A crown princess who doesn't do infrastructure construction isn't a good doctor.

The wound has already scabbed over, so there's no need to apply medicine anymore, but the dried blood that's still on it still needs to be wiped off.

Using tweezers to hold cotton balls soaked in alcohol, Qin Suiyou wanted Beitang Yan to do it himself, but seeing his silly appearance, Qin Suiyou was worried that he would wipe off the scabs that had already formed. However, thinking that Beitang Yan had gotten the injury while trying to protect himself, Qin Suiyou patiently waited.

How do we deal with that "white-cut chicken" (a type of boiled chicken)?

"Ok?"

Qin Suiyou looked up in confusion.

"What 'white-cut chicken'?"

"That's the bastard who wields the whip."

With a furrowed brow, Qin Suiyou, seeing that his palms were almost clean, threw the soiled cotton into the disposal tray and put down the tweezers.

Who taught you to describe people like that?

After losing his memory, Beitang Yan's mind was mostly as pure as a child's. The environment he was in was also relatively simple. If no one had said anything, he probably wouldn't have been able to learn these abstract and derogatory adjectives on his own. Although there was a possibility that he was influenced by his memories before losing his memory, Qin Suiyou subconsciously ignored that factor.

Without even recalling, Beitang Yan blurted out, "I just heard Chen Xiaodong say that that bastard is a 'white-skinned chicken,' he never dared to act recklessly in front of me before, and he also said that he's just a... bullying 'quail.'"

It's all about chickens, eggs, and birds, but it doesn't describe anything like a person. Sure enough, teenagers this age often have some adolescent rebellion.

"Xiaodong, right?"

Beitang Yan nodded honestly.

Thinking about successful cases of educating rebellious children, Qin Suiyou sifted through his mind to see which ones he could teach Uncle Ma, who was like a father to Chen Xiaodong, so that he could put them into practice on the children of this world.

"Okay, I got it. Go wash your face."

Beitang Yan raised his left hand, revealing his palm.

"It's not healed yet."

Qin Suiyou ignored it.

"You can wash it with one hand."

Beitang Yan waited there for a while, and seeing that Qin Suiyou still hadn't changed his mind, he got up and went to wash his face, looking back every few steps.

After sitting in the small hall for a while, Beitang Yan came over after washing his face. Whether he did it on purpose or not, his clothes and cuffs were wet. He didn't even bother to change his clothes. When Qin Suiyou looked closely, he noticed that there were still some soap residue on his temples.

"you……"

Just as Qin Suiyou was about to give a lecture, the gatekeeper came to deliver a message, saying that the princess's personal maid, Youtan, had brought some things over.

First, he sent someone to bring Youtan in. Then Qin Suiyou said to Beitang Yan, "Your clothes are so wet, go change them. Remember to wipe your temples in front of the mirror. I'll check on you later."

Beitang Yan didn't think there was anything wrong with it, or perhaps he had some other purpose. In short, he didn't want to go anymore, but in the end, he was driven away by two looks from Qin Suiyou.

Yu Tan walked gracefully in, followed by two maids carrying things.

"This servant greets Your Majesty."

"Hmm, no need for formalities. Did Mother send Miss Youtan to deliver a message?"

Yu Tan stood up and beckoned the two maids behind her to come forward.

"The fabric that the Princess Consort asked you to choose has been made into a garment. Originally, the Princess Consort planned to deliver it to you personally tomorrow, but she suddenly received an invitation from Princess Yong'an to host a flower viewing banquet. The invitation clearly stated that she wanted you to attend the banquet in three days. The Princess Consort thought that you could wear this new garment to the banquet, and since there might be something that didn't fit, she instructed me to bring it to you as soon as possible so that any alterations could be made."

Qin Suiyou nodded and said, "Mother, you've gone to a lot of trouble. I'll trouble Miss Youtan to convey my thanks to you when she gets back."

With her eyes lowered, You Tan readily replied, "This servant has remembered."

Then, Qin Suiyou picked up the clothes on the tray and looked at them.

"I have a good eye for size, and these clothes fit me well. So, are these obviously oversized ones prepared for the young master?"

“That’s right. After you decided on the material, the princess instructed the embroiderer to use the same material to make the crown prince’s clothes.”

Looking at the clothes in colors that were quite different from those in Beitang Yan's wardrobe, Qin Suiyou said, "I don't think he has many of these colors in his wardrobe. What if he doesn't like them?"

Upon hearing this, Udumbara's lips curled into a forced smile, which Qin Suiyou noticed.

"Your Highness has already considered this. Now that the Prince listens to you, he will certainly not waste these clothes as long as you give the word."

With his index finger tapping idly on the table, Qin Suiyou said, "My mother has found me a job."

After Youtan left, Qin Suiyou summoned Du Ruo, who was preparing to serve dinner.

"Go to Li Yuanyuan's place later to get some Lindera root, aconite, and cloves, and soak all these clothes in it."

Du Ruo was unaware of what had happened. Looking at the two piles of clothes, she asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with these clothes? If there is, just throw them away."

Shaking his head, Qin Suiyou said helplessly, "No need to throw it away. This was made by my mother. I need to wear it to some flower-viewing banquet in three days."

"Then...soaking those medicinal herbs is..."

Du Ruo was a little confused. Those medicinal herbs weren't for detoxification, and they weren't usually used to soak clothes. She was very curious about Qin Suiyou's instructions.

Knowing what Du Ruo was thinking, Qin Suiyou explained it to her.

"There were no poisons or anything like that on it. It was just some very cold-natured herbs that I soaked in, but they didn't really affect me. After a normal soaking, the medicinal properties would be gone. I just thought that since I was feeling really unwell, I would just soak some cold-dispelling herbs in it for some psychological comfort."

Upon hearing this, Du Ruo wasn't too worried, but she still frowned and asked, "The extreme cold harms a woman's body. This is a despicable tactic that women in the inner quarters often use when vying for favor. But its effect on a man's body is almost negligible. Why would anyone want to use it on you?"

"This simple thing certainly won't affect me, but as long as the clothes haven't been in water for a short period of time, and some of the medicinal herbs inside react with other substances, it can cause harm to the body or even death, and neither men nor women can avoid it."

Du Ruo gasped.

"Could it be An..."

"Not her."

Having rejected this answer, Du Ruo couldn't think of any other candidates for the time being.

"Who could that be?"

With a rhythmic tapping of his index finger on the table, Qin Suiyou uttered six words in his clear voice.

"A person troubled by love."

Du Ruo's expression turned somewhat strange. After her doubts were answered, she immediately and neatly carried the two piles of clothes away, leaving the task of serving the dishes to the other girls.