After I traveled through the book, I was spoiled by five little villains

Qin Yaoguang glared at her unhappily, then straightened her up and made her sit on the bed with her back facing him.

Guyu helped Chunning take off her outer jacket and middle coat with silver-threaded crabapple flowers, and Qin Yaoguang lifted up her undergarment.

When she looked closely, she couldn't help but gasp.

Chun Ning has a slim figure but a well-proportioned body.

Her skin, as white as snow, seemed like cold white porcelain, and as smooth and delicate as the finest silk satin.

Against this whiteness, the purple bruises stand out particularly.

Fortunately, I was wearing thick clothes in winter and the corner of the desk was not a sharp object, so my skin was not broken.

But even so, there was a deep purple-black color in the middle of the bruise.

One can imagine how much force she was bearing at that time.

In an instant, Qin Yaoguang was so distressed that she almost shed tears. She gently stroked the wound on Chun Ning's back and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

“It doesn’t hurt!”

Chun Ning answered in a brisk tone.

"Really." Afraid that her sister wouldn't believe it, she turned her head and looked at Qin Yaoguang and said, "When I first bumped into it, I didn't care. I felt the pain later, but it doesn't hurt now."

"do not move."

Qin Yaoguang pressed around her wound, then pressed on her ribs and butterfly bones, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

She wanted to confirm whether Chun Ning had broken any bones, but Chun Ning himself didn't know.

Chun Ning was ticklish, and knew that the emperor's sister was worried about him, so he twisted his body slightly and smiled, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt!"

Qin Yaoguang breathed a sigh of relief after seeing her performance.

Guyu unscrewed the lid of a small round white porcelain bottle and handed it over: "Master, this is the medicine for injuries sent by Madam Su."

The medicine was in the form of a translucent emerald green gel. Qin Yaoguang leaned in to smell it and it had a faint, cool scent of borneol.

It must be the ancients who were so particular that even a medicine for injuries could be made so delicately.

Qin Yaoguang took out a large lump with her fingertips and gently spread it on Chun Ning's bruises.

Chun Ning hissed in pain, and the smile on his face disappeared no longer.

No matter how lightly Qin Yaoguang moved, she would still touch the wound.

"Bear with it."

Qin Yaoguang soothed her softly and massaged her in circles to allow her skin to fully absorb the medicine.

If you want to see quick results, this is a necessary process.

Chunning is young and the ointment is in gel form, which is very easy to absorb.

Qin Yaoguang did the same thing, took out two more pieces, and gently massaged her.

"All right."

Guyu helped Chunning put on her clothes, handed the ointment to Lanqiao who had been waiting beside her, and said, "Keep it for now. I'll bring you a better ointment when I get back home."

Since Zhao sent it to Chunning, this bottle of medicine must be of good quality.

But she had better.

Seeing that they had finished packing, Hanlu came to report: "Master, I heard that you woke up. Lord Su, Little Lord Su, and Madam Su are all waiting outside."

The young Master Su she mentioned was Su Ziyu.

Zhao's husband was an official in a remote area and was not in the capital.

Qin Yaoguang tidied her appearance in front of the mirror before taking Chun Ning and Yan Jinyin out.

Outside is a small reception room.

Seeing them come out, the three of them stood up to greet them.

When Su Wenzhao returned home from the Imperial College, he heard the news that the eldest princess had suddenly fallen into a coma. He was so frightened that he kept pacing around the room, feeling extremely nervous.

He was not only worried about the royal family's blame, he was also genuinely worried about the health of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

He was absorbed in academics and paid little attention to the turmoil in the outside world.

He had also heard about the eldest princess's bad reputation, but Su Wenzhao just waved his hand and swept it away as if it were a gust of wind.

In his opinion, only people who are extremely bored would gossip about others behind their backs.

Su Wenzhao only knew that the Leyang paper and pens donated to the Imperial College by the princess solved the big problem of poor students lacking ink and money for pens.

Before the late emperor, students at the Imperial Academy were all children of aristocratic officials and some children from noble families who were willing to study.

In a word, a nameless and poor person has no chance of entering the Imperial College.

Because after graduating from the Imperial Academy, students could be sent to serve as officials outside the capital without having to take the imperial examination.

Those who are particularly outstanding will be directly employed in Beijing.

It can be said that the Imperial College at that time was the place where the powerful and wealthy sent their children to gild themselves.

As long as you study hard for a few years, you can find a real job through the help of your parents after graduation.

As for one's own ability, it is not taken into consideration.

In Qin Yaoguang's words, the goal of monopolizing officialdom is achieved through monopolizing knowledge.

It's all about relationships.

Who the father is is the most important thing.

Therefore, it is not surprising that cliques and factions are formed in official circles.

What's worse, because they spend a lot of money on building relationships, they become corrupt officials who make money crazily after taking office.

It was precisely because of the shortcomings that occurred and a huge corruption case broke out that the late emperor took pains and decided to solve the problem from the root.

Today's Imperial College has clearly defined the system of recommended students and the system of assessment, with ten-day, monthly and annual examinations. Those who fail the examinations will be expelled directly.

The system of donating money and grain was abolished, and the number of candidates recommended by local school supervisors and those who failed the imperial examinations was increased.

Even though the admission requirements were harsh, it provided poor students with another option besides the imperial examination.

Su Wenzhao was the chief academic officer promoted by the previous emperor after he carried out the reform of the Imperial College.

Today, the student supervision system is running well and is no longer as chaotic and corrupt as it was in the past. This is due not only to the system established by the previous emperor, but also to Su Wenzhao's strict implementation of the system.

He is a learned scholar. Even if a certain force thinks that he is hindering the advancement of the family's children, they dare not act rashly because of his reputation.

For the poor students who are now studying in the Imperial Academy, living in the capital city, even their daily food and accommodation are subsidized by the court, and their daily expenses and social interactions are also considerable.

One of the biggest expenses is the writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone used every day.

The workload at the Imperial College was heavy, and the amount of writing materials and pens was consumed very quickly.

With free Leyang paper and pen, you don't have to be frugal with pen and ink when writing policy papers, articles, etc.

Just write and revise as you like until you are satisfied.

Some students who are outstanding in calligraphy and painting, after hearing about the magic of "Eight Immortals Celebrating a Birthday" and the painting techniques handed down from the palace, began to sketch with Leyang pens.

All of this made Su Wenzhao have only the word "admiration" for Qin Yaoguang.

It was half Su Wenzhao's idea to hold a thank-you banquet.

Therefore, when he heard that Her Royal Highness the Princess was in a coma, he became extremely anxious.

After knowing that Su Ziyu was in the warm room at that time, he called Su Ziyu in for detailed questioning, and then the father and son waited together for the news of the eldest princess waking up.

Su Ziyu sat on the chair, feeling nervous.

I gripped the armrests of the chair uncomfortably, trying to stop myself from looking at the door.

Hearing the sound of the curtain being opened, Su Ziyu hurriedly followed his father and stood up to greet him.

He didn't even dare to raise his eyes. For the first time, he noticed that the floor tiles of this guest house were carved with rich lotus patterns.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the corner of the lake blue skirt peek out not far behind the eldest princess.