Yun Ran glanced at the two white jade bottles. Just the packaging alone looked expensive. As for the medicine inside…
Nangong Jue smiled and explained to her.
"The famous physician, Gu, has searched for a long time but to no avail. This time, we only found it by chance during the disaster relief in Jiangnan. After visiting many times, we finally obtained this medicine."
"The bottle with the white cap is to be applied externally while the one with the black cap is to be taken internally. The external application is for the night. After washing the skin, wipe the affected area for a moment before applying the ointment evenly. The internal application is taken before breakfast."
With that, he handed two jade bottles to Yun Ran. "Thank you, Wanyue!"
Yun Ran didn't take them. "This medicine sounds very precious. Since Your Highness is so concerned about Prince Qin, why don't you give it to him personally?"
Nangong Jue sighed softly and looked sad.
"Ninth Brother went to war when he was eleven. The frontier was bitter and cold, and the battlefield was dangerous. He suffered a lot."
"Now that he's become like this, it's inevitable that he's introverted, sensitive, and fragile."
"It's related to his leg injury so it's not appropriate for others to do it. After thinking about it, I think you're the most suitable."
Yun Ran frowned and thought about it. He was once such a bright and dazzling person, but now that he had fallen into the dust, a light sentence from others might hurt him.
"The Crown Prince is thoughtful. In that case, I thank you on behalf of His Highness."
Seeing that she finally took the white jade bottle, Nangong Jue heaved a sigh of relief and instructed softly, "Wanyue, when you give Ninth Brother the medicine, don't say that I gave it to him."
Yun Ran rubbed the jade bottle with her fingertips. Through the bottle, she could vaguely smell a faint fragrance.
She raised an eyebrow at him. "Why is that?"
Nangong Jue sighed slightly and looked wistful.
"Because of what happened to the Imperial Consort back then, Ninth Brother has a deep misunderstanding and hatred for Mother and me. If he knew that this medicine was a gift from me, he definitely wouldn't take it."
Yun Ran looked at him but said nothing.
Although she was not a member of the royal family, she had heard that the palace was shady and rife with many royal secrets.
There would often be bloodshed when princes fought for the throne and concubines fought for favor.
Since he was the crown prince, did that mean that Nangong Mo's mother had lost to the empress?
It was said that Nangong Mo's biological mother had passed away many years ago. Could it be related to the fight for favor? Did she die because she failed in the palace battle?
Despite her thoughts, Yun Ran's expression was calm and composed. "Your Highness really put in a lot of effort."
Nangong Jue looked up at the vast clouds in the sky, his voice a little ethereal.
"As long as Ninth Brother can recover quickly and stand up again, I'm willing to do anything."
Yun Ran stood beside him, silently watching him.
This crown prince had an aura around him. He was as noble and elegant as an orchid. He was bright but melancholic. He did not look like an evil person.
However, she felt that she could not see through this person.
Nangong Jue suddenly turned around and met Yun Ran's gaze.
"By the way, I met Marquis Ding'an at the Hall of Supreme Harmony today. He complained to Father about his son. Did he hurt you?"
The worry on his face didn't seem fake. Yun Ran looked away as if nothing had happened.
"With someone protecting me, why would I be afraid of him? On the other hand, if his father complains, will the emperor punish Nangong Mo?"
Nangong Jue looked at her steadily for a moment before answering, "Are you very concerned about Ninth Brother?"
Before Yun Ran could answer, he chuckled. "Of course, you should be concerned about him. Wanyue, don't worry too much. I'll beg Father to be lenient."
Yun Ran was speechless.
In other words, Nangong Mo would be punished?
After exchanging a few more pleasantries with Nan Gongjue, Yun Ran excused herself and left. Nan Gongjue watched her leave and also turned to leave.
Nangong Mo turned his wheelchair and came out of the corner. He looked in the direction the two of them had left in. His black eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze was deep. It was unknown what he was thinking.
Feng Xuan stood behind Nangong Mo with a solemn and thoughtful expression.