Sky Curtain: With a vermilion mirror, Jing travels through the modern world, shaking all dynasties.

The Great Tang Dynasty, Taiji Palace.

Li Shimin, holding the baby Sizi in his arms, stood in front of the palace, gazing up at the box of life-saving medicine that Zhu Jingjing had hidden under her pillow.

If he could obtain this item, his beloved little ox would have a chance to live!

"I beg Heaven to have mercy on the rhinoceros and bestow upon my Great Tang the life-saving elixir!" Li Shimin knelt down with a thud, bowing twice to the heavens. "If the rhinoceros's life can be saved, I vow to fast and observe abstinence every month to express my gratitude to Heaven!"

Before he finished speaking, a radiant glow suddenly appeared in the sky, with thousands of auspicious rays that dazzled everyone.

As the afterglow faded, a small box appeared out of thin air in front of Li Shimin.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be exactly the same as the item under Zhu Jingjing's pillow!

"This is Heaven's way of showing its gratitude to Your Majesty's virtue, bestowing a divine medicine to save the princess!" the officials exclaimed. "This is truly a blessing for our Great Tang Dynasty, a testament to Your Majesty's virtue, and a great fortune for the princess!"

Li Shimin bowed three times to the sky before suddenly standing up.

"By imperial decree—a general amnesty is granted!"

modern.

Jiang Chuan glanced at the time; it was already past noon.

"I haven't heard a thing from Jingjing's room. I wonder if her cold is any better," he muttered to himself. He walked to Zhu Jingjing's bedroom door, raised his hand, and gently knocked. "Jingjing, are you awake? How are you feeling?"

After waiting a while, no one answered from inside the house.

His brow furrowed slightly. "Jingjing, I'm coming in!"

After saying that, Jiang Chuan pushed open the door and entered.

Zhu Jingjing remained lying quietly on the bed, the blush on her cheeks had faded, and her chest rose and fell gently with her breathing, as if she were fast asleep.

He breathed a sigh of relief, walked quietly to the bedside, leaned down, and gently pressed his forehead against hers once again.

"It doesn't seem so hot anymore," Jiang Chuan said softly.

Suddenly, the little princess in the dream seemed to notice the strangeness on her forehead and moved slightly.

Seeing her serene and lovely appearance, Jiang Chuan froze, his heart suddenly racing.

Although the two address each other as brother and sister, they are not actually related by blood.

Normally, he would deliberately ignore this, but his slightly flushed cheeks at this moment were a stark reminder of the fact.

Snapped!

Jiang Chuan suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard across the face!

"Jiang Chuan, Jiang Chuan, what nonsense are you thinking!" he cursed inwardly. "Jingjing is so young! She's always treated you like a brother, how could you have such thoughts!"

In the quiet room, the crisp sound of the slap was particularly jarring.

Zhu Jingjing slowly opened her eyes from her sleep, looking at Jiang Chuan's hand still resting on her face, her eyes full of doubt.

"Brother, why are you hitting yourself?"

Jiang Chuan's lips moved a few times, but no sound came out.

How was he supposed to answer that?

He couldn't very well say that he slapped himself to wake himself up because he realized he had feelings for the little princess, could he?

"Um... Jingjing, how are you feeling?" Jiang Chuan hurriedly changed the subject. "Are you still feeling unwell? Should we go to the hospital to get it checked out?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhu Jingjing suddenly jumped up from the bed, shaking her little head like a rattle drum.

"I'm completely healed! Look!" she said, turning to get out of bed to show him that she was fully recovered.

"My little darling, lie down right now!" Jiang Chuan was startled and quickly pressed her down. "Even if you're better from your cold, you need to rest properly. Don't get up and act all cocky!"

Zhu Jingjing blinked her bright eyes and asked softly, "Brother, does that mean I don't need to get the shot...?"

Jiang Chuan smiled helplessly. This little devil, you've received a new chapter update: Chapter 87, "Using Old Zhu as a Sworn Oath," reading link. His fear of injections is practically ingrained in his bones.

"As long as you lie down and rest, you won't need a shot." He gently pressed her head back onto the pillow, his tone gentle but with a hint of warning. "But if you don't listen and make your cold worse, then you really will have to get a shot."

Fearing she might misbehave, Jiang Chuan deliberately threatened, "We'll use the thickest needles. Even if your father comes, he'll be screaming and yelping from the pricking!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jingjing hurriedly pulled the blanket up, almost covering half her face: "Brother, don't scare me... Jingjing will rest obediently, please don't take me to get a shot, okay?"

Jiang Chuan raised his hand and gently touched her smooth forehead, his voice softening: "As long as Jingjing behaves well, we won't go for the injection."

Seeing that she had finally calmed down, Jiang Chuan was still thinking about the box of antibiotics.

It's not that I'm worried about the medicine, it's just that medicine isn't a toy and should be put away properly.

If you accidentally ingest it, it could be a huge problem.

"Jingjing, where's that box of antibiotics?" Jiang Chuan held out his hand, his tone gentle. "You probably don't need it anymore, right? Keep the medicine safe for me, otherwise you might not be able to find it when you need it later."

Zhu Jingjing nodded obediently and reached under the pillow to rummage around for a while.

"Huh? Where did it go?"

She frowned slightly and lifted the pillow.

The area below was completely empty; there wasn't a trace of medicine at all!

"Jingjing, where did you hide the medicine?" Jiang Chuan's expression turned serious, a hint of worry creeping into his heart. "Could it be... that you secretly ate it?"

Zhu Jingjing shook her head frantically, hurriedly protesting, "Absolutely not! Medicine isn't candy; it doesn't taste good at all. Why would I steal it!"

Jiang Chuan thought for a moment and nodded.

Zhu Jingjing isn't a child, and besides, there are plenty of cotton candies hidden under the bed; she wouldn't possibly mistake medicine for candy.

And even if you did take it, the medicine box should still be there!

"Jingjing, are you sure you didn't secretly eat it?" Jiang Chuan was still worried. If she had swallowed the whole box of antibiotics, he would have to rush her to the hospital for a stomach pump!

"I swear!" Zhu Jingjing held up three fingers, her face solemn. "If I eat it, may my father's soles be covered in pimples, and the more he scratches, the itchier it gets!"

"It's good that you didn't eat it! You probably just stuffed it somewhere in your dream. Look for it later."

Jiang Chuan chuckled; he was willing to believe this oath.

However, he couldn't help but wonder what Old Zhu would think if he heard his daughter swearing on him!

The Great Ming Dynasty, Fengtian Hall.

Upon hearing Zhu Jingjing's words, Old Zhu was speechless for a moment.

She is, after all, my own daughter; I can't rush her, nor can I scold her!

"Chongba, Jing'er was just joking, don't take it to heart," Empress Ma said with a gentle laugh, covering her mouth.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked down at his feet, which seemed to itch slightly, and couldn't help but rub them on the ground.

"That brat, she actually swore an oath to me!" He gave a bitter laugh. "When she returns, I'll settle the score with her!"

modern.

Jiang Chuan was still dreaming when he was suddenly awakened by a series of urgent knocks on the door.

He groggily looked out the window; the sky was not yet bright, and the night was still deep.

She couldn't help but scold him softly, "Jingjing, it's not even dawn yet. Are you still half asleep? Why are you knocking on my door?"

"Brother, get up!" The knocking didn't stop; instead, it was mixed with the little princess's clear voice, assaulting his eardrums with each knock, "Aren't we going to take a plane today? Shouldn't we get up early to get ready?"