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

Chu Xingyao communicated with Cola using her consciousness again, a hint of concern flashing in her eyes.

"Cola, how's Changsheng?"

"Miss, his tendons have been reattached, the rotten flesh has been removed, and I gave him a sip of spiritual spring water. He is recovering rapidly now. He will be fully recovered in a month."

Cola's voice carried a hint of pride.

"Hmm, Cola is great. Don't wake him up for the first fifteen days; just keep him asleep."

A resolute glint flashed in Chu Xingyao's eyes, and her voice carried an undeniable firmness.

"Miss, he can't see anything inside the space," Cola said, somewhat puzzled.

“We can’t take that risk. I’ll buy a yard nearby in fifteen days, then he can move around.”

Chu Xingyao's voice carried a hint of anticipation; she had already made plans for Changsheng's future.

“Yes, Miss.” Cola’s voice carried a hint of respect; he had no doubt about Chu Xingyao’s wisdom and decisiveness.

Imperial Garden - Plum Garden

In the winter, the plum blossoms in the Imperial Garden of the palace are in full bloom, filling the air with their fragrance.

Inside the garden, a group of ladies dressed in fine clothes gathered together, their laughter and chatter sounding particularly lively in the cold air.

Some held heaters, some whispered, and some laughed loudly, all enjoying the rare warmth of the winter sun.

Chu Xinglan walked gracefully through the crowd, her hair styled in a simple yet elegant bun, adorned with a few plum blossom hairpins that complemented the plum blossoms in the garden.

With a smile, she apologized to the guests around her: "I'm sorry everyone, Lan'er is late."

Her voice was gentle and soothing, like a spring breeze, instantly winning people's favor.

The Fifth Princess, Jun Xirou, was even more radiant today. Her golden palace dress shone brightly in the sunlight, and the golden hairpin on her head made her look even more luxurious and imposing.

She laughed and said, "It's not too late! Oh! Why are you the only one here? Where's your good-for-nothing sister? Is she too ashamed to show her face?"

Before she finished speaking, the air around her seemed to freeze.

Hearing everyone call Chu Xingyao a good-for-nothing, Chu Xinglan was secretly delighted, but on the surface she pretended to be aggrieved and replied softly:

"Sister, she might still be angry with Lan'er."

She was secretly pleased with herself, but on the surface she put on a pitiful look, which made people feel sorry for her.

"What's there to be angry about! You and my third brother are in love, and that shameless Chu Xingyao actually tried to interfere."

In her anger, Jun Xirou's voice became sharp and piercing, drawing the attention of the surrounding guests who began to whisper among themselves.

At this moment, Ye Qin, the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Yongyi, also joined the battle.

She wore a bright green jacket and a pale white skirt, with a gold belt around her waist, giving her a fresh and refined appearance, but her words were sharp and sarcastic.

"That good-for-nothing dares to dream of becoming the Prince of Yan? Doesn't your General's Mansion have a mirror?"

Her words were full of disdain and contempt, as if Chu Xingyao's name had become a laughing stock.

One of the women, dressed in a pink palace gown, went even further, chuckling softly:

"I wonder if Miss Chu's outfit this time will still be red and green."

Her voice carried a clear mockery, as if she disdained Chu Xingyao's taste.

Another woman covered her mouth and chuckled, then continued:

"Last time I was dressed in all red and green, chasing after the Prince of Yan, and a lot of people saw me, haha."

Her words were full of sarcasm, as if Chu Xingyao's embarrassment was their greatest pleasure.

Another young lady chimed in, "Haha, how could the legitimate daughter of the Zhennan General's Mansion be so despicable?"

Before she could finish speaking, the laughter around her intensified, making Chu Xingyao feel utterly ashamed.

Before she could finish speaking, someone exclaimed, "Wow, which family's young lady in red is that?"

Everyone looked up and saw the girl walking forward unhurriedly, like a flame in the snow, or a plum blossom in the frost.

A crimson satin jacket embroidered with gold butterflies and flowers, a narrow silver jacket, a jade-green satin skirt with scattered flowers, and red sheepskin boots with gold-embroidered cloud patterns.

This outfit was already quite luxurious, but on this young girl, it looked as if the luxury was something she was born with.

The women who had previously mocked her now wore various expressions: some were surprised, some were jealous, and some were incredulous.

They never imagined that this "good-for-nothing" they had mocked would possess such stunning beauty.

Because this person was none other than Chu Xingyao, whom they had just mocked. Upon closer inspection, she had a graceful figure and snow-white skin, like a flawless piece of jade.

Her cascading hair was held up by a jade rabbit holding a fragrant hairpin, the hairpin adorned with a fine mutton-fat jade rabbit embracing a begonia flower.

This made her look like a fairy descended to earth, with a slight smile on her lips and two deep dimples, making her even more charming.

Just then, someone said, "Truly worthy of being called the most beautiful woman in Dongjing Kingdom, she's so beautiful!"

Her appearance made all the ridicule and whispers seem insignificant in the face of her elegant and refined demeanor.

She was Chu Xingyao, the legitimate daughter of the Zhennan General's Mansion, and a renowned beauty throughout the Dongjing Kingdom.

At this moment, a girl with exceptional beauty and extraordinary temperament walked up to Chu Xingyao, her eyes sparkling with innocent light.

Her voice was sweet and lovely: "Sister, you are so beautiful. Are you Chu Xingyao, the most beautiful woman in Dongjing Kingdom?" Her voice was filled with admiration and curiosity.

Chu Xingyao smiled slightly, her smile as warm and gentle as the spring sun.

"I dare not claim to be the most beautiful woman. My name is Chu Xingyao. What is your name?" Her voice was like a clear mountain spring, pure and melodious.

The girl smiled gently, her eyes crinkling into crescents, a hint of playfulness in her smile: "My name is Jun Xiaoxiao, I haven't reached the age of marriage yet, sister, you are so beautiful."

Her praise was so sincere that it was impossible not to be moved.

Chu Xingyao nodded gently, her gaze soft: "You are beautiful too, Princess."

She thought of this princess, the only daughter of the Prince of Huainan, Princess Fuxi Jun Xiaoxiao, whose fate was inextricably linked to her own.

Jun Xiaoxiao later married Yu Shi'an, the newly appointed top scholar in the imperial examination. However, Yu Shi'an still harbored feelings for his beloved, and a year after their marriage, Jun Xiaoxiao tragically passed away.

Jun Xiaoxiao shook her head; she didn't like those cumbersome titles.

"Don't call me Princess, just call me Xiaoxiao, or Sister Xingyao." Her voice held a hint of pleading.

A complex emotion welled up in Chu Xingyao's heart as she recalled her past life.

This little girl kept advising her not to like the Prince of Yan, telling her that her uncle, Jun Jiuxiao, was the good person.

But at that time, her heart was entirely with the Prince of Yan, and she ignored Jun Xiaoxiao's advice, even developing a dislike for her.

Thinking of all this, Chu Xingyao felt a pang of guilt: "Okay, you can call me Sister Yao'er, and I'll call you Xiaoxiao." Her voice carried a hint of gentleness and apology.