General, your wife has gone to deliver another calf for your horse.

Jiang Nuanzhi's gaze swept back and forth between the two, and she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow: "Eldest son?"

Ping'er panicked a little: "No, Mother, absolutely not! She's talking nonsense!"

The young princess seemed oblivious to everything, her eyes sparkling with delight: "You're here. Is the general here too? I fell into a trap. Who rescued me?"

She rushed over to grab Ping'er, but her fingers pulled back just before touching him, and she asked expectantly, "Was it your father who saved me?"

She turned to the female guard beside her and said, "Yuchuan, did you hear that? It was the general who saved me. Where is the general? He was so cold to me before. Men, I knew he couldn't bear to see me suffer!"

“My father isn’t home. And don’t even dream about it, the people who saved you were my mother and my master! Not my father!” Ping’er said through gritted teeth.

"Li Junping, don't talk nonsense! You don't have a mother! Your stepmother can only be me! It has to be me!" The little princess raised her head arrogantly, then suddenly smiled slyly, squinting at Li Junping and saying, "You're lying to me again, aren't you? Before I fainted yesterday, I clearly saw a tall man's figure save me. Also, when I was half-asleep, I felt a particularly strong, warm, and reassuring embrace, and smelled a special scent. It was different from everyone else's!"

As she spoke, she became increasingly certain: "It must be the General. I can't touch anyone else's body, or I'll get a rash. Only when I touch the General am I fine. Look, my arms and legs are perfectly fine. I haven't gotten any red rashes. So, it must be the General! I had my fortune told, and it turns out that I and a man like him are a match made in heaven."

"Xiao Nianjun, don't talk nonsense!" Ping'er was so angry that he completely lost his usual composure. He wanted nothing more than to chop that woman's mouth off. His father was already disliked, and he was already dissatisfied with him, let alone his mother. His father wasn't as good-looking as that Xie Liangchen either, and lately he had felt that Xie Liangchen had ulterior motives. And now, Xiao Nianjun had come along. He anxiously looked at Jiang Nuanzhi: "Mother, believe me, Father really has no connection with any other woman. He doesn't even remember what women look like!"

"You're wrong about that. Your father has remembered me since I was a child!" Xiao Nianjun said with dissatisfaction, finally turning her gaze to Jiang Nuanzhi's face. After just one glance, alarm bells went off in her body: "Who are you? Why do they call you mother!"

Meeting Jiang Nuanzhi's ambiguous smile, she felt a sudden pang of panic. Instinctively, she reached for her sleeve to cover herself, but as soon as she raised her hand, she realized something was amiss and stiffened, saying, "This dress...it's not yours, is it?"

Jiang Nuanzhi nodded seriously: "Yes, you guessed right."

He stared at her face with amusement and asked, "Do you really get a rash every time you touch someone?"

The young princess, however, gave an irrelevant answer: "Are the clothes I'm wearing your old ones?"

Then, she looked at the clothes, then at Jiang Nuanzhi, stared blankly for a moment, and then her eyes rolled back and she fainted. Her body collapsed to the ground like a trembling noodle.

"Imperial Physician! Summon the Imperial Physician!" Yu Chuan said, frowning.

"Commander, we came in too much of a hurry. The imperial physician is too old and is still on his way."

Yu Chuan frowned deeply, but still looked at Jiang Nuanzhi with a hint of apology: "Doctor, please take another look at our princess."

The princess was naive and inexperienced, but Yu Chuan quickly surveyed the room upon entering. With such a large medicine cabinet and a place for writing brushes, ink, and weights on the table, this young lady was undoubtedly a physician.

It must be said that the princess was taken care of quite well. After all, it was a dilapidated farmhouse, and not only was the house clean, but the princess was also allowed to sleep with her children, which speaks volumes.

Jiang Nuanzhi nodded indifferently: "Of course, as long as you can pay the consultation fee."

Upon hearing this, Yu Chuan immediately reached into her pocket for more silver, but she had run out of cash. She then looked to her side, whereupon the guard, quick to notice, immediately brought her a money pouch.

Jiang Nuanzhi took the money and placed it together with the bag of silver from before, then went to the young princess to take her pulse. "Wait!"

Before Jiang Nuan's hand could fall, Yu Chuan grabbed a handkerchief and placed it on the little princess's arm.

"Doctor, please don't worry. Our princess can't touch other people, or she will really develop a rash."

Jiang Nuanzhi raised an eyebrow: "I touched it yesterday, and I didn't see the phenomenon you described."

Yu Chuan was taken aback, unsure whether to remove the handkerchief from her hand or not.

Jiang Nuanzhi, however, still placed the handkerchief directly on the face to take her pulse, then opened her eyelids and examined her briefly before concluding: "Her physical condition is fine; this is a psychological illness."

She took out her silver needle pouch and a silver needle, saying, "I can wake her up right now. However, if she sees herself dressed like this after she wakes up, she might faint again. Why don't you take her back to change her clothes properly?"

"Where did you put the princess's clothes before, Doctor?" Yu Chuan asked with some difficulty. "Our princess must wear fine brocade. Her skin is delicate. If she wore other clothes, she would really get rashes."

“Her clothes were washed last night, but they’re not dry yet. And her hairpins and jewelry are all in that little tray,” Jiang Nuanzhi said, pointing to the tray on the table on the floor.

Upon hearing this, Yu Chuan was also troubled: "What should we do? The princess can't change into any other clothes. Earlier, the young master of the Wang family fell on the princess, and the princess helped him up. After that, half of her body was covered in red rashes."

Jiang Nuanzhi glanced at it and said, "As for the rash, I think it might be because she is allergic to certain fabrics."

Seeing Yu Chuan's confused expression, Jiang Nuanzhi continued, "An allergy means that when you come into contact with a certain fabric, you will develop a rash. It seems that she is not allergic to my cotton and linen fabrics. You can try pure cotton and linen fabrics as well. What kind of material is the brocade satin you mentioned? I looked at the fabric but couldn't tell."

Yu Chuan was stunned: "Material?"

Is it cotton, silk, or fur?

"I don't know either."

Jiang Nuanzhi sighed helplessly, "Since we don't know, it's best not to change her clothes yet. Let her original clothes dry first. Also, her wound needs careful application of medicine, twice a day without interruption."

As he spoke, he handed her the wound medicine. Then he picked up two other porcelain bottles: "This is for scar removal. Apply it after the wound has completely healed. After two bottles, it should be fine."

As Jiang Nuanzhi spoke, she stood up and said, "I'll prescribe two more doses of medicine for you to calm your nerves and help her heal her wounds."

Yu Chuan nodded blankly, then subconsciously looked at Jiang Nuanzhi with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

She is the mother of General Li's son.
That's General Li's wife!!! (End of Chapter)