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

"Wu Shang will prescribe a treatment for the little princess later. Take good care of her, and she will get better as she grows up." Feng Wu Shang said gently as he walked up to her.

"Your Highness, Wu Shang will also take your pulse to check your health."

"Okay." Nangong Wu rolled up her sleeves and placed her hands on the table.

The young apprentice who came with him brought up the medicine box and placed it on the table.

Feng Wushang took out a pulse pillow from the medicine box and placed it under her wrist.

He then took out a clean white handkerchief from his sleeve and placed it on her fair wrist, his three well-defined fingers resting on her wrist.

Looking at his serious expression as he took her pulse, Nangong Wu thought he resembled a divine physician.

After a while, Feng Wushang withdrew his hand, looking at her with some surprise.

"Your Highness's pulse is weak and feeble, which may be due to inadequate nutrition during pregnancy and subsequent childbirth, resulting in severe deficiency of qi and blood. You need to take good care of yourself."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Wu recalled the courtyard where the original owner was locked up. The Zhou family would bring her cold and spoiled food, and sometimes she wouldn't even have enough to eat. Where would she get any nutrition?

If it weren't for Li Shuang occasionally bringing her food, the three children in her womb probably wouldn't have survived.

Feng Wushang added, "If Your Highness trusts me, I will personally prepare the medicine for Your Highness and the young princess after writing the prescription."

"Alright." Nangong Wu nodded and instructed the old steward, "Arrange a courtyard for Doctor Feng in the East District."

"Then I'll take my leave." Feng Wushang bowed and followed the old steward downstairs.

Seeing that the family doctor was there, Granny Feng felt a little relieved and told the wet nurse to take the children away.

"Your Highness, you have suffered these past two years. Those damned Zhou family members, how could they treat you like that?" She felt distressed when she heard Feng Wushang say that she was malnourished and severely deficient in qi and blood.

The princess was pampered by the eldest princess and the prince since childhood, and was treated like royalty. However, after marrying into the Zhou family, she was humiliated by that family of wolves.

"Granny, it's all over now," Nangong Wu comforted her.

The Zhou family is no longer a force to be reckoned with, and those who bullied her are all nearing their end.

******

At this moment, in the palace, the Imperial Noble Consort stormed into the Imperial Study with a furious expression.

The sudden sound of the door opening made Emperor Mingde, who was reviewing memorials inside, frown.

"How dare you..." Emperor Mingde was about to reprimand her, but when he looked up and saw that it was the Imperial Noble Consort, he swallowed back the words he was about to say.

"My beloved concubine, what brings you here?"

The Imperial Noble Consort walked over, snatched the pen and folding paper from Emperor Mingde's hand, placed them on the imperial table, and questioned him:

"Your Majesty, why haven't you restored the Zhou family's titles yet?"

"You're simply being ridiculous," Emperor Mingde said, but then stepped forward and embraced the Imperial Noble Consort.

"As the ruler of a nation, my words are law. How can I possibly retract an imperial edict that has already been issued?"

"I don't care," the Imperial Noble Consort cried, feeling wronged.

"Your Majesty, I only have one younger sister. You actually stripped the Zhou family of its title for that Nangong Wu. Do you even respect me?"

"Why not?" Emperor Mingde pulled her to sit down, took a handkerchief and wiped away her tears while praising her kindness.

"Since you entered the palace, what have I done to please you? Your food, clothing, and daily necessities are all better than the Empress's. I spend ten days a month in your palace. As for the other concubines, sometimes I don't even glance at them for months. What more could you possibly want?"

"I know Your Majesty is good to me, but my sister and her two children are so pitiful. I only want to restore the Zhou family's title. Your Majesty, you promised me that you would treat them well." The Imperial Noble Consort cried sadly, tears streaming down her face.

Emperor Mingde's face darkened.

But the Imperial Noble Consort was too busy crying to notice the strange look on his face. "Your Majesty, as long as you restore the title of Duke of Wei and allow Nangong Wu to remarry Zhou Shaorong, I will believe that you are sincere towards me."

As long as the emperor issues an imperial decree, Nangong Wu will have to return to the Zhou family, and then all the problems will be solved.

The 300,000 Zhenyuan Army will fall into Xun'er's hands.

The Huo family's businesses will also become theirs, with inexhaustible wealth.

Furthermore, the Zhou family will regain its former glory, Zhou Shaorong will be able to come back to life, and there are countless other benefits. As long as Nangong Wu can be controlled, everything will be resolved.

When the time comes, she will definitely cut off the limbs of that little bitch who is blocking their way, leaving her only to live on her last breath, to vent her hatred.

"My beloved concubine!" Emperor Mingde's voice turned cold.

The Imperial Noble Consort's heart skipped a beat. She looked up through her tear-filled eyes and saw that Emperor Mingde's face was very pale.

"The affairs of the previous dynasty are not to be interfered with by the inner palace. You may return!" Emperor Mingde said coldly, walking back to sit behind his desk.

"Eunuch Hu, send the Imperial Noble Consort back!"

"Yes!" Eunuch Hu, who was standing nearby, stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Your Majesty, please return!"

The Imperial Noble Consort opened her mouth, knowing that Emperor Mingde was dissatisfied with her, and that continuing to speak would only annoy him more.

She walked out of the imperial study, her eyes filled with hatred.

She stopped walking only when she could no longer see the imperial study behind her, and whispered a few words to the head palace maid beside her.

The head palace maid nodded after listening and withdrew.

"Nangong Wu, this time, you are doomed to die. No! You still have value. You still need to prolong Zhou Shaorong's life. I can't let you die so easily." The Imperial Noble Consort's still charming face twisted.

The Prince of Zhenyuan's Mansion.

An hour and a half after Feng Wushang left, he brought over the medicine that Feng had prepared.

Nangong Wu removed the veil from her face, held the medicine bowl to her lips, and let the warm, medicinal steam enter her nostrils.

She smelled them and realized they were all expensive tonic herbs.

"Your Highness, your face...?" Feng Wushang was shocked when he saw the scar on her face.

Nangong Wu drank the medicine in one gulp before speaking, "You were cut by an enemy with a knife. Can you heal that wound?"

"May I touch it first?" Feng Wushang realized his words were inappropriate after he finished speaking, and his face turned slightly red.

"Okay." Nangong Wu nodded.

Her scar has been examined; it was cut very deep, forming a hypertrophic keloid, a hard, raised lump. Medical intervention is needed to cure it.

But since the injury was on her face, she couldn't do it alone and needed help.

Feng Wushang pressed his fingers lightly on the scar, examined it, took three steps back, and said something similar to what she said.

"Your Highness, the wound was cut quite deep and left for a long time, resulting in a hard, raised scar. It's unlikely to be removed by simply applying ointment."

"Do you have a good idea?" Nangong Wu asked him.

Feng Wushang's expression was somewhat solemn. "The only option is to use a knife, but I can't guarantee that it will restore him to his original state."

"Surgery?" Nangong Wu looked at him. This man might actually have some real skills. "I trust your medical abilities. Treat me after my confinement period is over!"

"Okay." Feng Wushang was somewhat surprised that he was willing to let him treat him.

After all, he only arrived today.

Just then, Li Shuang returned, holding an invitation in her hand. Seeing that Feng Wushang was also there, she stood outside the door waiting.