o people from the General's Mansion.“What are you going to do” Qiao’er, seeing that the situation was wrong, immediately opened her arms and shielded Chu Qingge."Dare you! You lowly maidservant, how d...Chu Qingge didn't speak.

When she left the magistrate's mansion, she personally went to collect some medicinal herbs and was planning to make some pills for herself to keep on hand.

But unfortunately, the tools at hand are insufficient.

"Princess, are you feeling unwell Perhaps we should find a doctor"

Qiao'er saw her face getting paler and paler, she couldn't help but worry: "I'll be right there..."

"No, I'll take medicine myself."

Chu Qingge waved her hand: "Go away, let me be quiet for a while."

qiao'er pursed her lips, knowing she had been disliked again.

But the princess's face was truly unsightly.

"Go away, I need to rest."

After sending Qiao'er to the backup carriage at the rear, Chu Qingge leaned against the carriage wall and closed her eyes.

My body is getting worse and worse, but these days medicine has to be boiled.

On the march, who has time to stop and make medicine

There's no cure, it's really troublesome.

I wonder if Lan Yu has contacted Mu Bai and asked him to finish the things and have them delivered to the capital.

She urgently needed tools for alchemy...

At noon, Chu Qingge woke up from a hazy stupor.

When she woke up, she could still hear Qiao'er complaining to Lan Yu by the carriage: "I told Feng long ago that the princess was ill, but the prince hasn't come to see her yet!"

Lan Yu quickly reminded, "Keep your voice down, don't let the princess hear you, or else, the princess will be sad again."

Chu Qingge couldn't help but smile faintly.

What's there to be sad about She's just sad that she doesn't know when the tools for alchemy will be in her hands.

"Princess" Seeing Chu Qingge lift the car curtain, Qia'er immediately came forward: "Princess, would you like to get out and rest"

"Well," though the carriage had her designed springs that significantly improved shock absorption, sitting for a long time when one wasn't feeling well was still tiring.

Lan Yu didn't know what she was looking at, and bowed to her: "Princess, this subordinate will leave for a moment."

"Go." Chu Qingge waved her hand.

After Lan Yu left, she walked to the rest pavilion built by the guards with Qiao'er's support.

Qiao'er immediately prepared a table of delicious food for her.

But unfortunately, I have no appetite at all.

My body felt increasingly heavy.

"Princess, is something wrong Still no appetite" Qiao'er beside her looked worried.

Chu Qingge shook her head, just about to say something, but when she looked up, she caught sight of Feng Si's cold gaze from afar.

"See Princess." Since being seen, Fengsi made no attempt to hide.

He walked over slowly, bowing slightly: "Princess, we are in the midst of a campaign. This is the best our cook can offer, please don't be too critical!"

Chu Qingge really wanted to laugh.

Here we go again, nitpicking at her.

Why are these so-called hot-blooded men looking down on her

She said lightly, "If I don't want to eat, I don't want to eat. Do I need to explain it to you"

"...Feng Si was choked and couldn't say a word."

Qiao'er also glared at him, her face full of resentment: "My princess only..."

"Qiao'er, help me back to the carriage to rest." She truly couldn't eat, nor did she have the energy to argue.

She stood up and was about to leave, but Blue Feather rushed over from a distance: "Princess, look who I brought with me"

Chu Qingge looked up, and in an instant, her eyes widened with surprise: "Mu Bai!"

Feng Si's brows were furrowed in worry, although Lan Yu bringing a stranger back wasn't necessarily a major issue.

But, this Ninth Princess, just now she looked quite sickly, he thought she was truly ill and that's why she had no appetite.

Unexpectedly, he's faking it!

Just look at the way she's gazing at the handsome man now, she practically wants to gobble him up!

Is that the look of a patient

He's still incorrigible!

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First published on the Traditional Chinese Novel NetworkLiye narrowed his eyes, and as he lowered his head, a cold aura that sent shivers down one's spine swept over him."To intentionally hurt her is to provoke this Prince, right"" hastent": 1This novel is...