"This subject has a cream that can promote the blood circulation of the body. If Your Majesty doesn’t mind, this subject will have a servant go and fetch it at once.” To have such self-discipline at the age of seven, Yu Xiaocao admired yet felt her heart ache for the child. 

The empress was well aware of her prowess in medicine. Her smile widened as she nodded, “Even if you didn’t mention it, I would still shamelessly ask you for some medicinal remedy for my son. Those mediocre doctors in the Imperial Hospital…ahem, the imperial physicians are sometimes too careful with their prescriptions, so the effects are slower…” 

“Imperial Mother, Imperial Mother!” A clear and bright childish voice sounded from outside the palace hall, glee prominent in his tone, “I heard that Older Sister Yu has entered the palace! Is it true?” 

Hearing this, the empress grinned and said to Xiaocao, "I've just praised him for his steadiness, and immediately, he comes and slaps me in the face." 

'Face slapping' was a phrase that the emperor had brought up to her in private. She had even specially asked the meaning behind it, and now she was putting it to practice. 

"He is still a child, so it’s in his nature. Besides, it’s good that he’s lively! His Highness sometimes handles matters even more maturely than this subject, and he only shows such a lively side in front...