The weak prince's queen

"Princess, I have brought the people to you. Please decide how to arrange them. If there are still not enough people, I will arrange more for you." Nanny Liu led the two people to Chu Xiyue's room and reported to her respectfully.

Chu Xiyue smiled and nodded: "Okay, thank you, Ma'am. Then you can come over."

They both quickly responded, "Yes, Princess."

Chu Xiyue looked at them, pointed at the materials and tools on the table, and gave detailed instructions: "You should cut the wood into the same size according to this measurement, and then carve it on the wood according to what I wrote."

"Yes, Princess." After receiving the order, the two immediately set to work. One of them picked up the knife and skillfully cut the wood into the same size, while the other carefully imitated the words written by Chu Xiyue and carved them.

Chu Xiyue stood aside and observed their movements carefully, giving guidance from time to time, and continued to write for the other person to imitate and carve.

"Princess, what do you think of this?" Soon, the first finished product was completed.

Chu Xiyue took it and looked at it, then nodded with satisfaction and said, "That's right, just follow this pattern, four of the same for each."

Hearing Chu Xiyue's praise, the two worked even harder. As time went by, more and more finished products were produced, and Chu Xiyue's face also showed a gratified smile.

As expected, every profession has its own expertise, and every different profession is like a different world! In just one day, they successfully completed the task assigned by Chu Xiyue.

"Princess, everything has been completed. Please have a look." The two men reported to Chu Xiyue respectfully.

Chu Xiyue picked up each one and examined it carefully, nodded with satisfaction, and praised: "Very good, very good, Dong'er, there is a reward, you have worked hard."

Dong'er immediately gave each of them some silver as a reward.

"Thank you, Princess. This is what we should do. If there is nothing else, we will take our leave." The two of them bowed and turned to leave.

"Okay." Chu Xiyue responded with a smile.

"Wow...Princess, what are these?" Dong'er stared at the wooden blocks curiously and asked in confusion.

"These are called mahjong, and they are very interesting." Chu Xiyue introduced them enthusiastically.

"Mahjong?" Dong'er looked confused, not quite understanding.

"Anyway, it's really fun, but it's still a little short of perfection. It would be even better if it could be painted." Chu Xiyue said with some regret.

"Okay! I'll go ask Aunt Liu right away." After Dong'er said that, she quickly ran out to find Aunt Liu.

After a long while, Dong'er came back panting and holding a jar.

"Princess, this is the dye given by Aunt Liu." Dong'er said happily.

Upon hearing this, Chu Xiyue's eyes sparkled as she walked over, excited like a child. "Wow, it really exists! Ancient plant dyeing! That's amazing!" Impatiently, she dipped her brush into the dye and carefully applied it to the backs of the mahjong tiles. She applied the dye meticulously, ensuring each tile was evenly colored. When she was finished, she neatly arranged the tiles aside to dry.

"Dong'er, once these mahjong tiles are done tomorrow, we can have fun! Besides, this is much more fun than playing Landlord." Chu Xiyue said to Dong'er excitedly.

"Now that Princess says that, I'm also looking forward to it." Dong'er responded with a smile.

Chu Xiyue looked at the row of mahjong in front of her with joy, her heart filled with anticipation and joy.

"Okay, let's rest early today. Tomorrow we will go to play with the prince." Chu Xiyue said, with excitement shining in her eyes.

"Okay." Dong'er nodded with a smile.

Chu Xiyue slowly lay down on the bed.

However, when she closed her eyes, her thoughts drifted away. She remembered that it had been a while since she arrived in ancient times, and she couldn't help but think about her modern life. She wondered how her modern self was doing, and whether everything was okay. She worried about whether Lin Ruoxue was possessing her body.

In modern times, Chu Xiyue lay quietly on the bed, motionless.

The room was filled with the faint smell of medicine. Medical instruments hung on the wall, emitting faint sounds. An anxious figure sat beside the bed. It was Chu Xiyue's agent, Sister Le. Her eyes were filled with worry and uneasiness. She held Chu Xiyue's hand tightly and called her name softly.

"Doctor, how long will Xiyue remain in this coma?" Sister Le turned her head and looked at the doctor standing beside her, her voice choked with sobs.

The doctor frowned and shook his head, indicating that he couldn't be sure. His eyes fell on Chu Xiyue, and he said solemnly, "I don't know. It depends on her luck and when she can wake up."

Hearing the doctor's words, Sister Le's eyes suddenly became moist, and tears slid down her cheeks. Her lips trembled and she murmured to herself: "Xiyue, please wake up soon..."