The fourth son, Bai Daoyan, has always been composed.
At this moment, after hearing Bai Yaoyu's words, he couldn't help but look at his own brother.
This prescription, with its unknown origin, was brought by a three-year-old toddler. Aren't they afraid it might end their father's life?
Princess Consort Kang thought for a moment: "Why don't we just cook it and see? Surely it won't kill anyone."
Prince Kang inside the door was also clamoring.
"Since it's brought here by Zhi'er, what could be wrong? Stop dawdling and quickly make it. Even if it's just for testing medicine, I have no objections!"
Seeing the entire family siding with the Princess, the Imperial Physician naturally had nothing more to say and hurried off to brew the medicine.
Bai Zhi'er wrapped her little arms around the neck of the Princess Consort Kang.
Her little face snuggled up to her: "Third Aunt, Zhi Bao's little tummy is still hungry and wants to eat the food you make."
