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Upon seeing Jiang Peihuan, a hint of a smile appeared in Yao Ji’s eyes.

Even though Jiang Peihuan hadn’t known Yao Ji for long, her impression of her was excellent. This was mainly because Yao Ji’s demeanor was pure and genuine, even if she sometimes said things that left Jiang Peihuan unsure of how to respond.

As Jiang Peihuan approached Yao Ji and was about to bow, Yao Ji quickly grabbed her hand, “Come help me look at this.”

While speaking, Yao Ji pointed to the clothes on the bed, “Queen Cheng, tell me, how do women from the Qi Kingdom dress on their wedding night? Or tell me, how do the men in Qi Kingdom prefer their women to dress?”

Hearing Yao Ji’s words, Jiang Peihuan looked at the clothes on the bed, which were mainly from the Western Regions.

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Peihuan asked, “Do you intend to wear this for Young Master Rong to see?”

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Peihuan asked, “Does Your Majesty want to wear it for Young Master Rong to see?”

“Yes, Queen Cheng. Do you know what kind of attire Rong Mo prefers on women?”

“I’m really not sure.”

Jiang Peihuan hadn’t had much interaction with Rong Mo, so she genuinely didn’t know his preferences. But seeing Yao Ji’s disappointed look, she whispered, “Young Master Rong comes from a scholarly family. Women from Qi Kingdom dress modestly. Your Majesty might… perhaps try on this white dress.”

Saying this, Jiang Peihuan picked up a long white skirt from the bed.

Hearing her suggestion, Yao Ji immediately tried on the white dress.

“Queen Cheng, do 1 look good in this?”

Yao Ji looked radiant in the white dress, which cascaded in layers. The person Jiang Peihuan had seen wearing the most white was Lin Mengyao. At first, she thought Lin Mengyao looked pretty in white, but Yao Ji, draped in the same color, outshone her by miles.

Looking into Yao Ji’s eyes, Jiang Peihuan nodded seriously, “Your Majesty looks stunning.”

“Then I’ll wear it for Rong Mo tonight.”

Seeing the joy in Yao Ji’s eyes and thinking of Rong Mo’s attitude towards her, Jiang Peihuan wanted to say something. But recalling Yao Ji’s words and actions, she ultimately remained silent.

After a brief chat with Yao Ji, Jiang Peihuan left. She needed to prepare an antidote for Xiao Nanye, whose condition was deteriorating.

Just as Jiang Peihuan arrived at her residence, she saw Rong Mo waiting at the door, seemingly for her.

“Young Master Rong, were you waiting for me?”

“Yes.”

Upon hearing Jiang Peihuan’s words, Rong Mo nodded, meeting her gaze, and said directly, “Do you have a non-harmful sleeping drug?”

Jiang Peihuan’s eyes flashed momentarily. She asked assertively, “You want to use it on the Queen?”

Rong Mo nodded, confirming her suspicion. “If you do this, she will be heartbroken.”

“I promised her a child to save King Cheng. But I can’t give her one. It’s not good for her.”

Jiang Peihuan didn’t know the full story between Rong Mo and Yao Ji, so she refrained from judging. However, while handing over the sleeping drug, she informed him of Yao Ji’s earlier request for help in choosing clothes.

Rong Mo’s eyes showed mixed emotions upon hearing this, but he remained silent.

After Rong Mo left, Jiang Peihuan entered her room.

“My Queen, the medicines you requested are all prepared.”

The table was filled with various herbs. Jiang Peihuan approached the bed and took Xiao Nanye’s pulse. The poison was nearing his heart. She released his hand, checked the herbs, and then instructed Ye Xiao, “Prepare a bath and boil some water.”

“Yes.”

A moment later, a bucket filled with a dark medicinal bath appeared in the room.

The entire room was filled with a pungent odor, and steam rose from the bath. Jiang Peihuan removed all the clothes from Xiao Nanye and then helped him into the bath.

As soon as Xiao Nanye sat down, Jiang Peihuan saw his lips turn blue-purple.

The heat accelerated the spread of the poison within Xiao Nanye, but because Jiang Peihuan sealed his meridians, the toxins surged uncontrollably within him.

“My Queen, Prince Huainan has arrived.”

“Let him in.”

Zhao Yong entered the room and immediately saw Xiao Nanye in the bath.

After bowing slightly to Jiang Peihuan, he whispered, “Queen Cheng, is there anything I can assist with?”

“I do have a request for Prince Huainan.”

Meeting Zhao Yong’s gaze, Jiang Peihuan spoke directly, “For the next hour, I need to administer acupuncture to the King Cheng. Please guard the door for me and do not let anyone enter, no matter who it is.”

“Understood.”

After hearing Jiang Peihuan’s request, Zhao Yong nodded seriously.

He then moved to stand guard outside the door.

Jiang Peihuan continued to watch Xiao Nanye intently. When she saw his complexion turning bluish-purple, she told Ye Xiao, “Prepare the golden needles.”

At her command, Ye Xiao spread out a cloth, revealing a row of golden needles. Jiang Peihuan quickly picked them up and swiftly began inserting them into Xiao Nanye’s back.

Before long, Xiao Nanye’s back was filled with these golden needles.

After an hour, the areas around the inserted needles began oozing dark blood.

“Bring me the Soul Returning Grass.”

Taking the Soul Returning Grass from Ye Xiao’s hand, Jiang Peihuan squeezed out its juice and fed it to Xiao Nanye.

After he swallowed it, his complexion improved slightly.

However, this was the most critical moment. Jiang Peihuan had to watch over Xiao Nanye to prevent the poison from spreading further. If it did, all their efforts would be in vain.

Xiao Nanye was covered in sweat, his eyes tightly shut.

As Jiang Peihuan kept her focus on Xiao Nanye, sounds of fighting reached her ears.

Hearing this, her brow furrowed.

Ye Xiao glanced at Jiang Peihuan and Xiao Nanye, quickly saying, “My Queen, I’ll check it out.”

Without waiting for a response, Ye Xiao rushed out.

The sounds of battle intensified. Looking at the needles on Xiao Nanye’s back, a sense of urgency filled Jiang Peihuan’s eyes.

“My Queen?”

The door was thrown open, and Ye Xiao returned, a worried expression on his face. “My Queen, there are troops attacking the palace.”

“Attacking the palace? Who is it?”

Hearing Ye Xiao’s words, Jiang Peihuan was filled with concern.

“Young Master Rong said it’s the Northern Border Army.”

“Why would the Northern Border Army suddenly attack the Western Region Palace?”

Hearing this, Ye Xiao shook his head.

At that moment, there was an urgent knock on the door..