After traveling through time, I became the aunt of the loyal dog emperor

"If you ask me, the square cake shop on South Street is the best!"

"I don't agree. The plum blossom cake on North Street is better."

Happy times are always short-lived, and it was not until the afternoon that the two returned from the market. They each held a stack of packaging boxes in their arms to block their eyes, and while discussing the ranking of today's delicacies, they moved forward with difficulty.

When they finally arrived at Prince Qi's mansion, they happened to see Lord Fang, the personal bodyguard that Zhu Ying had sent Ziheng to, coming out of the mansion. Wan Ning almost lost her balance while holding a bunch of things, but luckily Zhu Ying was quick to move most of them off the "mountain".

"Princess, you are finally back. Lord Fang has been waiting for you in the mansion for a long time and has even drunk several cups of tea. He was about to leave after waiting for you for so long and happened to meet you at the door."

Fang Xiong had a serious expression, but waved his hands in a panic, and hurriedly denied: "Miss Zhu Ying misunderstood, I was not waiting for Princess Le Yan, it was just that the tea in Prince Qi's Mansion was so delicious that I drank a few more cups. I'm really sorry!"

Looking at his embarrassed face, I could guess that it was just a random excuse that would be easily seen through. However, since Ziheng's personal guards were able to leave the palace, it seemed that the palace was naturally peaceful at this time, and he was also safe, so he immediately felt relieved.

"But why did Lord Fang come to Prince Qi's mansion today? Would he not abandon his personal guard just for a few cups of tea?" Wan Ning joked.

Zhu Ying helped him smooth things over and explained, "Master Fang is here to deliver something, right?"

Fang Xiong came back to his senses and added quickly, "That's right. The palace has received a batch of new tributes. The emperor took into consideration the large number of people in Prince Qi's mansion, so he specially ordered me to deliver them to Prince Qi's mansion for tasting. Now I am in a hurry to return to the palace to report, and I hope the princess will forgive me!"

"Excuse me, excuse me. Since Lord Fang has important matters to attend to, Le Yan will not stay any longer." Wan Ning wanted him to leave, but was also hesitating whether to ask him her own questions.

"No matter how many people there are in Prince Qi's mansion, there are still more than in the palace." Yan Ke muttered to himself.

In the end, Wan Ning thought about it and decided to ask Fang Xiong directly whether the emperor had told him anything before leaving the palace.

Fang Xiong shook his head and said that the emperor was still recovering and the imperial physician was examining him before he left the palace. He just told him to send all the things and see the princess.

Although this answer was reasonable, it also made her feel lost somewhere in her heart. She really couldn't figure out what Ziheng's attitude towards her was now? However, the most important thing in life is to be able to bend and stretch, to be submissive when it is time to be submissive, and to be kind when it is time to be kind. So she quickly put away her emotions and said to the other adult in a caring tone:

"I have some things here for Lord Fang to bring to His Majesty. Here is a box of cherry cakes and a box of peach pastries. The cakes in Nanye City are indeed extraordinary, but these two are the most delicious. Lord Fang, please take them back to His Majesty and tell him that everything is fine in the palace. Now is the time when the autumn chrysanthemums in Prince Qi's palace are about to bloom. Let's enjoy them before returning."

Cherry means to escape; peach cake also means to escape; now she gave him the things related to escape, which also means that she would never escape, so that he could rest assured and recuperate. It's not that she doesn't want to escape, but although there are many unknown dangers in the palace, where else can she escape to except to solve all the mysteries and return to her own world? In this backward era where the war has just ended, being a princess may have many helpless things, but at least she has enough food and warm clothes, and her safety is guaranteed, which is the best choice at the moment.

After seeing Fang Xiong off, Wan Ning and Yan Ke entered the mansion. Yan Ke remembered that she was still angry with Zi Jian. But this time she decided that she would never bow her head first, and she would definitely let Zi Jian come and apologize to her first. So she went back to her room to rest, and Wan Ning went back to her room.

To return to the room, one has to pass by the pavilion in the center of the lake. It is the place where Zijian has stayed the longest in the Prince Qi's Mansion. Since his eye injury, Zijian often sits here in meditation, and sits for a whole day. He feels the power of the wind, or sometimes takes out the flute to play in the wind, and there seems to be an indescribable depression in his heart. In order to make Zijian and Yan Ke reconcile as soon as possible, she plans to persuade Zijian when she passes by.

This time, there was no accident. When Ning walked to the corridor of the pavilion in the center of the lake, he happened to see Zijian coming out of the pavilion. He had walked this road countless times, and he could walk leisurely even if he was blind. Zijian's hearing became very sharp during his blind days. When Ning stood at the intersection, Zijian knew the identity of the person before he made a sound.

Zijian bowed in the direction of her and Shuiyue. The cloth covering his eyes was still white, and the few strands of black hair on his forehead were still shaking slightly in the early autumn wind. He felt as if he was about to fall apart, and his handsome face made people feel more reluctant and sympathetic.

If she had never seen him so majestic and full of life, perhaps people would not have sympathized with him and felt sorry for him during his low period. But she had seen him look full of hope despite his injured eyes, so she couldn't bear to say harsh words to him. So Le Yan held back the words she had originally intended to persuade him and Yan Ke, and changed to a softer way, inviting him to take a walk together.

Zijian nodded to accept Wanning's invitation, and Shuiyue walked to Zijian and carefully supported his arm.

On the way, the three of them walked slowly. Zijian didn't say much. He usually answered whatever Wan Ning asked and never said anything else. From the conversation, Wan Ning learned that for Zijian, working for his adoptive father was the meaning of his life. In the previous times when his eye disease recurred, he always went out to work as soon as he felt better. This time, the eye disease came suddenly and violently. Although his adoptive father told him to have a good rest, he couldn't participate in or help with several important things, and he couldn't help feeling guilty.

Zi Jian built a prison named Loyalty and trapped himself in it.

They walked slowly forward for a long time before they approached the courtyard where Wan Ning lived. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in their faces, mixed with a strong smell of Chinese medicine. Wan Ning might have been tired of taking Chinese medicine to recuperate in the past few days, so she was panicked when she smelled this smell and said in a stern voice: "Who is it? You are cooking medicine here. Do you have any sense of public morality?"

Zhu Ying poked her gently and reminded her in a low voice: "Princess, this should be cooked by Wan Tao."

"What's going on?" Wan Ning showed an embarrassed expression and asked in a low voice.

"Zhu Zi is feeling a little unwell today, so Wan Tao brought back some herbal medicine from the pharmacy outside, saying it was a very effective recipe from her hometown for nourishing blood, replenishing qi and clearing away heat. When I went out just now, Wan Tao had just started to cook, and I think it should be almost done now. By the way, they also made a lot of osmanthus cakes together. Since Master Zijian has come here, why not go and try some together."

Wan Ning also agreed, "Yes, since we've come all the way here, let's go and try Xiang Wanxuan's cooking. I'm not bragging about Wan Tao's pastry-making skills. Everyone who has tasted it says it's good. Everyone on Earth knows it."

Under normal circumstances, Zi Jian would never agree to go to the princess's residence, but the smell brought by the wind this time was very familiar to him, or it was exactly what he had been looking for. Now it appeared in front of him effortlessly, and he was afraid that this feeling would be fleeting, and he could not and was unwilling to refuse.

Before the three of them entered the house, Shuiyue called out to her sisters in the courtyard to come out and see who was coming. Wantao was busy in the kitchen at the moment, and a new basket of osmanthus cake was about to be taken out of the pot, so even though she heard Shuiyue's voice, she continued to lower her head and finish the work at hand without panic.

"What a nice smell," Zijian couldn't help but praise. When the voice reached Wantao's ears, she subconsciously raised her head and saw the person standing in the sun with his back to the light, while she was standing in the dark with her back to the light, and couldn't see the person's face clearly. She was confused in a trance, but she quickly regained her calm and normal state, and realized that it was Princess Le Yan and Master Zijian standing at the kitchen door.

The two were silent, and no one thought of speaking first. Wan Ning broke the awkward atmosphere and promoted it like a heartless person: "Wan Tao's osmanthus cake is the best in the world. I see you are in for a treat today." Then she turned to Wan Tao and said, "It's just out of the pot, right? We came back just in time. Leave a few for Yan Ke's room later, and serve the rest and we can eat together in the yard."

Wan Tao's blood was boiling at this moment, and her five senses slowed down and the world was spinning. She pretended to be calm and turned around under the pretext of serving the cakes, with her back to them, and quietly supported the stove with her right hand, and adjusted her state quietly.

When she finished everything and brought out the osmanthus cake, several people were sitting in the small pavilion in the courtyard, talking and laughing. When she approached and heard their conversation, she learned that Shuiyue was still trying her best to recommend to Zijian how good her skills in making osmanthus cake were.

"It's not as good as you say. It's just an ordinary technique." As he said that, he put the osmanthus cake in the middle of the table. Without stopping, he quietly called Shuiyue to go to the kitchen together.

Shuiyue didn't have time to think about it, and followed him in with a hop. When she entered, she found that the tonic she had just cooked was ready. Wantao took out four small bowls from a jar, and poured out a bowl of other medicine from another jar. Shuiyue was always straightforward, and said without thinking: "Five servings? Does Master Zijian have one serving too?"

Then he added doubtfully, "Master Zijian also needs to replenish his energy?"

Wan Tao didn't know how to answer for a moment, so she hummed softly, picked up the tray and walked out. Shui Yue followed behind her, muttering in confusion: "Isn't this for replenishing qi and blood, and treating stomachaches?"

But are these two bowls of medicine really the same?

Wan Tao placed the decoction in front of Wan Ning, Zhu Zi, Zhu Ying and Shui Yue respectively, and introduced softly: "This is a portion for each person, no one can be left out. Early autumn is a good time for conditioning." Then she placed the last portion of the medicine on the plate in front of Zi Jian, gently touched his hand with the edge of the bowl, indicating the location of the decoction, and said in a very cold voice: "This portion has the effect of improving eyesight and clearing away heat. If Master Zi Jian doesn't mind, you can try a few doses, but this medicine is extremely bitter."

"Good medicine tastes bitter," Zi Jian replied softly, then picked up the medicine and drank it all in one gulp. It seemed so simple.

Wan Ning stared at Zi Jian with wide eyes. Although he had prepared well, he was choked by the medicine. He clenched his right fist against the table to support himself. The veins on his arm bulged, and his increasingly thin body trembled with coughing.

Fortunately, he adjusted himself quickly. He was very familiar with this medicine, but also very unfamiliar.

Zijian put the bowl back on the table and asked casually, "This medicine is very familiar. I wonder where Miss Wantao got it. Can you tell me?"

Wan Ning keenly smelled the scent of gossip and quickly locked her eyes on the two of them, looking them up and down.

"It's me...a friend." Wan Tao spoke slowly in a hoarse voice.

"A friend?" Wan Ning repeated softly, recalling the I Have a Friend series she had seen on the Internet.

Wan Tao quickly added, "My friend's younger brother suffers from an eye disease and often cannot see clearly. His symptoms are very similar to yours, Master Zijian. One time, a strange itinerant doctor appeared in the village. He traveled all the way and had to sleep outdoors because of an accident. My friend felt sorry for him and asked him to treat his brother. My friend originally just wanted to help the itinerant doctor and did not expect it to be effective. However, after taking a few doses, his brother's eye disease was actually cured."

"This friend and I have a very good relationship, so he simply gave me a copy of the prescription."

Fortunately, Zijian was blindfolded at the moment, so no one could see the disappointment in his eyes. He pursed his lips slightly, forced a smile and said to her: "If there is a chance, please ask Miss Wantao to thank that friend for me. By the way, may I ask if the surname of this itinerant doctor is Hu?"

Wan Tao nodded, then thought that Zi Jian couldn't see it, so she agreed softly.

Wan Ning finally found an opportunity. She turned to Zi Jian and asked, "Zi Jian, do you know a traveling doctor named Hu?"

She really felt it was becoming more and more interesting, as if everyone here had a secret. She also felt that when she unravelled everyone's secrets, she would also be able to find the truth behind the time travel and the way to return home.

"He is an old friend. I have received treatment from him before. This medicine is also useful for my eye disease, but later I was unable to finish taking it for various reasons and was accidentally lost. This is why it has been delayed until now. He has always been carefree and unwilling to stay in one place for too long. We have never met again after a hasty farewell. If Miss Wantao finds out where Dr. Hu is, please let Zijian know. We haven't seen each other for many years and I am looking forward to meeting again."

After hearing this, Wan Ning felt a little sorry. If he had taken a few more doses at that time, perhaps Zijian's eyes would have been cured. The next day, Wan Tao went to the pharmacy in the market to get a course of medicine and gave it to the servants in Zijian's room to boil and take every day. But she was worried that others could not take good care of him, so she used the excuse that she would boil the medicine with the servants and take more care of him.

Bitter medicine does have miraculous effects. After only three days, Zi Jian could see a little light, and after five days, he began to gradually recover his sight. A few days later, Wan Ning learned from Yan Ke that he had apologized to her, took away his weapons and began to accept the new mission of King Qi. It was rare to see him in the mansion.