Back home, the father, son, and daughter sat around the table, looking with curiosity at the Flame Sun Grass and Snow Lotus Fruit in the brocade box on the table.
The Flame Sun Grass is entirely crimson, and under the candlelight, it appears as if flames are flowing across its body.
The Snow Skin Fruit is a white fruit about the size of a baby's fist. What's amazing about this fruit is that its surface is as white as solidified cream, and it feels exactly like a baby's skin.
"Wow, this is amazing." Yun Qingbi reached out to touch it.
"Slap!" Yunxiao slapped his hand away, saying, "Don't let your sister hurt you."
Yun Qingbi: I can't stay in this house for even a minute longer.
"By the way, Father and Brother, do you know where there are hot springs?" Yun Qingran asked Yun Xiao and Yun Qingbi.
Flame Sun Grass can quickly burn body fat and toxins, which will be expelled through the skin pores, so it is necessary to constantly rinse the skin with hot water.
In those days, without water heaters, hot water was hard to keep flowing, so soaking in a hot spring was the best option.
After thinking for a while, Yun Qingbi realized, "It seems that there is only one in Wanjiang Garden in the capital, and there are none elsewhere."
"Where is Wanjiang Garden?" Yun Qingran asked him.
“Wanjiang Garden is located on Qishan Mountain outside the city. It contains the remains of soldiers who died in battle throughout history,” Yunxiao said, his expression somber.
Generals die in a hundred battles, brave soldiers return after ten years. It is only because the soldiers on the frontier shed their blood and sacrificed their lives that we enjoy peace and prosperity today.
"Oh." Yun Qingran nodded, a feeling of admiration for the soldiers welling up in her heart.
"Father, it's getting late. Let me give you a massage and then apply some medicine," Yun Qingran said.
"Ranran, my cervical spine is completely healed. You don't need to massage or apply ointment anymore," Yunxiao said, flexibly twisting her neck.
Yun Qingran took his hand and checked his pulse. The pulse was steady and strong. "Hmm, Father, your cervical spondylosis is indeed better. However, cervical spondylosis is prone to relapse. In the future, when you are reading official documents late at night, you should wear a cloak and not let your shoulders and neck get cold."
"I understand, Father will be careful." Yunxiao nodded.
After sending Yunxiao and Yun Qingbi back to their rooms, Yun Qingran personally oversaw the brewing of the medicine. Tonight's medicine included Flame Sun Grass and Snow Lotus Fruit.
"Success." Three hours later, Yun Qingran looked at the brewed medicine. Up close, the soup was fiery red, like lava; from a distance, it was milky white, like milk. It was quite magical.
"Young Miss, drink it quickly!" Bicao was a little nervous. Would the young lady really lose weight after taking this medicine?
"Bicao, I can't drink it now. I need to find a place with a hot spring before I can drink it." Yun Qingran said to Bicao after packing up the medicine. "Bicao, I'm going to be away for two days. Tell Father and Big Brother not to worry about me."
Yunxiao used to fight on the battlefield, and Wanjiang Garden was a sacred place to him. He would definitely not allow her to go to Wanjiang Garden to take a bath.
"Where are you going, Miss?" Bicao asked, a little worried.
"It's a safe place. Okay, that's all for now. I'm leaving." Yun Qingran patted Bi Cao's head and then left through the back door.
Miss, you must come back looking beautiful, so that those who bullied you can see that you are not an ugly monster.
Over the years, the young lady has suffered too much contempt, bullying, and ridicule, and she feels sorry for her.
The next morning, Yunxiao and Yun Qingbi discovered that Yun Qingran was missing.
"Where's Ranran?" Yunxiao asked anxiously, her whole body trembling slightly.
It must be so dangerous for Ranran, a young girl, to be out there all alone.
"The young lady said that the Marquis and the Heir Apparent don't need to worry, she's safe, and she'll be back in two days." Bicao was a little afraid to look directly at Yunxiao and Yun Qingbi.
"Where did she go?" Yun Qingbi asked her.
"I don't know, Miss didn't say," said Bicao.
"What should we do? Your sister is missing!" Yunxiao cried anxiously, "Shufen, I'm so sorry, I didn't take good care of our daughter, sob sob..."
"Father, my sister isn't missing, she just went out," Yun Qingbi reassured her. "Ranran is very sensible and smart now, she'll be fine, Father, don't worry."
"Yes, Ranran is very smart now, she'll be fine." Yunxiao raised her sleeve to wipe away her tears.
“By the way, tomorrow is the second day of the Lunar New Year. As usual, the Emperor will take all the civil and military officials and their families to Qishan to pay respects. What will we do if Ranran isn’t here?” Yun Qingbi suddenly remembered and asked.
Yunxiao thought for a moment and said, "Just say your sister is sick. There are so many civil and military officials and their families, no one will pay attention to your sister."
“Okay.” Yun Qingbi nodded.
Northern Cold Prince's Mansion
Jun Molin was sitting at his ebony desk, reviewing official documents with a jade pen in hand. Suddenly, the window opened, and a dark shadow entered through it.
"Your subordinate greets Your Highness." The black shadow was a man dressed in black. He clasped his hands and knelt on one knee before Jun Molin.
"Speak," Jun Molin uttered succinctly.
“Nangong Xu has been seen in the capital these past few days,” the man in black said.
Jun Molin paused for a moment, then looked up at the man in black, signaling him to continue.
"A group of assassins from the capital encountered him. One of them was killed in a gruesome manner, very much like someone killed using that evil technique. I went to examine the dead assassin, and he was indeed killed by that evil technique," the man in black replied.
"Why did Nangong Xu kill that assassin?" Jun Molin continued to ask.
Nangong Xu is a man who rarely makes a move; when he does, it must be because he has encountered something very special.
"It was to save Yun Qingran, the eldest daughter of the Yun family," the man in black continued to answer.
Upon hearing the name Yun Qingran, Jun Molin's expression visibly froze, his pale purple pupils becoming deep and unfathomable.
The man in black looked at Jun Molin, a question flashing through his mind: Is there anything special about this young lady of the Yun family? Why did the prince's aura suddenly change?
"Tell me the details of what happened back then." Jun Molin leaned back in his chair, his gaze chillingly cold.
The man in black recounted the events described by the assassin. After listening, he clearly felt that the icy aura emanating from Jun Molin had lessened somewhat.
"You mean, Yun Qingran shamelessly begged Nangong Xu to save her back then? And the two of them didn't seem to know each other?" Jun Molin asked.
"Yes." The man in black nodded.
"Useless." Jun Molin cursed, exasperated.
"What did you say, Your Highness?" The man in black didn't hear him clearly.
"It's nothing, continue your investigation. You can go now." Jun Molin's expression returned to its aloof and ascetic state.
"Yes." The man in black, filled with questions, climbed out the window and left.
"Your Highness, the Emperor has sent someone to ask if you will attend the Qishan sacrificial ceremony tomorrow," Pei Chen asked as he entered.
"I'm not going." It's ridiculous that they don't treat their living lives well, and then put on this show after they're dead.
"Alright, I'll go and report back immediately." Pei Chen turned to leave.
"Stop." Jun Molin called out to him again.
"Does Your Highness have any further instructions?" Pei Chen quickly returned to his standing position.
"I'm leaving. Go now." Jun Molin said, then picked up his jade pen and continued reviewing official documents.
"Yes." Pei Chen scratched the back of his head. When did the prince become so hesitant?
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