With one hand she heals, and the other hand she kills, the princess vows to rule the world!

In the Biluo Courtyard, Baili Moqing was sitting under the study window reading a book.

The door frame that was knocked off by the earthquake last night was repaired at some point.

Xiao Yier was wearing a thick down jacket under the crabapple tree, playing with the wood left over from when Shu He made a crossbow.

At this time, a very impressive ceremonial team was approaching Biluoyuan.

Behind the honor guard were many curious people, following from the south to the north of the city.

The guard outside the gate hurriedly entered the hanging flower gate. Yi'er saw him and shouted with a smile, "Brother Xiaohei, look at the castle Yi'er built!"

The guard named Xiao Hei paused for a moment, a hint of hesitation flashing across his face. He immediately picked up Xiao Yi'er and carried her into the kitchen. "Yi'er, be good. Stay with Auntie for a while."

"Xiao Hei, what's wrong?" Lady Wang asked when she saw his anxious and worried look.

Xiao Hei didn't say much. He just handed Xiao Yier to Madam Wang and ran towards Baili Moqing's study.

"Your Majesty, the Princess's carriage will be arriving soon."

Baili Moqing's eyes slightly raised, a hint of coldness flashed in them. His aunt really cared about him. As soon as she arrived in Beisha City, she went straight to him.

"Your Majesty."

Zhenli stepped forward, worry showing between his brows and eyes revealed outside the mask.

"It's nothing, come if you want." Baili Moqing put down the book and asked Zhenli to get him a cloak and put it on.

The sound of messy footsteps came from outside the hanging flower gate, followed by a large number of people rushing into the front yard of Biluo in full view of everyone.

There were servants, guards with swords, maids and nannies, and the group of people almost filled up the Biluo Courtyard.

This scene is so grand!

Everyone stood aside, bowing their heads in waiting. At this moment, Zhu Zifeng, dressed elegantly, walked in, supporting a graceful and elegant woman.

The woman wore an intricate, delicate pale white grosgrain dress, her golden hairpins swaying gently, making a tinkling sound. Her delicate makeup perfectly belied her age. If it weren't for her elegant and composed demeanor, at first glance, she would have appeared to be in her prime, comparable in age to the eighteen-year-old Zhu Zifeng beside her.

"Mo Qing, long time no see."

The woman spoke, her voice as pleasant as the chirping of an oriole. However, within the crisp sound, there was a certain heaviness and steadiness, making it sound less frivolous.

The eldest princess, who was once the most beautiful woman in Tianqi, lived up to her reputation.

"Auntie, long time no see."

Baili Moqing looked at the still charming woman before him, and a complex feeling welled up in his heart. It was as if those people and events that had left him had returned to yesterday.

"Are you seriously ill?" Princess Zhaoming let go of Zhu Zifeng's hand and took two steps towards him. "Why are you speaking so weakly?"

Baili Moqing smiled faintly, his pale face devoid of any color. "Moqing thought Miss Zhu had already told Auntie about her nephew's terminal illness. How come Auntie still doesn't know? Ahem…"

Just after he finished speaking, Baili Moqing coughed violently, and it seemed that he was about to suffocate from coughing the next moment.

Princess Zhaoming's calm expression concealed a hint of doubt, but her face revealed a hint of worry. "Mo Qing, are you okay?"

"Cough cough..."

"No, it's okay, it's normal." Baili Moqing suppressed a cough and said with a wry smile, "My humble abode is small, I'm sorry for neglecting my aunt."

After entering the inner hall, the servants brought a golden nanmu stool with a pattern of birds paying homage to the phoenix and placed it on the main seat. Baili Moqing was pushed to the secondary seat by Zhenli.

Zhaoming looked at Baili Moqing, who had lost a lot of weight, and a hint of regret appeared in his almond-shaped eyes as clear as autumn water.

"I didn't expect that losing your title would have such a profound impact on you. How could you be so seriously ill?"

Baili Moqing lowered his eyes, his whole body slumped in the wheelchair. "Aunt, do you really think I'm sick?"

"What else?" The woman's expression remained unchanged, as if she was really asking.

Baili Moqing raised his eyes, looked at her, and smiled under her gaze.

This smile seemed ironic, yet also seemed to be a relief.

Zhao Ming gathered his wide peony-patterned sleeves, a hint of displeasure on his face. "Back then, regarding the Crown Prince incident, my brother only stripped you of your title, which was already very merciful. Mo Qing, have you let it go? Do you admit your mistake?"

After Shu He's care, Baili Moqing had actually become less afraid of the cold. But after hearing these words, he felt a piercing chill again. Subconsciously, he pulled his cloak closer, wrapping himself more tightly.

"Your Highness, Princess, I wonder what the prince has done wrong?"

Zhenli, who had been standing behind Baili Moqing, looked straight at her with a firm and fearless voice.

Zhaoming's gaze fell on Zhenli's face, which was half-masked, and displeasure appeared between his brows.

"Zhen Li?"

Although Zhenli was well-known, due to personal reasons, only a few royal relatives and nobles had ever met him.

Zhaoming was able to recognize him because of the half Silver Eagle mask.

"As the commander-in-chief of the Northern Aid Army, you actually deserted your post and paid a visit to a prince who once wanted to usurp the throne. Zhenli, do you also want to rebel?"

Her voice was not strong, and could even be said to be very gentle, but the power she exuded without making any expression could still shock ordinary people.

However, her aura might be effective on ordinary people, but it had no effect at all on Zhen Li.

"Your Highness, Princess, as the saying goes, 'Words are silent, yet they can kill.' Isn't it a bit frivolous for Your Highness to casually accuse a second-rank general of treason without any evidence?"

"Zhenli, how dare you!" Zhu Zifeng raised her beautiful eyebrows and stepped forward to scold, "How dare you be so rude to Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

"Miss Zhu!" Zhen Li raised his head slightly, looking at her with lowered brows. "Who do you think you are? You have no official position, no rank, and yet you dare to give orders to the second-rank general of the imperial court! Who gave you the right?"

"you!"

Zhu Zifeng was so angry that his chest was heaving violently.

She really didn't expect that Zhen Li would be so brave. He spoke without restraint in front of the eldest princess. It was simply a case of insubordination!

"Zhenli, can't this princess give guidance to a second-rank general like you?" Princess Zhaoming's voice was slightly deep, with obvious displeasure.

"In theory, that's true."

Zhu Zifeng had thought that since the princess had spoken personally, Zhenli would no longer be so presumptuous. But she hadn't expected that man to actually confront the princess without resistance, showing no regard for anyone.

Her almond-shaped eyes widened as she looked at him in disbelief.

"The emperor personally appoints court officials, and harem officials are not allowed to interfere in government affairs. As a child of the royal family, the eldest princess should understand this principle even better!"

Zhenli's indifferent response finally caused a crack in Princess Zhaoming's exquisite and perfect expression.

"Could it be that the general is planning a rebellion, and this princess can't even speak of it?"

"Princess!" Zhen Li interrupted her, his eyes cold and sharp. "I have already said this: If Princess can find evidence of my treason, you can report me to His Majesty! Don't think you can slander important generals at will just because you have a silver tongue!"

"Zhen Li!"

Showa slammed his palm hard on the golden nanmu chair, and the golden and red nails on his little finger fell to the ground because he slammed too hard.

"As the commander-in-chief of the Chengfeng Army, your presence here is irrefutable evidence, isn't it?"

"Someone is coming!!"

Swish swish!

A group of guards armed with swords rushed into the front hall, holding the hilts, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

The air suddenly became stagnant, and chaos seemed to be on the verge of breaking out.