âTalking about morality with you?â Su Yingxue casually smeared another handful of mud on her face.
Little Ginseng got angry and was about to lift his short legs and push Su Yingxue into the mud pit.
Su Yingxue stopped him in time, âEnough! Letâs focus on making medicine, no more fooling around.â
She had recently received a letter from Rong Sheng, who taught her some Western medicine techniques and even sent her mechanical drawings, which she was now contemplating in Medicine King Valley.
Granules, capsules.
Although she could not perfectly replicate what Rong Sheng had illustrated, she was able to produce some medicines that were exceptionally effective.
Compared to traditional medicine, which required picking, boiling, and administering before one could experience relief, the efficacy of Western medicine was particularly good.
But the cost was too high, and the technology too immature.
Little Ginseng saw that she was continually progressing in her medical skills but seemed somewhat indifferent towards emotions, âYou just had a baby and you donât spend more time with him? And now that youâre the empress, there will be many women competing for your man, donât you feel a sense of crisis?â
Su Yingxue shook her head, âThose who can be stolen away are not worth keeping, no.â
âStrange, you used to care so much,â Little Ginseng said, holding his face, unable to understand.
âItâs not that I donât care now, itâs justâ¦â
Su Yingxue was focused on the task in her hands, unsure how to describe her feelings anymore.
âItâs just that I donât know how to face it, so Iâd rather not think about it at all.â
She smacked her lips, the little monster was a pampered prince in the palace, he didnât need his mother to worry too much about him.
As for Chu Yihan, he was the Emperor, above thousands, and no one could do anything to him.
He was bound to have a harem eventually, so why should she meddle too much?
There were unresolved issues between her and Chu Yihan, and since Chu Yihan refused to talk about them, she decided not to ask anymore.
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Otherwise, it would just show how inept she was as the empress.
Chu Yihan had been watching Su Yingxue for a long time, she might have fallen asleep with her back toward the inside, or perhaps, she had gone to Medicine King Valley to make medicine, for medicine always seemed more fascinating and absorbing to her.
As for himâ¦
It was as if there was a permanent knot in his heart.
He wouldnât speak, and she wouldnât ask anymore.
When Chu Heng had his first-month celebration, the palace held an exceptionally grand ceremony, and many foreign envoys came to congratulate him, even Chu Yifeng had rushed over.
He looked exactly like Chu Yihan, and when he appeared before the crowd, it shocked them.
âIs this⦠the Eighth Prince who disappeared years ago?â
âYour Highness is still alive?â
âYour Highness has not returned for many years, thisâ¦â
The civil and military officials were quite shocked, the news that Chu Yifeng was still alive was absolutely explosive for them.
But Chu Yifeng didnât care at all; he walked straight up to Chu Yihan, didnât salute or greet him, poked the soft cheeks of the little monster, and joked, âSo this is your Chu Heng, huh?â
âYes, hold him,â Chu Yihan said, holding out the child to Chu Yifeng.
Since the child had been born, Chu Yihan had never let anyone else hold him, treating him like a priceless treasure.
Had the person in front of him not been his own brother, he never would have handed over the child.
Chu Yifeng made a reluctant face as he took the child, âThis little guy is really heavy!â
He had never held a child before and wasnât skilled in it; while he complained with his mouth, his hands were extremely careful to protect the boy.