East Palace Chengming Hall.
Zhao Xunyin looked at Zhao Xi, who was sitting at the top with a worried brow, and said softly, "Xixi, if you have any difficulties, just tell your aunt, I will do my best to help you as long as it can turn the situation around."
Although she spoke calmly, in fact, her heart was already mostly occupied by panic.
Zhao Xi lowered her eyes to look at the military report on the desk: "The military report sent back by my uncle states clearly the shortage of several medicinal materials. Previously, I had people investigate, and there's not much left in the National Treasury. Considering the current situation, it might not be possible to collect that many for a while."
Zhao Xunyin thought for a moment, "Leave this matter to me."
Then she asked Zhao Xi, "Apart from this, is there anything else you need my help with?"
