That night.

Wuying entered the west wing in the backyard.

After all, he was still worried and wanted to see Mo Zhaohua give acupuncture with his own eyes.

Chu Xuanchi simply asked him to help her like he did in the Fuguogong Mansion.

Mo Zhaohua taught Wuying first. It was very simple: take out the needle, disinfect it, and pass the needle. That was all.

Chu Xuanchi took off his trousers and sat on the bed, leaning against the headboard. The festering wounds on his legs were shocking to see.

Mo Zhaohua took a silver needle and burned it over the candle flame to disinfect it. "Husband, Zhao Zhao is about to start. Are you nervous?"

Chu Xuanchi had a smile on his face, looking very relaxed, "I'm not nervous, but Wuying seems to be sweating."

Wuying's palms were sweating. "Master, please don't make fun of me. Princess, please don't be offended. I always do this."

Mo Zhaohua was looking for the acupuncture points on Chu Xuanchi's legs. "Don't be too nervous. This is my husband. I am still waiting for him to accompany me until old age."

While she was talking, she had already found the acupuncture point she wanted to pierce, inserted the silver needle in her hand accurately, and then slowly twisted it deeper.

Wuying thought it would take time to find the acupuncture points and insert the needles. He hadn't prepared new silver needles yet. Seeing this, he was stunned and just stood there, "So fast?"

Mo Zhaohua took the silver needle from the wooden box and said, "It could have been faster, but the injury on my husband's leg has a little impact. But we are not in a hurry."

Wuying also took out the needle and said, "I know why the master is not nervous anymore. The princess's acupuncture technique is more skilled than that of the imperial physician."

Chu Xuanchi chuckled, "It's not too late to know now. Be your medicine boy well. The princess's last medicine boy was me."

Wuying handed the sterilized silver needle in his hand to Mo Zhaohua, "Yes, Master, it is my honor to be the princess's medicine boy."

Mo Zhaohua was busy in the west wing for a long time before he finally stopped to rest. At this time, Chu Xuanchi's legs were already full of silver needles.

Chu Xuanchi felt distressed, "Is Zhao Zhao tired?"

Mo Zhaohua sat down on the edge of the bed, "It's not tiring, and it's not hard work."

Chu Xuanchi sighed, "It doesn't take physical effort, but it's extremely stressful mentally. It's obviously hard work."

Mo Zhaohua smiled sweetly, "As long as my husband can recover soon, it doesn't matter if I get hurt a little. I am happy with it."

Wuying listened to their conversation for a while before finding an opportunity to ask, "Princess, will the master need acupuncture every day from now on?"

"If conditions permit, it is best to give acupuncture once a day at the beginning of treatment, and the time can be adjusted later according to the treatment situation."

"The fewer people who know about this, the fewer people will know. From now on, my subordinates will be the medicine boys." Wuying didn't even plan to tell the other guards.

"You still have to boil the medicine every day. This is extremely important, and the treatment will take a long time. You are too busy to do it, so you should find someone to take turns to do it."

Mo Zhaohua was afraid that he would have to work hard alone, and she was also afraid that if he had other things to do, no one would be able to decoct the medicine for him. She was also worried about letting someone else do it.

Chu Xuanchi made a prompt decision, "Now that Yueying is back, let her do it together. She knows a lot more, and it will be more convenient for her to follow the princess in the future."

Wuying didn't take it all, "Okay, then Yueying and I will take turns from now on."

The three of them chatted for a while, and when the time was almost up, Mo Zhaohua pulled out the silver needle from Chu Xuanchi's leg and handed it to Wuying to clean, then took back the wooden box.

"That's all for today. You can go down and rest." Chu Xuanchi dismissed Wuying. "Why didn't Zhaozhao ask me how I felt about the treatment?"

While helping him change into his pajamas, Mo Zhaohua replied with a sweet smile, "It's only the first day, how can you feel so good, husband?"

"How long will it take before you can feel it?" Chu Xuanchi's skin was accidentally touched by her bare hand, and his body reacted slightly.

Mo Zhaohua didn't notice this. "If it can be combined with medication, some effect should be seen in a month."

"Only one month?" Chu Xuanchi pulled her into his arms emotionally, "My Zhao Zhao is truly a miracle doctor!"

Mo Zhaohua snuggled in his arms, "I don't care whether he is a miracle doctor or not. I just hope that I can help my husband stand up as soon as possible."

Chu Xuanchi lowered his head and kissed her lips, "Yes, I will stand up again and support Zhao Zhao."

***

The next day.

House of Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue.

Xue brought Mo Shuhua to see Old Madam Mo.

She was instigated by Zhao and wanted the old lady to help her daughter's marriage.

The old lady seemed a little embarrassed. "I have never been a matchmaker for anyone, how can I find a partner for Sister Shu?"

Xue came to Shangshu Mansion and said, "Shuhua was ruined by Yao Jie'er. Mother-in-law knows a lot of people. Shouldn't she help?"

Mo Shuhua pleaded pitifully, "Grandmother, please help your granddaughter. It would be best if you can win back Zhou Lang before the Spring Examination."

She still thinks about Zhou Shaotang. The closer the spring examination comes, the more anxious she becomes, fearing that he will pass the imperial examination and have more choices.

Madam Mo was helpless. "I have asked someone to inquire about it. The Zhou family used the excuse of preparing for the Spring Examination to not discuss marriage for the time being. I can't do anything about it."

Because she favored Mo Tao, the youngest son, she also had a little more sympathy for his daughter, and indeed made some efforts to arrange a marriage with the Zhou family.

Xue said, "Isn't Sister Yao going to marry into Prince Qi's palace as a concubine? She's also pregnant with the heir to the throne. Let her find a way. She is the culprit."

Mo Shuhua also agreed, "That's right, we can't let her get all the benefits while we have to bear all the troubles, right? She has to be responsible for me."

"Madam Liu, go and invite Sister Yao over." Old Madam Mo remembered what Mo Zhaohua said on the Mid-Autumn Festival, and she really started to plan.

Since Mo Yaohua is pregnant, it's easier to talk to her, so let her solve it. This is the trouble she caused in the first place.

Xue talked to the old lady for a while, and every word she said was about the difficulties of Mo Shuhua's marriage proposal, which gave the old lady a headache.

Fortunately, not long after, Mo Yaohua finally came in, holding his waist, supported by Jinqiu, "I wonder what grandma wants to talk to me about?"

Since her status was confirmed, she not only acted arrogantly in the Shangshu Mansion, but was also no longer as submissive in front of the old lady as before.

The old lady was already dissatisfied when she heard her tone, and her voice became colder, "Your aunt and cousin are here."

"Aunt, Shuhua." Mo Yaohua just greeted her perfunctorily and didn't even perform the most basic courtesy to Xue.

Xue took her status into consideration and endured it silently without getting angry. Mo Shuhua was young and energetic, so she didn't care about so many things.

"It's different when you're pregnant with the royal heir. You haven't even entered the palace yet, but you're already acting like a princess. Mother, why don't you get up and salute me?"

Mo Shuhua said this but did not stand up. She was just angry with Mo Yaohua and was deliberately being sarcastic and annoying.

Mo Yaohua sat down on the chair and said, "Sister, you misunderstood me. It's not that I don't want to perform the ceremony, but I'm just not feeling well. Please forgive me."

Mo Shuhua glanced at her belly and said, "Those who know you are three or four months pregnant, while those who don't know would think you are already ten months pregnant."

Mrs. Xue wanted to let her daughter vent, but she stopped her when she was almost done. "Shuhua, don't talk nonsense. We have something important to do today."

Mo Shuhua looked at Mo Yaohua, "You ruined my marriage and became a phoenix yourself, shouldn't you give me some compensation?"

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