With a warehouse full of supplies, I stood alone as king in this chaotic world, gun in hand.

Seeing how happy he was, Steward Fang and his son, Granny Feng, and several Flying Feather Guards all knelt down.

"Congratulations, Your Highness! Congratulations!"

"Your Highness, your safe return and the arrival of three more princes are a double blessing for our manor! Congratulations!" Butler Fang offered his congratulations.

"No! Three children, it's a quadruple blessing, a fortune bestowed upon my Zhenyuan Prince's Mansion by Heaven!" Huo Jing was overjoyed. "Steward Fang, give me a reward! Ten taels of silver for everyone in the manor!"

"Yes! Thank you for your generous gift, Your Highness. On behalf of the guards and servants of the manor, I also thank Your Highness and the Prince for their kindness!"

Seeing that it was getting late, Nangong Wu instructed, "Steward Fang, we're all hungry, prepare a meal!"

"Yes, this old servant will go and have someone prepare the meal." The steward and his son withdrew.

"Your name is Xiao Lin, right?" Huo Jing suddenly asked Bei Chenyan.

"Yes, Your Highness," Bei Chenyan replied respectfully.

Nangong Wu's eyelids twitched, and she quickly winked at her father, hoping he wouldn't say anything out of line.

Huo Jing ignored her, scrutinizing Bei Chenyan from head to toe. "His face isn't much to look at, but his physique is quite good. He's a good candidate for martial arts. He's passable, though?"

Bei Chenyan: "...?"

"Barely acceptable?" Judging from his words, it seems he's somewhat disdainful of him?

For the first time in his life, he was disliked! If Qi Ziyang and his gang knew, they would laugh their heads off!

"Your Highness, I believe my martial arts skills are quite good."

"Father." Nangong Wu sat down beside him and took Nangong Jue from his arms. "Young Master Xiao is now my bodyguard. He is very skilled in martial arts and has been a great help to me."

"I understand." Huo Jing glanced at her, his eyes full of meaning. "Since he is someone you value, I will naturally not mistreat him."

Bei Chenyan hurriedly said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

At this moment, Fang Cheng and several servants brought up the food, and a table full of delicious dishes was laid out.

"Your Highness, please have your meal," Fang Cheng said respectfully.

Bei Chenyan picked up the two children and said, "This junior will take the children downstairs first."

"You can stay here and have a meal with us." Huo Jing saw that he was good to his daughter and cared about his children, so he decided to give him a chance and observe him for a while before making a decision.

However, his face was too ordinary to be a good match for his daughter.

"Yes," Bei Chenyan replied.

Upon hearing this, Granny Feng quickly summoned three wet nurses to take the three children away, while she stood aside to prepare to serve the master food.

Nangong Wu said to her, "Granny Feng, you all go down and have your meal! We can manage on our own."

She really wasn't used to having someone serve her food while she ate.

"Everyone, go down!" Huo Jing said.

Granny Feng and Fang Cheng were taken aback for a moment, then bowed and said, "Yes."

Nangong Wu picked up a piece of fish and put it in Huo Jing's bowl.

"Father, I've replaced the old cook. The new cook makes even better mandarin fish. Please try it."

"Hmm." Huo Jing picked up the bowl.

"This venison looks pretty good, you should try some." Bei Chenyan picked up a piece of venison and put it in Nangong Wu's bowl.

Nangong Wu, fearing her father would misunderstand, secretly kicked his shin under the table and gave him a big smile, saying, "I can do it myself."

"Hmm..." Huo Jing coughed lightly twice.

The two immediately sat up straight and began to eat quietly.

After dinner, Fang Cheng came in to report, "Your Highness, Young Master Feng has arrived and would like to take your pulse."

"Young Master Feng?" Huo Jing looked at Nangong Wu with a puzzled expression.

Nangong Wu explained to him, "Father, after your accident a year ago, the old divine doctor Feng requested permission to retire and return to his hometown."

Feng Wushang is the grandson of the legendary physician Feng. He not only inherited Feng's medical skills but also studied under a master from the Valley of Divine Physicians, making his medical skills extremely formidable.

"Then let him in!" Huo Jing nodded.

A moment later, Feng Wushang walked in. "Junior Feng Wushang greets Your Highness and congratulates Your Highness on your safe return."

"No need for formalities." Huo Jing was surprised to see how young he was. How could someone in his early twenties have such good medical skills?

Thank you for your trouble!

"Your Highness is too kind. This is what Wu Shang should do." Feng Wu Shang stepped forward and took out a pulse pillow. "Your Highness, let Wu Shang take your pulse first."

"Hmm." Huo Jing reached out and placed his hand on the table.

Nangong Wu had already taken her father's pulse. Although she was not as good at pulse diagnosis as Feng Wushang, she still knew his physical condition.

His body was severely damaged by those people, with both internal and external injuries, but these can be healed slowly. The most troublesome injury is on his leg, which requires surgery.

Feng Wushang's diagnosis was similar to hers: his body was severely depleted and he needed to take good care of himself.

Finally, he examined Huo Jing's calves.

His expression changed when he saw his twisted and deformed calves.

"The prince's lower leg was severely dislocated and did not receive treatment at the time, which is why it turned out this way."

"What good treatment methods do you have?" Nangong Wu asked him.

Feng Wushang's expression was solemn. "We need to break the broken bone again and put the misaligned bone back in place."

This is the only way to cure it, but it will cause the person a great deal of suffering.

"This is a serious case. Even if the bone is set, you may still have a limp when you walk."

"Then let's treat it!" Huo Jing looked at his leg.

Even being a little lame is better than being unable to walk at all.

"Father, there's no rush," Nangong Wu advised. "We can have the surgery once you've recovered."

For her, this fracture was just a minor surgery.

She'll perform the surgery herself, so there won't be any aftereffects.

"Your Highness is right. We should discuss the matter of surgery after Your Highness has recovered," Feng Wushang added.

"You must be tired after a long day's journey. Go and rest early. We can talk about it tomorrow." Huo Jing told them to go and rest.

Fang Cheng also said to Nangong Wu, "Your Highness, I will serve the Prince. Please rest assured."

"Alright, then I'll have to trouble Uncle Fang!" Nangong Wu knew the old steward was worried, so she had her son come and serve her father personally.

"Your Highness, we will come to see you again tomorrow," Bei Chenyan said as he took his leave.

"Go ahead!" Huo Jing waved to them.

Nangong Wu and Beichen Yan left the Emerald Courtyard together.

When will you receive half of that gold and silver?

"You really want to give me half?" Bei Chenyan looked at her.

"Of course, we agreed beforehand." Nangong Wu was speechless. "Do you think I'm a person who breaks their word?"

"No, I absolutely didn't think that." Bei Chenyan quickly shook his head. "I'm just your guard; it's only right that I do anything for you."

"I didn't treat you as a guard." Nangong Wu knew that this man was no ordinary person.

At first, he was allowed to stay as a bodyguard because he was highly skilled in martial arts and was thought to be just a江湖人 (jianghu person, a person from the martial arts world).

But as they spent more time with him, they gradually discovered that this man's true identity was definitely not simple.

"So what do you want to regard me as?" Bei Chenyan asked with interest.