Having many handsome men means no worries; pampering them all keeps me in good spirits.

Green Medicine carefully took his pulse, then took out two silver needles from her waist and pricked his wrist. She said softly, "His tendons are severed. I will use the silver needles to set them back together and he will be fully recovered."

In just a moment, Liang Cheng's tendons were reattached. He rotated his wrist and it was completely restored!

He knelt down with a thud before the green medicine: "Young lady, you are truly a divine physician! I will never forget your great kindness!"

Green Medicine quickly waved her hand and said, "No need, no need. If you want to thank someone, thank the Emperor!"

Liang Cheng turned around and kowtowed to Jiang Qingyan, his eyes filled with tears, saying, "How fortunate I am to have met Your Majesty!"

Jiang Qingyan pouted, "Get up quickly. A grown man crying and wiping away tears all the time, isn't that making a fool of yourself? Right now, I have important matters that I need you to do."

Liang Cheng quickly stood up, his face serious, and said, "Your Majesty, please give any order, and this humble subject's hands can do anything!"

Jiang Qingyan bent down and took out paper and pen from the bundle on the ground. She casually found a stone to stand on and carefully drew a few patterns before handing them to Liang Cheng.

Jiang Qingyan said mysteriously, "I'll have Ling Feng get you some gold in a bit. Make these according to these designs, and once they're done, have Ling Feng give them to me immediately."

Liang Cheng took the blueprints and examined them carefully. He patted his chest confidently and said, "Your Majesty, rest assured, this humble subject can complete the entire project in just one hour!"

Jiang Qingyan nodded in satisfaction, then strode towards the bedroom with Lvyao.

"Your Majesty, Liang Cheng's tendons look like they were injured by the Frost Sword," Green Medicine said softly.

Jiang Qingyan asked in confusion, "What is the Frost Sword?"

Green Medicine frowned, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes. "The Frost Sword is an ancient treasure sword that the Sword Saint Yuan Lie personally forged from black iron a hundred years ago. Its blade is extremely thin. Look at Liang Cheng's tendons, they are all severed, but there is not even a scar on his wrist. Only the Frost Sword can do that."

Jiang Qingyan said with great interest, "The Frost Sword is so powerful, I would like to have one myself."

Green Medicine pursed her lips. "That day, I saw the Frost Sword in King Xia's bedchamber..."

Jiang Qingyan paused, wondering if it was the Xia King who had stabbed Liang Cheng. Considering the wooden carvings in the Xia King's palace… everything was starting to get interesting…

Upon arriving at the palace gate, Jiang Qingyan let out a long sigh, composed herself, and gently pushed open the gate with a smile.

Mo Ting was sitting sideways on the chaise longue, lost in thought, his brows furrowed, and he hadn't touched the food on the table.

Jiang Qingyan quickly walked up to Mo Ting and patted his shoulder, asking worriedly, "Mo Ting, what's wrong? Why aren't you having breakfast?"

Hearing Jiang Qingyan's voice, Mo Ting immediately snapped out of his reverie. With a mournful expression, he muttered, "Where did my husband go? I woke up to find him gone, and I can't find you anywhere..."

Hearing this, Jiang Qingyan chuckled and leaned down to kiss Mo Ting's lips. "So my Mo Ting missed me."

Mo Ting looked up at Jiang Qingyan and nodded seriously, "Husband, could you please not leave me while I'm asleep next time? I'm very scared..."

Mo Ting didn't say the rest, but Jiang Qingyan understood. Now that Mo Ting had lost his memory and only knew that she was his only family, he was actually very insecure and afraid of losing her…

Jiang Qingyan put her arm around Mo Ting's shoulder, gently kissed his forehead, and said with guilt in her eyes, "I'm sorry, I just had to take care of something. I saw you were sleeping so soundly, so I didn't have the heart to wake you. Don't overthink it. I'll never leave you again..."

Hearing Jiang Qingyan's explanation, Mo Ting smiled with satisfaction, then wrapped his arms around Jiang Qingyan's waist and tilted his head back to kiss her lips.

Seeing that Mo Ting was no longer depressed, Jiang Qingyan quickly responded to his kiss, which was very passionate.

The two engaged in a long, passionate kiss before reluctantly parting ways. Jiang Qingyan kissed Mo Ting's nose again and said softly, "Alright, since you're not angry anymore, let's eat something. I'll feel bad if you get hungry."

Mo Ting pursed his lips, a blush creeping onto his face. He took Jiang Qingyan's hand and whispered, "My husband, sit beside me and we'll eat together."

Jiang Qingyan affectionately patted Mo Ting's head, "Okay, let's eat together, and after we eat, I'll take you out for a walk to relax."

After the two had breakfast, Jiang Qingyan held Mo Ting's hand and strolled around the palace. Unknowingly, they came to a stone cave with the words "Tianquan" written on it.

Jiang Qingyan beckoned a guard to come over and casually asked, "Where is this place?"

Upon seeing that the visitor was the Emperor, the guard immediately knelt down and paid his respects: "Your Majesty, long live the Emperor! Your Majesty, this is your private hot spring."

Jiang Qingyan explored the original owner's memories and found that this was indeed a hot spring, but only the late emperor had ever come to bathe in it before; she had never been inside.

Jiang Qingyan waved her hand, signaling the guards to stand up, and then took Mo Ting's hand and started walking into the Heavenly Spring.

The guard glanced at Mo Ting behind Jiang Qingyan, then quickly stepped in front of her, bowing and saying, "Your Majesty, this spring is for Your Majesty only; no one else is allowed to enter..."

Jiang Qingyan glanced at the guard and said coldly, "Oh? Who made this rule?"

The guard replied, "Your Majesty, this is a rule passed down through generations of emperors."

Jiang Qingyan snorted coldly, "Is that so? But this world belongs to me now, and my rules are the only rules! If you think only the late emperor's words matter, then I'll send you to serve the late emperor, shall I?"

The guard trembled at these words and quickly stepped aside to respectfully open the stone door for Jiang Qingyan.

Seeing that the guard did not object, Jiang Qingyan did not punish him. Instead, she took Mo Ting's hand and strode into Tianquan.

Inside, there were more than a dozen hot spring pools of various sizes, each with a different benefit written on its side, all steaming hot.

Jiang Qingyan chose a pool with a sign that said it had beauty and skin-nourishing effects, and looked at Mo Ting with a smile, saying, "Mo Ting, why don't you soak in this one?"

Mo Ting stared at the pool and said softly, "But the guard just said that only the Emperor can bathe in this hot spring. Why don't you bathe in it, my husband? I'll stay here with you."

Jiang Qingyan gently flicked Mo Ting's nose with her index finger. "So, are you going to listen to me, or the guards?"

Mo Ting pursed her lips, "I'll listen to my husband..."

Jiang Qingyan curled her lips and whispered in Mo Ting's ear, "Then take off your clothes."

Upon hearing this, Mo Ting's ears instantly turned red with embarrassment, and his heart began to race for some reason. He gently untied the sashes and began to remove his clothes piece by piece...

Seeing Mo Ting's perfectly muscular physique, Jiang Qingyan couldn't help but widen her eyes and swallow hard.

Seeing Jiang Qingyan's lecherous look, Mo Ting chuckled, "Why don't you take off your clothes and soak with me, my husband?"