Afraid that Zhao Xu wouldn’t be able to quell his anger, Prince Beimo took a sip and said, "Too hot."

Princess Jing Mountain quickly blew on it.

As long as the Imperial Brother allows her to stay, forget about serving tea, even feeding him would be no problem.

The guard couldn’t bear to watch anymore.

Mrs. Zhao, upon learning that Princess Jing Mountain’s cousin had arrived, walked in and saw this scene, her eyebrows furrowed deeply.

Isn’t this cousin and cousin relationship a bit too close?

Mrs. Zhao turned to find Prime Minister Zhao, who upon hearing this said, "Didn’t Tongtong serve tea to Xuxu before?"

"But they are real siblings," Mrs. Zhao retorted.

"Well, they are also siblings," Prime Minister Zhao said.

"..."

Mrs. Zhao’s eyes widened in disbelief, "Are you saying that this is Prince Beimo?"

Prime Minister Zhao nodded, "Xuxu got jealous and beat him like that, wouldn’t it be fair to let him vent his anger on Xuxu?"

Mrs. Zhao realized, unable to help but chuckle.

Seeing Prime Minister Zhao’s nonchalant face, she chided, "That’s your son, are you really happy to see Xuxu is jealous?"

Prime Minister Zhao took a cup of tea and smiled, "Xuxu is still too impulsive; he believed it when people said they were cousins. It’s good that Prince Beimo is teaching him a lesson, so in the future, he won’t believe everything others say."

"If we don’t let Prince Beimo enjoy some antics now, with that fierce kick from Xuxu, it may not be so easy for him to marry Princess Jing Mountain."

Uprising against the court is not a game.

Exposing his weaknesses so easily, allowing others to tread over them, how can he fight back?

Xuxu is still too young; Prime Minister Zhao hopes Prince Beimo can stay with the Zhao Family longer. Firstly, to let Zhao Xu learn to conceal his weaknesses through some hardships; secondly, because the more fraught with difficulties his feelings are, the more stable they will be.

Soon, the doctor arrived, checked Prince Beimo’s pulse, and determined that the external injuries were serious but not severe, with bruises but no bleeding; Zhao Xu’s last kick was strong, causing some minor internal injuries.

Prince Beimo had been careless, thinking Zhao Xu would heed Princess Jing Mountain’s words and be gentle; who knew Zhao Xu would pretend to comply then do otherwise...

After checking the pulse, Princess Jing Mountain eagerly asked, "It’s not serious, right?"

"It’s not a big deal, taking medicine for three days will heal," the doctor said gently.

Prince Beimo rubbed his chest and said, "Seems I’ll have to recuperate with the Zhao Family for three days."

"Can it really be healed in three days?" Princess Jing Mountain was worried.

She accidentally scraped some skin and it didn’t heal in three days; her Imperial Brother was kicked flying.

Prince Beimo glanced at Princess Jing Mountain and said, "If Cousin cannot bear Cousin’s departure, then Cousin shall stay an extra day or two."

"Just don’t know if Young Master Zhao welcomes me staying; if not, Cousin can come with me to stay at an inn."

Princess Jing Mountain looked at Zhao Xu.

Can Zhao Xu say no?

He almost agreed through gritted teeth.

Prince Beimo looked at Princess Jing Mountain and said, "Go brew some medicine for Cousin."

"I don’t know how," Princess Jing Mountain blurted out.

"Don’t even know how to brew medicine?" Prince Beimo squinted.

In Princess Jing Mountain’s mind, the word "challenge" exploded, she quickly said, "Of course I do!"

"Brewing medicine is not a difficult task."

"You’ll see; I’ll bring it to you shortly."

With that, she got up and walked out.

Her diligence made every pore of Zhao Xu’s body seem to explode, especially as Prince Beimo lay on the small couch bossing people around, "Before brewing the medicine, peel a pear for me first."

Veins on Zhao Xu’s forehead were bulging.

Prince Beimo just watched Zhao Xu, afraid he wouldn’t help but hit him, he turned and left.

Outside the door, a maid brought some snow pears, and Princess Jing Mountain picked the largest one.

Peeling a pear isn’t difficult, but for Princess Jing Mountain, who never touched spring water with her ten fingers and had never done such a thing, it wasn’t that simple.

With one slice, half the pear was gone.

Maid, "..."

Zhao Xu, "..."

Princess Jing Mountain also realized that she was peeling a bit too aggressively, but she couldn’t control the knife in her hand aiming at the skin, yet somehow it had a conflict with the flesh.

A large pear ended up being peeled until only the core was left.

Princess Jing Mountain couldn’t bear to bring this pear to her Imperial Brother; she thought for a moment, and she ate it herself.

Maid, "..."

Zhao Xu couldn’t hold back his laughter.

He leaned against a pillar, watching Princess Jing Mountain peel.

After three pears, the maid began to feel sorry for the pears, "Perhaps let me do it?"

Can Princess Jing Mountain let the maid act in her stead? Definitely not.

Princess Jing Mountain reached for the last one, the maid reminded, "This is the last one; if you don’t do it well, you’ll have to buy more in town."

Princess Jing Mountain peeled cautiously.

Hmm.

This pear was peeled quite well, at least most of the flesh was saved.

But Princess Jing Mountain got excited and accidentally dropped the pear.

She quickly picked it up, it was slightly damaged, but peeling it off would make it fine; she asked the maid, "Can still eat this?" 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"Yes," the maid replied.

Princess Jing Mountain was relieved and took the pear inside.

Zhao Xu was in a pleasant mood.

It seemed that this so-called cousin’s status was quite ordinary.

The conversation inside the room was heard clearly:

"This pear truly met an unfortunate end in your hands," Prince Beimo said disdainfully.

"Are you going to eat it?" Princess Jing Mountain asked.

With a crunch, Prince Beimo took a bite, "Not bad, the pear peeled by Cousin is indeed sweet."

"But next time, just bring one with the peel; there’s more flesh that way."

"..."

This challenge was considered passed.

Princess Jing Mountain went out to brew medicine.

Growing up, she’d never done such coarse chores.

A simple stove could stop Princess Jing Mountain, firstly the medicine was burnt, then she dropped the medicine pot while serving, and then she spilled half the medicine while pouring it...

The Zhao Family maids didn’t feel like talking.

Miss Zhao’s cousin wants her to brew medicine; doesn’t he want to recover?

Prince Beimo lay on the small couch, waiting endlessly, he felt he wasn’t troubling Zhao Xu, he was troubling himself, no, it was brother-sister conflict.

By lunchtime, Princess Jing Mountain finally brought the medicine to Prince Beimo.

The medicine was already bitter, the medicine brewed by Princess Jing Mountain was even more bitter, Prince Beimo doubted if it had any effect.

Seeing her nose and face covered in soot, Prince Beimo wasn’t in a good mood.

Imperial Sister, pampered all her life, was enduring such chores to stay; he wondered to what extent she could tolerate.

Prince Beimo put down the medicine bowl and endured the bitter taste in his mouth, "I want to drink porridge."

"I’ll have the maid cook for you," Princess Jing Mountain said.

Prince Beimo looked at her.

Princess Jing Mountain puffed her cheeks and said, "I’ll cook it for you then!"

What kind of challenge was this, it was about to drive her crazy.

Accepting her fate, Princess Jing Mountain went out to cook porridge.

Princess Jing Mountain was on the brink, Zhao Xu was close to it too.

Princess Jing Mountain got a burn, he grabbed her hand, "Do you really have to be this humble?"

"What’s humble about this?" Princess Jing Mountain asked.

"You’re hurting me with your grip!"

Zhao Xu was furious, almost steaming.

From inside, Prince Beimo shouted, "Young Master Zhao, perfect timing, let’s have a match!"