232 A Guest

When Yu Yunxi came to the front yard, she thought of something and asked, "How's Feng Zixiu?"

Qian Jiao quickly replied, "Princess Consort, Qian Mei spent the entire night brewing medicine for him. He vomited after drinking it so he had to drink it again. His health has improved a little, but Qian Mei is exhausted."

"Let Qian Mei rest then. If Feng Zixiu needs anything, just find someone from the Revival Hall," Yu Yunxi said calmly.

"Yes, Princess Consort," Qian Jiao said with a nod.

At this time, Yu Yunxi's people had already begun to change the way they addressed her. They were trying to get used to addressing her as Princess Consort, Princess Regent, and even Your Royal Highness.

"By the way, Princess Consort, do you want to see how Feng Zixiu is doing? I heard from the maids in their courtyard that he cried all night last night," Qian Jiao said, reporting what she had learned.

"That's not necessary," Yu Yunxi said, shaking her head.