A female military doctor traveled through time and was forced to love by a cruel prince

Zi Sangyu beside him was so happy to hear this that her mouth corners turned up and her eyebrows raised. However, Xiao Yuehan blushed.

She said coquettishly, "Cook, I really want to eat the brown sugar cakes you made."

"Yes! Yes, I heard you were coming back, so I prepared it a long time ago. Remember to bring it with you when you leave."

She looked at Xiao Yuehan with pity again and said, "Your life here has been really hard for you.

I don’t know why the food rations given to you are so small.

You are the master's legitimate daughter. At that time, you were so hungry that your face was pale and your body was thin. It was like losing your mother and your father at the same time."

Xiao Yuehan looked at her, as if he also remembered the hard days back then.

She said, "I still remember that you, the cook, often sent me brown sugar cakes, which tasted like the most delicious food in the world at that time."

"I guess you are eating delicacies in the palace now, and you don't like my brown sugar cake anymore."

"How could that be? I've been missing your brown sugar cakes these days since I got married."

"Have you found your mother?" Chef Zhou asked with concern.

Xiao Yuehan's eyes dimmed and he shook his head: "No news at all."

"Xiao Shuanzi! Come here!" Xiao Yuehan saw a little boy peeking out from behind the crowd.

When Xiao Shuanzi saw Xiao Yuehan calling him, he quickly pushed through the crowd and ran over.

He raised his dirty little face and smiled foolishly at Xiao Yuehan.

Mrs. Zhou tapped his forehead and said angrily, "You knew your sister would be back today, but you didn't even wash your face. Look how dirty it is."

As she spoke, she lifted up her apron, grabbed him, and wiped his little face.

Xiao Yuehan looked at him happily and asked anxiously, "Xiao Shuanzi, where is the eagle we picked up? Has it grown up?"

Xiao Shuanzi nodded repeatedly.

Xiao Yuehan said hurriedly: "Hurry up, take me to see it."

The group came to the place where firewood was piled on the farm.

On a pile of tree stumps, a fledgling eagle was shackled to the stump with its feet.

Its eyes were bright and lively; it had never seen so many people before, so it flapped its wings and looked at everyone vigilantly.

As soon as Xiao Yuehan saw it, he immediately ran up and shouted, "Little Yellow Hair! Little Yellow Hair, do you still recognize me?"

Everyone saw the tuft of yellow hair on the eagle's head and knew the origin of its name.

The little yellow-haired cat clearly recognized Xiao Yuehan. It flapped its wings at her, as if welcoming her.

Xiao Yuehan happily hugged the little yellow-haired cat and said, "It recognizes me."

Zi Sangyu, who was standing by, rushed forward to protect his wife. He put his arm between the man and the eagle and said hastily, "Be careful or it will peck you!"

"What are you pecking at?" Xiao Yuehan pushed his arm away.

He said, "Xiao Shuanzi and I picked it up when it just hatched. It knows me, so it won't peck me, right, little yellow-haired boy?"

Sure enough, the little yellow-haired cat rubbed Xiao Yuehan's head with its head and beak, being so affectionate.

Xiao Yuehan lowered his head and said to Xiao Shuanzi, "Xiao Shuanzi, I want to take it away. You come with me, okay?"

Xiao Shuanzi opened his eyes wide and asked happily, "Really? Can I go with you, Little Yellow Hair?"

Xiao Yuehan responded and glanced at Zi Sangyu, but he seemed not to see her and was teasing the little yellow-haired boy with a small wooden stick.

The little yellow-haired boy didn't recognize him and bit the small wooden stick he handed over fiercely.

Zi Sangyu pulled hard but couldn't get it out, so he drew out his dagger and tried to fight with the little yellow-haired boy.

Xiao Yuehan saw it and glared at him. He immediately behaved himself, put away the dagger and loosened his hand that was holding the wooden stick.

Master Pan was truly a hospitable man. He used the best ingredients from the farm to entertain the prince and princess.

The dining room is built with logs, with a log dining table and log stools.

In the kitchen, everything was made from local ingredients. The candlelight was bright, and there were pork, beef, mutton, chicken, duck and fish on the table.

"They are all produced by the farm itself." Mr. Pan introduced modestly.

Seeing this, Li'er whispered to Xiao Yuehan: "When have we seen this before when we were here?

I didn’t expect there are such good things on the farm?”

These words were heard by Zi Sangyu who stretched out his long swan neck.

He teased softly, "I didn't expect the princess to have such a good life on the farm and to be able to eat such delicious food."

When Mr. Pan heard this, he looked embarrassed.

Li Er couldn't help it. She said angrily, "Can we eat this? Don't even think about it.

The only meal we had each day was leftovers. The princess and I were often too hungry to sleep at night and had to get up to drink cold water.

Uncle Zhang often sent us some sweet potatoes and corn, otherwise we would have starved to death."

Zi Sangyu was angry, he really wanted to chop someone today.

When Master Pan saw Ye Chun behind the prince holding the hilt of the long sword, he trembled with fear.

He hurriedly explained: "Miss...Oh, no, when the princess first came, we all knew that she was the prime minister's legitimate daughter, and the meals she was given were all according to first-class standards.

The rooms we stayed in were also prepared according to the standards of the mansion.

But soon I received news that the worst food and accommodation were given to the princess, and that…” He paused.

Zi Sangyu slammed the table, still angry: "What else did you say?"

"Say... say... say that if the princess gets sick, don't call a doctor." After saying this, he sweated profusely.

If you don't tell me, the War King's sword doesn't recognize anyone. If you tell me, I'm afraid you'll have to pack up and leave tomorrow, so it's better to save your life.

The people who were watching the farm outside and those who had helped Xiao Yuehan in the past were indignant and talked about it.

"Thinking back then, this master's legitimate daughter actually lived worse than us servants."

“Yes, at such a young age, the work you do is not easy.

Feed the horses, clean the stables, even in such a cold winter, you have to get up early to work."

"The princess was almost killed in that fire that year. I'm scared when I think about it."

"Do you remember that high fever?"

"I remember, of course I remember. It was Uncle Zhang who found some herbs and boiled them for me to drink. That saved my life."

“But after that, I was stupid, but this time when I came back, I was fine.

Look at that spirit and that clever look, he has returned to his childhood, exactly the same."

"When we get to the palace, the prince will ask a doctor to take a good look at us. He will definitely cure us."

"After all, he is a blessed man."

Those who had assisted the tyrant in the past now squeezed out of the crowd and went wherever they could find some cooler places.

The original owner's life on the farm was so miserable. As the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister, whose cake was this touching?

He was sick but was not allowed to see a doctor. This seemed to be putting the original owner to death.

Now looking at the table full of delicious food, Xiao Yuehan couldn't swallow it, and she would never eat this meal.

She gnashed her teeth in hatred and said fiercely: "I am the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion. If you dare to treat me like this, I will definitely make you pay back!"

When Master Pan heard this, he was horrified: "Princess, this was not our idea." He also made up his mind: "It was all... all... all Su's idea."