After returning to the capital, the eldest daughter saved her entire clan with her medical skills.

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Some said it was pure admiration and respect, for the young lady was not only stunningly beautiful but also possessed extraordinary insights into military strategy and governance. Others speculated that it might conceal a secret love, given the Regent's frequent, unintentional displays of special attention towards her. However, all of this was merely private gossip; the true story was likely known only to the Regent himself. In the depths of winter, amidst a blanket of snow, a figure slowly approached – it was Xue Ruanruan. She wore a heavy, ornate black cloak, like an elf of the night, her steps light yet slightly weary. She had just returned from treating patients in a neighboring village, where an epidemic had broken out. Many doctors were helpless, but Xue Ruanruan, with her exceptional medical skills, had identified the source of the disease and developed a remedy. Although the epidemic was under control, she hadn't had a proper rest for several days and nights. As they walked, they came across a man lying by the roadside. Xue Ruanruan rushed over to check on him and found that he was barely breathing, pale-faced, and had multiple frostbite wounds. She quickly dragged him to a nearby cave to shelter from the snowstorm. She opened her medicine box, took out silver needles, sterilized them, and skillfully inserted them into acupuncture points. She then fed the man a herbal decoction. Just as everyone was anxious and worried, thanks to the persistent efforts and careful treatment of the medical staff, the previously unconscious man finally responded. He first frowned slightly, as if trying to break free from the darkness; then, his eyelids trembled gently, as if slowly being opened by an invisible force. After a while, the man slowly opened his eyes, his gaze still somewhat dazed and confused, as if he had just awakened from a long and deep dream. As his consciousness gradually returned, he began to move his eyes, taking in the strange yet familiar surroundings and the people watching him with concern. He looked at Xue Ruanruan gratefully. It turned out he had been robbed while traveling on business, and in his panicked escape, he had lost his way and frozen unconscious. Xue Ruanruan smiled slightly, saying it was simply her duty as a healer. Afterwards, Xue Ruanruan led the man on his journey home, knowing that many more people in this icy wasteland would need her help. The edge of her cloak was trimmed with snow-white fur, swaying gently with her steps, seemingly blending into the snowy landscape. Each step left shallow footprints in the snow. Her movements were light and graceful, like a snowflake drifting aimlessly, yet carrying a resolute strength. A howling wind whipped at her cloak, but she paid no heed, continuing her steady journey. From afar, she looked like a fairy born from the snow, mysterious and enchanting. Soon, Xue Ruanruan arrived at a dilapidated thatched hut. She gently pushed open the wooden door, and heard coughing coming from inside. Entering the hut, she saw an old man curled up on the bed, his face pale. Xue Ruanruan quickly stepped forward and took her pulse. After a moment, her brows furrowed slightly, and she had already made up her mind. She gently untied the small, exquisite medicine box she carried with her, her movements elegant and practiced. As the lid slowly opened, a faint, refreshing herbal fragrance wafted out. She carefully took out several freshly picked herbs, still glistening with morning dew. Some of these herbs had leaves as large as a palm, while others were as delicate as a hair, but all exuded a unique aroma and a mysterious vitality. She gently placed the herbs into a pot and then skillfully lit the fire. The flames leaped merrily, instantly illuminating the entire room and reflecting on her beautiful, focused face. The flickering firelight on her face added a captivating radiance to her already ethereal beauty. As time slowly passed, seconds relentlessly ticking by, the water in the pot gradually heated up, finally beginning to boil vigorously. The water in the pot was bubbling and leaping, accompanied by a gurgling sound, like playful little sprites dancing. Standing beside it, she was completely focused, her eyes glued to the steaming pot before her. She dared not look away for a moment, afraid of missing even the slightest change.