The soldiers continued their training, and after testing the power of the crossbow car, everyone dispersed.

Su Jin had made contributions, but due to improper handling that nearly caused injury, she was punished by having to write family letters for the soldiers for seven days.

For Su Jin, this wasn’t much of a punishment. She was originally quite idle, and it was just a forced way to pass the time.

Just as she didn’t know how to write a family letter to the Emperor, she decided to take this opportunity to get a feel for it.

Su Jin and Xingxing returned to the camp tent.

The tent looked the same as it did before they left. Xingxing tidied up the desk, took the ink and paper, and then realized something wasn’t quite right.

She looked at Su Jin and said, "Miss, the family letter I wrote for Madam is missing."

She had only put the letter into the envelope, without marking it for Madam’s eyes only, and now the letter was gone.

Xingxing put down the tray she lifted and went outside to ask the camp guards, "Where did my letter go?"

The soldier was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Earlier, the Heir’s wife went to the General Workshop, and the Prince sent someone back to the Capital. Knowing the Heir’s wife wrote a letter to the Emperor, they specifically came to retrieve it."

"The situation was urgent, so they didn’t inform the Heir’s wife."

Su Jin had been in the military camp for so long, she didn’t know how many letters had been sent to the Capital.

In the past, they were informed, but even after being informed, they let them go in and take it themselves.

Xingxing looked at the soldier and said, "My lady’s letter to the Emperor hasn’t been written yet. That letter was for my Madam."

The soldier, "..."

The soldier’s mouth twitched.

It’s over.

A misunderstanding occurred.

The soldier took the letter out of the tent and said the Heir’s wife had written such a thick letter to the Emperor.

Upon hearing the misunderstanding, Xingxing turned back to the tent and said, "Miss, what should I do if my letter to Madam is mistaken for being written to the Emperor?"

"Should we send someone to retrieve it?"

Su Jin’s head throbbed.

It was so urgent that they didn’t even have time to inform her. It was almost certainly sent back to the Capital at express speed.

It’s definitely far away by now.

She can’t send someone after it just to retrieve one letter, can she?

There wasn’t anything in the letter that couldn’t be shown to the Emperor. If they know it’s meant for her mother, they can just forward it.

But such a thick letter that wasn’t meant for him, the Emperor must be disappointed, right?

Next time she writes back, she’ll have to write an even thicker one to send over...

Hmm.

Su Jin thought this, and it seemed like a perfect way to resolve the Emperor’s anger.

But there’s still a long way between thinking and doing.

Su Jin initially thought writing family letters wasn’t a punishment, but when she actually did it, she silently changed her tune.

She wrote family letters while Xingxing and Qin Hanhan helped.

However, their help didn’t lighten Su Jin’s burden at all; there was a long queue in front of her, stretching from the front of the tent to beyond the military camp.

A family letter personally written by the Princess was such an honor.

The last soldier who received a letter written by Su Jin kept it close to his person and didn’t let anyone see it.

Now that the Great General punished her with writing family letters, what a great opportunity; it couldn’t be missed, no matter how long the line was.

The queue was so long that just looking at it made Su Jin’s wrist ache.

The soldier dictated, and Su Jin wrote on behalf of them, and finally, the soldier scratched his head and said, "This is a letter Princess Jin Ning helped with, Mom, you must cherish it."

Su Jin, "..."

Su Jin wrote that sentence more than hundreds of times.

Even after Qin Hanhan and others helped with the letters, soldiers came back to line up again.

Qin Hanhan realized this and approached Su Jin, saying, "I think I’ll go help the military doctor with mixing golden sore medicine."

After all, even if she wrote them, Su Jin would have to write them again.

Su Jin was exhausted.

She’s a soft-hearted person; if there weren’t many letters to write, she could write intermittently. But with so many soldiers waiting here, she couldn’t let them wait indefinitely.

By the time she finished, her arm was sore and almost didn’t feel like hers.

In the evening, Xingxing used a hot towel to soothe Su Jin’s arms.

After a good night’s rest, she continued the next day.

Xingxing was worried Su Jin was getting too tired and went to beg to the Marquis Dongxiang, asking him to waive Su Jin’s letter-writing punishment.

The Marquis Dongxiang hadn’t expected the soldiers would actually line up for so long just to have Su Jin help write family letters.

He only wanted Su Jin to practice her calligraphy.

But now, her handwriting was getting uglier the more she wrote.

Originally, it was only rumored within the camp that her handwriting was unattractive, but now... it’s likely all of Daqi would know his daughter’s handwriting was ugly.

This was the first failed decision the Marquis Dongxiang had made since entering the camp.

But once the decision was spoken, it couldn’t be taken back.

The Marquis Dongxiang regretted it but had no choice; fortunately, it was only seven days.

In those seven days, Su Jin didn’t know how many characters she wrote, and she never wanted to pick up a pen again in her life.

In her busyness, she also forgot about writing a family letter to the Emperor.

The soldiers delivered the letters to the Capital, and the thick envelope was presented before the Emperor.

The thickness of the letter truly startled the Emperor.

The joy in his heart was indescribable.

Then, a metaphorical bucket of cold water was poured over him.

Poor Eunuch Fu stood by, mind racing, looking for difficult matters to address while the Emperor was in a good mood, hoping he would overlook them in his happiness.

The Emperor eagerly opened the letter, and with a glance, his brows furrowed.

The first two words he saw—

Madam.

The Emperor looked further and understood the letter wasn’t for him; it was written by Xingxing for Mrs. Tang.

Xingxing, always honest, didn’t hold back in the letter, mentioning that her lady took ages to write a letter to the Emperor, and she worried about her lady getting tired, so she wrote to Madam instead.

The Emperor was displeased; why was the letter to him not progressing?

Was there nothing to say to him as her father?

However, having nothing to say was better than delegating letter writing to a maid.

At least her fatherly devotion stood firm against the Dongxiang Marquis’s wife in his daughter’s heart.

The Emperor felt a sense of consolation amidst his disquiet.

Yet as he read on, his brief comfort vanished, replaced by a deeper frustration.

The Marquis Dongxiang’s military prestige was praised extensively, but the Emperor found little truth in the words; it was mere flattery!

As for Su Chong, he was said to be young and promising, resembling his father’s legacy. The Emperor had no objection to this, but the letter continued, suggesting the eldest son more closely resembled the Marquis.

How so?!

The Emperor wore a displeased expression.

Further on, Su Jin received praises, exalted beyond measure, which the Emperor found justified. His daughter couldn’t be anything less than remarkable, could she?

Then Xie Jingchen was mentioned, with Xingxing lamenting on his behalf, as no one praised the son-in-law...

More details followed of Su Jin’s daily life: mixing salves, assisting with acupuncture, and such.

Those were the things the Emperor had wished to hear about.

After reading it twice, the Emperor handed the letter to Eunuch Fu, saying, "Send this letter to the Dongxiang Marquis’s wife."

"Also, write a letter to Xingxing, instructing her to write me a family letter of no less than this thickness." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Eunuch Fu, "..."

Eunuch Fu was a bit nervous.

Xingxing’s candid manner wouldn’t allow for any deception, but she also spoke so straightforwardly that she wouldn’t even take a detour.

She had no issues, but she might inadvertently cause problems for others.

Nonetheless, as the Emperor commanded, Eunuch Fu dared not disobey.

Fortunately, the Emperor wasn’t angry, which was a blessing.

Opening the letter addressed to Mrs. Tang wasn’t what the Emperor should have done, but with the soldiers delivering the wrong letter, Eunuch Fu needed to explain.

As Eunuch Fu left, the Marquis Dongxiang delivered a memorial to the Emperor

Su Jin and the General Workshop collaborated to transform the crossbow car, greatly enhancing its power.

The Emperor felt a mix of emotions.

Daughters are expected to have delicate sensibilities, yet his daughter engaged in tasks fit for men, outperforming them, whereas writing family letters was something she should be doing.

The Emperor took out a ledger and noted down another merit for Su Jin.