But when she looked at her husband in that state, she didn’t dare to step forward directly.

Her wise, heroic, almost celestial-like husband… was gone!

“Oh! I just fed him back his own blood—couldn’t let it go to waste! But I wasn’t careful while feeding him, and it ended up all over his neck.”

Lin Yuxin looked at her second uncle’s mouth, awkwardly touched her nose, and could only guiltily explain.

“Oh! That’s fine, that’s fine!”

Chen Lanzhi patted her chest in relief.

Thankfully, her husband was still her husband and hadn’t turned into some kind of monster.

Then she instructed the servants to bring water to clean up Zhao Yingfeng—he looked far too terrifying.

“As long as you’re okay! Yingfeng, how are you feeling?”

Zhao Shijie looked at his second son and asked gently.

Beside him, Fang Lan was also watching her son with concern.

Zhao Yingfeng knew he must have scared the younger generation just now—he didn’t even need a mirror to know he must look terrible.

But he didn’t care.

After all these years, he had seen himself in every possible state.

Now that he was finally recovering, he was even less concerned.

“Father, Mother, I feel much better! My whole body feels incredibly light, and my leg doesn’t even hurt anymore.”

Zhao Yingfeng spoke excitedly upon hearing his father’s concern.

He wasn’t lying—he truly felt no pain in his leg.

Before, even after surgery, he would still experience occasional pain.

Lin Yuxin had also said that even after healing, it would ache on rainy days.

But now, there was no pain at all. He had a strong feeling that his leg had completely healed!

“That’s right, Second Uncle! This accident turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Your leg will fully recover, and once you regain your martial skills, returning to the battlefield won’t be a problem.”

Lin Yuxin said with a smile.

“Really? Yuxin, I don’t even know how to thank you!”

Zhao Yingfeng’s eyes turned red with emotion. He looked at Lin Yuxin, overwhelmed, unable to express his gratitude except by repeatedly saying thank you!

“Second Uncle, we’re family! Saying ‘thank you’ is too formal.”

Lin Yuxin replied helplessly.

“Hahaha! That’s right, no need for thanks among family. Just focus on recovering, and once you’re well, you can help Yuxin in return.”

Zhao Shijie laughed heartily, feeling joyful.

He could sense that the family was slowly recovering, and it was all because of Yuxin.

“Yes, Father, I understand. I will recover as soon as possible, and whenever Yuxin needs anything, she just has to call on me.”

Zhao Yingfeng nodded seriously, looking at Lin Yuxin.

Lin Yuxin was speechless.

[“What would I even need? I’m doing just fine! As long as you all stay healthy, that’s enough. But if Second Uncle fully recovers, regains his peak condition, and returns to the army, then the Xia Kingdom will once again have its War God! Let’s see if the other three nations dare to provoke us again!”]

[“I wonder how my cousins are progressing in their training… Have Fourth and Fifth Uncles improved? Hmm… I should check on Third Uncle first, then gather my cousins at the training ground in the afternoon.”]

As Lin Yuxin’s thoughts drifted, Zhao Shijie shook his head, knowing exactly why she had come today.

He didn’t want to delay her, so he said:

“Yuxin, things are fine here now. Go check on your Third Uncle! I’ll have your Fourth and Fifth Uncles come back, and they’ll bring the younger generation to the training ground. Before you leave, you can inspect their progress. How about that?”

“Great! That’s exactly what I was thinking.”

Lin Yuxin nodded enthusiastically, happy that her grandfather had read her mind.

Then, she wrote a prescription and handed it to Second Aunt, who was helping clean up Zhao Yingfeng.

“Second Aunt, here’s the prescription. After taking the medicine for seven days, Second Uncle can stop. I’ll bring him a recovery training plan tonight—after that, he should follow my regimen.”

Lin Yuxin said seriously as she handed over the prescription.

[“I’m confident I can turn Second Uncle into the new War God. With his current condition, as long as he recovers properly and follows my training plan, he’ll be unstoppable! And with Fourth and Fifth Uncles on board… hehe! The Zhao Army will rise again, striking fear into our enemies!”]

The more Lin Yuxin thought about it, the more excited she became—it was exhilarating!

Zhao Shijie and Zhao Yingfeng, having the ability to hear her thoughts, were equally excited by the grand vision she had painted.

If the Zhao Army could truly reform and intimidate other nations, then wars would naturally decrease.

As Lin Yuxin snapped out of her thoughts and was about to speak to her grandfather, she suddenly noticed both him and Second Uncle staring at her with excitement.

[“What’s going on? Are they really this happy just because Second Uncle recovered?”]

Feeling a bit unnerved under their intense gazes, Lin Yuxin decided to make a quick escape.

“Grandfather, Second Uncle, Second Aunt, Eldest Cousin, Second Cousin—I’ll go check on Third Uncle now!”

She said quickly before dashing away, as if something was chasing her.

The others, who weren’t privy to her thoughts, were left confused.

“What’s with Yuxin? Why is she running?”

Fang Lan asked, puzzled, as she watched Yuxin’s retreating figure.

Zhao Shijie, feeling a bit guilty under the questioning gazes, coughed a few times and said:

“Maybe she’s just concerned about her Third Uncle! Alright, since Yingfeng’s poison has been cured, he should rest well. We’ll take our leave. Wife, prepare a big lunch—make sure to include Yuxin’s favorite dishes. That girl has been working hard.”

“Do I even need you to tell me?”

Fang Lan rolled her eyes at him.

This old man—did he not realize the time?

It was already too late to give orders now; she had arranged everything before Yuxin even arrived.

“Hehe, my wife is the best!”

Zhao Shijie quickly flattered her to avoid getting scolded.

And with that, the couple left, bantering all the way.

The younger ones, used to their antics, simply smiled and went about their own business.

Meanwhile, Lin Yuxin arrived at Third Uncle’s courtyard and saw him sitting outside, basking in the sun and reading a book.

“Third Uncle!”

Lin Yuxin called out as she approached.

“Yuxin, you’re here? I heard you were granted the title of County Princess. Congratulations!”

Zhao Yinglang looked at Lin Yuxin with a warm smile.

“Hehe! It’s nothing to celebrate. I doubt I’ll have an easy time as a County Princess.”

Lin Yuxin replied with a carefree smile, propping her chin on one hand as she sat down across from Zhao Yinglang.

The Emperor had given her this title not just as an honor but to put her to work.

If she wasn’t mistaken, if women were allowed to hold official positions, the Emperor would have already appointed her.

Since that wasn’t possible, he gave her a noble title so she could still act as an imperial envoy.

She just didn’t understand—how did the Emperor become so convinced that she was capable of handling these responsibilities? What gave him that impression?

No matter how hard she thought, she couldn’t figure it out.

What Lin Yuxin didn’t know was that the Emperor, having overheard her thoughts, believed she had the power of foresight.

Combined with her undeniable abilities, he had decided to break conventions and entrust her with great responsibility.