After the system set its sights on the dragon throne, the princess started courting death every day.

Xu Youren listened quietly.

Xiang An stared blankly at the floor tiles, seemingly not wanting him to speak, and continued, "He replied: 'If I don't become a doctor, can't I do something else? If I'm still young when the world is free of disease, with hands and feet, and literate, I'll take the imperial examination; if I'm old, I'll go home to enjoy my grandchildren and the bliss of family life.'"

“This man is magnanimous, far surpassing my own.” Xu Youren bowed slightly in the air. “I do not know his name, but I would like to meet such a knowledgeable person.”

"I don't know." Xiang An certainly knew who it was, but she couldn't say. Otherwise, how could she explain a name that didn't even exist in this world?

"It's truly a pity." Xu Youren shook his head slightly, regretting that he had missed an opportunity to make a good teacher and friend. He then changed the subject, "If the princess really wants her to stand up, it will probably require a huge amount of silver and several years of top-quality medicinal herbs, but..."

"Just what?"

"It might not look good when I walk like this in the future..."

"Is there no other way to remedy this?"

Unwilling to give up, Xiang An pressed his advantage, wanting to fight for Xiao Ru again. Under the expectant gaze, Xu Youren shook his head and cruelly said, "Your humble servant is incompetent."

She gently closed her eyes, exhaled, opened them, and opened the box by the bedside, taking out a key: "This is the key to the princess's treasury. You may take whatever you want or need without me having to ask. I have only one request—please heal her."

“Princess, there’s no need for that. As you said, there is no disease in the world. It is my duty as a physician to treat Xiao Ru. I will not hesitate to do whatever is needed.”

Xu Youren neither accepted nor dared to accept it.

Xiang An didn't force him, waved for him to leave, and lay on the bed calling out to the system: "The systems in novels either have all sorts of abilities or all sorts of items. What use are you besides making me start over, punishing me, threatening me, and trapping me?"

【…】

"Not saying anything? That means you're not saying anything, right?" Xiang An chuckled self-deprecatingly. "That's true. I didn't even know when you came out, so how could I have the right to ask you these questions?"

The system suddenly displayed: 【This system saved Fu Qing's innocence.】

"So you can also save Xiaoru's leg?"

This system will not provide you with a second assistance.

Moonlight shone on the windowpane, and amidst the soft breathing sounds, the shadows cast by the window frame on the ground were neat and square, one after another.

When the wind blows, the shadows of leaves dance in the square grid, and the messy arrangement becomes annoying out of nowhere.

"...How much energy do you have left? How many times can you restart the game?"

[Host, some people never get a second chance in their entire lives, but you have had many.]

“…………I understand.” Xiang An paused. “The mission isn’t finished yet, and I don’t want to die.”

The wind rose again, ruffling the leaves and scattering the shadows.

The days spent recuperating at home were boring, but to my surprise, a mysterious bundle would appear at the gate of the mansion every day, containing mostly rare medicines that promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis.

At first, everyone thought it was a prank, but as time went on, rumors spread and people discussed it privately.

So the princess's residence secretly arranged for people to catch this person and teach him a lesson. However, after several attempts, not only did they fail to catch him, but they also caught one of their own people each time.

"Princess." Xiao Ling ran over carrying her bundle.

She was the timid little maid who frantically called for the imperial physician that day, and now Xiang An has temporarily brought her to serve him.

Xiang An looked up from her book: "The mystery gift package for today has arrived?"

"coming."

Xiao Ling didn't know what the strange "mysterious gift package" Xiang An had mentioned was, but she didn't ask any questions. She obediently untied the package, revealing the bottles and jars inside, and said worriedly, "Princess, these medicines are of unknown origin. If we just apply them like this, will it..."

Xiang An shook his head: "It's alright, I know who sent the medicine."

Xiao Ling: "Who?"

Xiang An: "You don't need to ask any more questions."

"Why?" Xiao Ling hurriedly covered her mouth. "This servant...this servant was too talkative."

"It's alright. You may leave." Xiang An didn't want to explain too much to her. She wasn't Xiao Ru, and they weren't close enough to confide in each other.

"Yes." Xiao Ling bowed and left the room.

From a pile of bottles and jars, Xiang An picked up the only jade porcelain bottle, opened it, and smelled the familiar scent of Lingnan plaster.

Few people in the entire Yuan Kingdom possess Lingnan Ointment, yet this person delivered it so casually. Either this person doesn't care about the medicine, or this person is unable to enter the princess's residence for some reason and cannot secretly deliver it.

However, the fact that everyone in the Princess's residence was able to capture the person despite their combined efforts was enough to demonstrate that this person was extremely capable. It was as if a small door in the Princess's residence could stump him.

not necessarily.

So you don't care about this medicine? Do you really think of her as a garbage dump?

Who throws away trash containing only carefully selected, high-quality plasters?

Touching the smooth, rounded body of the jade bottle, Xiang An recalled Fu Qingbai sitting quietly in front of the fire, tending the flames.

Unfortunately, his memory has been erased by the system, and the two of them are now completely unfamiliar with each other, except for rumors. Therefore, it's impossible that he was the one who delivered the medicine.

Therefore, the only person who could possibly deliver the medicine is Xiang Xin.

The two are related by blood, they are siblings, so it is reasonable for him to deliver medicine. However, this raises a new question: why didn't he deliver it openly, but instead secretly left it at the door?

To be honest, these days she's been preoccupied with Xiao Ru and recovering from her injuries, completely forgetting that she was punished alongside the perverted Xiang Xin that day.

She was beaten so badly afterwards, I wonder how badly Xiang Xin was beaten.

You see, the first person she needs to deal with to complete her mission is the Emperor, and the second person is Xiang Xin. These are two people she can't avoid no matter what.

Faced with Xiang Xin, this perverted brother, Xiang An could only think of three ways: First, win his heart and make him unconditionally favor his sister; second, find his weakness and control him; third, kill him.

To be fair, the third method is the simplest. She has killed the emperor, who is protected by many guards, so how could killing a prince be more difficult than killing the emperor?

But if Xiang Xin is killed, and the eldest son of the legitimate wife is no longer there to keep order, the other princes will inevitably start fighting for the throne. Will there be another battle for the throne among the six princes that happened in the last round?

This time it will probably be more intense and more brutal, and she will surely have a harder time completing the mission.

If we can't kill him after weighing the pros and cons, then there are only two options left.

With a sigh, she put down the jade porcelain bottle and made up her mind, thinking to herself, "Whether it's the medicine you sent or not, I will use this as an excuse to see you."

Judging by the time, chaos will soon erupt at the border, and Fu Qingbai, the male protagonist at the center of the rumors, will have to leave the capital for the border.

That will be the time for her to begin her mission.

And most importantly—investigate the mastermind behind the poisoning of the original body.

Although a long time has passed, she has not forgotten the culprit who caused her to travel through time.

A gentleman takes his revenge even after ten years, let alone a woman.