After giving birth to twins, the princess became pregnant again, and the royal uncle took care of he

A flicker of surprise crossed Emperor Changping's eyes, quickly replaced by intense interest:

"Oh? There is a woman who can make the eleventh prince so infatuated? I am quite curious."

"May I ask whose daughter you are? When will I bestow a marriage upon you?"

A sly glint flashed in Jun Jiuxiao's eyes. He knew that this game had only just begun.

“Your Majesty, she has not yet agreed to marry me. This matter needs to be considered carefully.”

Emperor Changping laughed heartily, clearly finding the King of War's words quite amusing:

"Very well, I'll be waiting to hear your good news. Eleventh Prince, don't keep me waiting too long."

Jun Jiuxiao bowed slightly, his tone carrying an undeniable determination: "Your Majesty, I will certainly not fail your expectations."

The discussions in the court gradually subsided, but a question remained in everyone's mind:

Who exactly is this woman whom the War King cherishes so much?

The discussions in the court gradually subsided, but a question remained in everyone's mind:

"Who exactly is this woman whom the War King cherishes so much?"

This question, like a seed, took root and sprouted in everyone's heart, and as time passed, it quietly spread through the streets and alleys of Kyoto.

The news spread like wildfire throughout Kyoto.

Teahouses, restaurants, and markets—everywhere you could hear people whispering about the War King's sachet.

Women who usually enjoy gossiping have made this topic even more popular.

They sat together, exchanging various rumors, trying to piece together the outline of the mysterious woman.

"Have you heard? The War King actually wore a sachet given to him by a woman during the court assembly!"

"I can't believe it," a woman said excitedly, her eyes sparkling with gossip.

"Yes, yes, I also heard that the design of that sachet is very special, and it wasn't made by the palace embroiderers."

Another woman chimed in, her tone tinged with envy.

"I wonder which family's young lady she is, that she could win the heart of the War King so much."

A third woman joined the discussion, her face full of curiosity.

In the academy, the young students were also very interested in this rumor.

They sat around the desk, flipping through ancient books and discussing the War King's sachet.

"The War King is known for his calmness; I never expected him to have such a tender side," a scholar remarked.

"Yes, the story behind this sachet must be very touching."

Another scholar echoed this sentiment. The news also caused quite a stir within the nobleman's residence.

The young ladies from wealthy and noble families began to secretly compare themselves, hoping that they would be the ones to win the heart of the War King.

"If only I were the one the War King admired," a noblewoman thought, a blush creeping onto her face.

"Stop dreaming. The War King has such high standards, why would he look down on us?"

Another young lady splashed cold water on the road. This topic was constantly being brought up in every corner of Kyoto.

Everyone was speculating about who that mysterious woman was, and what kind of charm she possessed that made the War King cherish her so much.

This mystery, like a veil of secrecy, hangs over the entire city of Kyoto, arousing both curiosity and anticipation.

The owner of the sachet, Chu Xingyao, was standing in the main hall of Baohe Hall, holding a roll of blueprints in her hand.

These drawings were made with a special ink and paper, with clear lines and exquisite details, resembling modern blueprints.

Her gaze was focused and determined as she explained the renovation plan for "Baohetang" to Doctor Li and Banxia in detail.

"This will be a pharmacy. We need to set up multiple medicine cabinets to store herbs according to their properties and uses."

Chu Xingyao pointed to an area on the drawing, her finger gently sliding across the drawing, every detail carefully considered.

Doctor Li and Banxia stared at the blueprints, their eyes filled with astonishment. They had never seen such a detailed and modern plan before, a far cry from the traditional pharmacies they were familiar with.

"Next is the wards. We need to ensure that each ward has good ventilation and lighting, and that the beds are separated by partitions to ensure the patients' privacy."

Chu Xingyao continued to explain, her eyes sparkling with anticipation for the future.

Banxia couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, "Miss Chu, these ideas are so avant-garde! How did you come up with them?"

Chu Xingyao smiled slightly, but felt a little bitter inside.

She couldn't tell them that these design concepts came from her memories of China, a place where technology and medicine were highly advanced.

There, the hospital is not only a place to treat diseases, but also a place to focus on the physical and mental health of patients.

"I also plan to set up an operating room, which is where complex surgeries are performed and requires absolute cleanliness and sterilization. I'll teach you the specific sterilization methods later."

Chu Xingyao continued, her voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of nostalgia.

Dr. Li was dumbfounded: "Operating room? I've never heard of such a thing before, Miss Chu. You are truly knowledgeable."

Chu Xingyao gently shook her head, a hint of sadness flickering in her eyes:

"These are some of the things I learned while traveling to various countries, and I hope they can bring some new changes to our 'Baohetang'."

What she didn't say was that this knowledge didn't come from her travels, but from the memories of the world she had once lived in.

In that world, hospitals were sacred places for saving lives, and doctors and nurses were respected professions.

She hopes to bring those advanced concepts here and make "Baohetang" a truly modern medical institution.

"We also need to set up separate clinics for internal medicine and surgery so that we can treat different diseases more professionally."

Chu Xingyao continued to explain, pointing out various areas on the drawing with her fingers.

Doctor Li and Banxia nodded repeatedly, their admiration for Chu Xingyao evident in their expressions.

They knew that under Chu Xingyao's leadership, Baohetang would usher in a new era.

Chu Xingyao silently vowed to build "Baohe Hall" into a place that could save more lives, even if she couldn't directly mention China.

But she will use her own methods to integrate those advanced medical concepts into this world, bringing health and hope to the people here.

Chu Xingyao stood in the hall of "Baohetang", looking around, her heart filled with anticipation for the future.

Her gaze fell on the walls that were about to be demolished and rebuilt, imagining that a month later this place would become a modern medical facility.

She turned to the worker in charge of the renovation, who had been specially recommended by her older brother, Chu Xingchi, and therefore treated her with great respect.

The worker bowed and respectfully answered Chu Xingyao's question: "Miss Chu, the Spring Festival is just around the corner, so we won't be able to work in the meantime. It will probably take about a month to finish the renovation."

His voice carried a hint of apology, because the Spring Festival holiday would delay the project's progress.

Chu Xingyao nodded, indicating her understanding: "A month is fine too."

She knew that the Spring Festival was the most important traditional festival, and everyone needed to rest and reunite, so she did not insist on shortening the construction period.

She was more concerned with the quality of the project than its speed.

Then, Chu Xingyao turned to Doctor Li and Banxia, ​​who were the backbone of "Baohetang" and had always worked diligently.

She said gently, "You two should take a good rest this month. You'll be busy once the business opens." Her words revealed her care and consideration for the two of them.

Doctor Li and Banxia exchanged a glance, then answered in unison, "Yes."

Their voices were filled with gratitude; Chu Xingyao's thoughtfulness warmed their hearts.

They knew that once Po Wo Tong reopened, there would be more patients and busier work, so this month's rest was very precious to them.

Chu Xingyao smiled, her eyes filled with anticipation for the future of "Baohetang".

After saying that, Chu Xingyao gently straightened her sleeves and left "Baohetang" with a feeling of satisfaction and anticipation.