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

Following Nangong Wu's method, Feng Wushang removed the scar only to the fat layer, preserving the subcutaneous vascular network, precisely stopping the bleeding with bipolar electrocoagulation, and trimming the wound edges...

His technique was somewhat clumsy, but he was meticulous and rigorous in his work.

After nearly half an hour, the final step finally arrived: suturing.

A layered suturing technique is used to first close the deep subcutaneous tissue.

Only now did Feng Wushang realize why his previous surgeries left scars: the suturing methods were incorrect, and the sutures used were not of good quality.

Feng Wushang knew that Nangong Wu's instruments and medicines were of extraordinary origin, and her medical skills far surpassed his.

Moreover, these things and medical skills may not even be from their own region.

But he wouldn't ask any more questions. He only hoped to stay by her side as long as possible, learn more about medicine, and ideally, develop such good medicine to benefit the people.

"That's fine."

Feng Wushang turned off the lights, moved them to the side, and then helped Nangong Wu up.

"Your Highness, how are you feeling?"

Nangong Wu nodded slightly to him; the anesthesia on half of her face hadn't worn off yet, making it inconvenient for her to speak.

She returned to the main room and saw that Bei Chenyan had arrived at some point and was sitting there with the three children.

Nangong Wu simply nodded to him and sat down on the soft couch.

Feng Wushang poured her a glass of warm water and then gave her the prepared anti-inflammatory medicine.

"Your Highness, you should rest well for the next seven days."

Nangong Wu lay down and waved to him, indicating that he could go back.

Feng Wushang left, then went back to the left side room to pack his things before leaving.

Bei Chenyan walked up to Nangong Wu and said, "I have already sent a message by carrier pigeon to the Southern Qi Kingdom, asking them to deliver the Bewitching Grass within five days."

Nangong Wu nodded to him again and closed her eyes.

"You should get some rest." Seeing her like this, Bei Chenyan didn't disturb her any further.

He had several wet nurses take the child away and then left.

As evening fell, Li Shuang brought back some news.

"Your Highness, our people have found out that Empress Su fell seriously ill fifteen years ago. His Majesty, citing bad luck, banished her from the palace and sent her to a royal villa to recuperate. She only returned to the palace a year later."

The numbing effect on Nangong Wu's face had worn off, and it still hurt a little. She just nodded slightly to her.

Empress Su left the palace fifteen years ago? That means the child is already fourteen or fifteen years old.

Li Shuang continued, "Your Majesty's fifth and sixth princes are both fifteen years old, the seventh prince is twelve years old, and the eighth prince is six years old."

The fifth prince was born to Consort Xian, and the sixth prince was born to Consort De. This subordinate suspects that the child born to Empress Su may not have been raised in the palace.

Nangong Wu listened and also thought it was possible.

She took a pen and wrote on a piece of paper: Let's ignore this for now.

They couldn't stop Emperor Mingde from choosing who to make emperor; they just needed to keep that in mind.

She thought of Emperor Mingde, wondering how he was doing now.

She wrote on the paper again: Has Father returned yet?

Li Shuang shook her head. "The prince has returned, but he didn't say anything."

If there's no news, then maybe everything's fine.

But Nangong Wu knew that the Empress Dowager might have even bigger plans.

I just hope that Xiao Lin can find the Bewitching Grass as soon as possible, lure out the Gu worms, and then kill that old bastard.

That evening, she took her youngest daughter to Xiao Lin's place, only to find the room empty; he had probably gone out and hadn't returned yet.

She had no choice but to turn back.

Halfway there, a figure flew down in front of her; it was Bei Chenyan.

He reached out and hugged Nangong Xi. "You came looking for me just now?"

Nangong Wu nodded slightly, then turned and walked back.

Bei Chenyan didn't know what she was going to do, so he followed behind her with the child in his arms.

"My Xi'er is such a good girl." He kissed the child's little face.

Upon arriving at his courtyard, Nangong Wu closed the gate and stepped into the courtyard.

Bei Chenyan looked puzzled and was about to ask her what was wrong when a wheelchair appeared out of nowhere in front of him.

"Is this a wheelchair?" Bei Chenyan looked at the exquisitely crafted wheelchair with great surprise.

How much more about this woman is there that he doesn't know about?

Nangong Wu took out a piece of paper that had already been written and held it up in front of him.

Bei Chenyan looked up and saw that it read: "This is a wheelchair for my father. Take it to him later and tell him that you bought it for him."

"Alright! I'll definitely deliver it." Bei Chenyan smiled, "Are you expecting me to make a good impression on my father-in-law?"

Nangong Wu rolled her eyes at him, picked up her daughter, and turned to leave.

Once her face is better and she can speak more fluently, we can have a proper talk with him to avoid any misunderstandings.

She didn't get married in her past life, and she doesn't want to get married in this one either. She has three children to keep her company, which is great.

Two days passed, and Emperor Mingde did not send out any bad news.

Huo Jing has been coming to the palace these past few days, which means that Emperor De spends most of his time sleeping, and when he wakes up, he feels both heartache and headache.

Sometimes, fearing I might have done something I shouldn't have, I even resort to self-harm with a knife.

Nangong Wu felt increasingly uneasy.

The next day, four days after her surgery, she felt less tense and was able to speak again.

"Your Highness!" Li Shuang rushed in, "Something has happened in the palace, we need to go there immediately."

"Something happened in the palace?" Nangong Wu's heart sank. "Do you know what happened?"

"We don't know yet." Li Shuang's face was full of anxiety. "It was an emergency signal launched by Li Cheng. Something serious must have happened."

If it's just a normal incident, Licheng wouldn't fire an emergency flare.

Upon hearing this, Li An also became anxious, "Your Highness, it is highly likely that the Empress Dowager is up to her old tricks again."

"Prepare the horses immediately!" Nangong Wu handed the child to Granny Feng and hurriedly left.

Father is presiding over the morning assembly; we must be careful that nothing goes wrong.

That damned old hag is absolutely despicable.

As she approached the gate of the Prince's mansion, Bei Chenyan hurriedly caught up with her, saying, "Nangong Wu, I'll go into the palace with you."

"Then let's go together." Nangong Wu quickened her pace.

At this moment, in the palace.

When Li Cheng saw the Empress Dowager appear, he knew something big was about to happen. He quietly left the main hall and fired a signal flare into the sky.

Suddenly, he sensed a powerful killing intent coming from behind him and instinctively dodged backward.

However, the person who ambushed him was far stronger than him. He barely managed to dodge one palm strike before the second one came flying at him.

Li Cheng was struck in the chest and sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground.

"Pfft!" He spat out a mouthful of blood.

A man in black walked up to him, his voice hoarse, "You dare fire a signal flare in front of me? You want to die!"

"Who are you? How dare you commit murder in the palace?" Li Cheng stared intently at him.

"Stop!" The commander of the Imperial Guards led a group of men and rushed over, surrounding the men in black.

"Another one looking for death." The man in black let out a strange laugh, "Hehehe..."