Upon hearing Zeng Anmin's words.
The corners of the Princess's mouth twitched slightly.
She looked at Zeng Anmin calmly.
"Bi Xuan was, after all, a Third Rank Great Demon. Though it was not his full-force strike, it still caused me no small amount of trouble."
"To fully recover from my injuries, I need at least three days of rest."
Zeng Anmin frowned at those words.
"Three days is too long. Last night, Your Highness held the pass alone, letting ten thousand men fail to break through, and cut down two thousand demon soldiers, yet a thousand still escaped."
"If those thousand deserters return before us, they may put Bi Xuan's remnants on alert."
"Then the advantage of the lightning war will be gone."
"After all, a lightning war relies on catching the enemy off guard."
Hearing his murmur, the Princess slowly drew a breath.
She extended a pale finger and took a pill from her waist pouch.
"My injuries were too severe last night. If I took this pill then, it would have been more than my body could bear."
"But after a night of regulating my breath, I can take it now."
As she spoke, she parted her crimson lips and placed the pill into her mouth.
After swallowing it.
Her face gradually began to flush.
"This pill is called the Hundred Herbs Pill. It has an extraordinarily miraculous effect on internal injuries."
"Within two hours, I will recover from my injuries."
"Something this good?!"
Zeng Anmin's eyes lit up as he looked at the Princess. Smiling shyly, he asked.
"Do you have any more?"
The Princess shot Zeng Anmin a sidelong glance.
"This pill was refined by Master Xu. The entire imperial family has only seven of them."
Uh.
The corner of Zeng Anmin's mouth curled downward.