Xu. They also wanted to be beaten.

It doesn't matter if they throw a few more punches, as long as they can get the Yu Lu Pill. Everyone looked at Yue Yue and Han Xu enviously, trying to see if they could buy one later.

Yueyue flipped through the pages and found a bottle of scar removal ointment and handed it to Han Xu, "This is for you too. Apply it on and your face will be better tomorrow. It's also good for scar removal. Yueyue has tried it and it's super useful."

Han Xu felt a little embarrassed. He thought that there was no need to waste such good medicine on the black bruises on his face. He tried to persuade Yueyue, "Sixth cousin, I will be well tomorrow. Let's not waste this scar removal medicine."

"Take it. Yueyue will let Third Uncle do it again and her face will be ugly. Cousin Yanran will be unhappy!" Yueyue did not give Han Xu a chance to refuse and directly stuffed the medicine into his hand.

Han Xu had no choice but to continue, saying lovingly to the little girl, "Thank you, sixth cousin."

"You're welcome. After you get off duty, go to the general's mansion with daddy and let my senior sister help you take a look." The little girl was still a little worried and didn't feel relieved until her senior sister took a look.

Han Xu wanted to say no, but seeing Yueyue's determined face, he was afraid that the girl would cry again if he didn't agree, so he could only nod helplessly.

Seeing Han Xu nod, the little girl became happy and whispered to Han Xu, "I'll pick up cousin Yanran in a while."

"Your cousin Yanran likes to ride in a carriage!" Han Xu was afraid that the little girl would fly directly to the Song Mansion, so he quickly told Yueyue.

"Yueyue got it!" Yueyue nodded obediently, making everyone fall in love with her. Yueyue now is well-behaved and cute, not as fierce as she was when she was fighting with King Cheng and General Chen just now.

"Yueyue, my body hurts so much!" Shu Yan looked at his little niece pitifully, just seeking a word of comfort.

"But Yueyue's medicine is gone. You should go to the General's Mansion with Daddy next shift and let Senior Sister help you."

Although he was misunderstood as wanting medicine, Shu Yan was not angry because his niece invited him to the general's mansion.

"Yueyue, my arm hurts so much, as if it was broken by King Cheng." Yan Sheng pretended to be very weak and looked at his niece expectantly.

"You are too weak, you need to practice hard. Yueyue doesn't know how to treat illnesses, so you should go to the general's mansion with me!"

Although Yueyue felt that Yan Sheng was weak, she thought that he was fighting because of her, so she asked her senior sister to help him.

The battle in front of the palace ended here. King Cheng and General Chen suffered heavy losses. Han Xu became the object of everyone's envy. Yan Sheng and Shu Yan successfully curry favor with their niece and nephew.

The emperor didn't want to deal with these trivial matters anymore and didn't care about anything that happened outside the palace. However, seeing the miserable condition of King Cheng and General Chen, the emperor asked Xiao Linzi to quickly send them back to the palace to avoid being upset.

Censor Huang is now somewhat glad that he does not know martial arts, otherwise he would be one of the people lying there today. The few people who came to complain with their sons in a threatening manner were not only fined their salaries and compensated money, but also had to go back lying down in the end.

Prince Ding and Prince Ding's son were always keeping an eye on the situation of the few people, so as soon as they were carried back to the palace, Prince Ding's palace received the news. Prince Ding and Prince Ding's son were extremely grateful that they did not go to the palace.

Although Prince Ding was beaten, it was entirely because of the Crown Princess's brother. If he went to the palace today, it might not be as simple as a beating.

The matter in the palace was over, Yueyue returned home happily, her uncle's revenge was achieved, and the compensation for her senior sister's medicinal materials was also settled. The most important thing was that she had a great time fighting today.

The only imperfection was that Han Xu was punched, and Yueyue went directly to the Song Mansion to pick up Song Yanran after leaving the palace.

When Song Yanran heard that Han Xu was beaten, she was shocked. Her fiancé was gentle and polite, and he didn't look like the kind of person who would fight with others.

After listening to Yueyue's explanation, Song Yanran realized that Han Xu was injured because of Yueyue, and comforted him, "Your brother-in-law is a man, and it is his duty to protect our Yueyue."

"Will my cousin dislike my brother-in-law? His face was hit and it doesn't look good." The girl asked cautiously, fearing that she would affect Song Yanran's love for Han Xu.

"Of course not. I like your brother-in-law because of his looks, his talent, his personality, his kindness, and his character. I like him no matter what he becomes."

For Song Yanran, Han Xu did not fall in love at first sight. Instead, he gradually appreciated her as they got to know each other, and felt deeply moved after they got engaged.

"That's good, that's good! Yueyue was scared to death. She was so afraid that her cousin wouldn't like her brother-in-law with a bruised face." Yueyue finally felt relieved.

I thought that my brother-in-law (Wen Jing) really didn't lie to me, and it turned out that cousin Yanran really didn't dislike brother-in-law Han.

On the way to the general's mansion, Yueyue told Song Yanran again what happened in the palace. Song Yanran was still a little frightened after listening to it, but fortunately Yueyue was not injured in the end.