The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

The sky was still dark, and the frost in the early morning made people feel a little chilly.

Yun Mujiu gave the lantern to Chunlan, and he himself held up an oil-paper umbrella and waited quietly.

Wei Bai stood on one side and Wei Song stood on the other side, and behind them were their fully-equipped guards.

Soon, there was a knock on the door, and a guard said softly, "We're here."

The environment was quiet, with no sound of horse hooves.

There was a faint sound of the door hinges turning, and the guards in the mansion opened the door from the inside.

Two figures walked in first, followed by several Ye Mansion's personal guards.

The man in black who was walking in front paused, lifted his veil, and revealed a gorgeous face. His peach blossom eyes were charming, his thin lips were holding a faint smile, and his handsome face was somewhat unruly and wanton.

Yun Mujiu nodded lightly, "Seventh Prince."

Ye Chufeng raised his lips and chuckled, "Meet the Imperial Aunt." Cang Feng behind him bowed deeply to Yun Mujiu.

Ye Chufeng looked up at the sky and said, "Please trouble the Emperor's aunt and uncle, as well as everyone in the Ye Mansion, to come pick me up so early."

Yun Mujiu smiled faintly, "It's okay, curing the disease is more important."

Ye Chufeng glanced around and asked cautiously: "Aunt, do I need to say hello to my uncle?" As a nephew, he came to the Ye Palace and should say hello to his uncle.

Yun Mujiu said, "No need, it's still early." She probably thought Ye Xiaohan was still resting, so there was no need to ask him to come out. She would be doing surgery for several hours later, so she had a lot of work to do.

Yun Mujiu turned around, picked up two large umbrellas, and handed them to Ye Chufeng and his servant. He turned around and said, "Come with me."

The rain was as fine as needles, the air was moist, and it gave people a stuffy feeling for no reason.

Yun Mujiu and Ye Chufeng walked in the middle, with guards on both sides escorting them. The two said nothing, just walking quietly, one in front and one behind.

After a while, Yun Mujiu seemed to sense the dull atmosphere and said, "Don't worry, Seventh Prince. I have extensive surgical experience and I am confident that you can perform this eye surgery." He paused and said, "More than 90% confident."

"I believe in the Imperial Aunt, so just go for it." Ye Chufeng's fair and broad hands tightly grasped the umbrella handle. "If it fails, it is my fate. The Imperial Uncle and the Imperial Aunt don't have to worry about it. I will take the responsibility alone."

Ye Chufeng said this very straightforwardly. He was mentally prepared and would not blame anyone even if it failed. The Ye family was willing to lend him a helping hand, and no matter what the result of the operation was, he would not have any bad thoughts.

Yun Mujiu tilted the umbrella, half turned his head, and met Ye Chufeng's calm eyes.

There was a chill in Ye Chufeng's eyes, not knowing whether it was because of his illness or his worries, like the eyes of a monk who had seen through everything in the world.

Yun Mujiu said firmly, "It will be fine." The corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he raised an optimistic voice, "My medical skills are not to be underestimated."

Ye Chufeng nodded seriously, his eyes calm and peaceful. After a while, his eyes moved slightly, and they had arrived.

The crowd walked in the rain and came to a large courtyard next to Huayang Courtyard.

There is an open area in the center of the yard, where a spacious wooden house is built.

A man in purple robe stood under the eaves, with a tall and majestic figure.

He heard footsteps, turned around leisurely, and faced Yun Mujiu and others.

Ye Chufeng's pupils trembled violently, and his body shuddered suddenly. His scalp was numb, and his whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, unable to move.

Isn’t the man in front of me the Night King?

When did the Night King's legs heal?

Isn't it rumored that the Night King will never be able to stand up again in his lifetime? What's going on now?

Yun Mujiu looked at Ye Xiaohan, quite surprised, and walked forward quickly.

"Your Majesty, why are you here? I can handle this by myself."

"I came to see you." Ye Xiaohan gently patted the raindrops off Yun Mujiu's shoulders and turned to look at Ye Chufeng.

Ye Chufeng suppressed his surprise, took a few steps forward, and saluted in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Nephew greets the emperor's uncle."

He quickly accepted the fact that Ye Xiaohan's legs had healed, without asking any questions or looking at him. Even though he was shocked just now, his expression did not change much, his expression and demeanor were well controlled, and he did not even deliberately look at Ye Xiaohan's legs.

Ye Xiaohan waved his hand, signaling to stand up. Looking at Ye Chufeng's demeanor, a gleam of light flashed across his eyes. Ye Chufeng is still a useful talent. He has a steady mentality and is neither humble nor arrogant.

He had a blank expression on his face, "I will stay in this hospital until the princess has finished the surgery."

Yun Mujiu raised her eyebrows slightly, knowing that Ye Xiaohan was thinking about her. Ye Xiaohan didn't know any medical skills, so he chose to wait for them outside the operating room.

Ye Chufeng's expression remained unchanged, but a ripple appeared in his heart. King Ye actually considered Yun Mujiu so much.

Du Ziheng, Doctor Fu, and Fu Qian stepped forward and saluted Yun Mujiu and Ye Chufeng one after another. Du Ziheng said, "Princess, the operating room has been disinfected."

"Well, let's get started." Yun Mujiu replied.

At this time, the sky gradually turned pale, and a corner of the tent of darkness was quietly torn open. The light was extremely weak, but it was a sign of the dawn.

Ye Chufeng looked at the wooden house made of sandalwood and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: How luxurious! I'm afraid there aren't so many sandalwoods in the palace. King Ye used so much precious sandalwood to build an operating room just for Yun Mujiu to treat people.

Yun Mujiu turned to Cang Feng and said, "Cang Feng, please wait outside. It will take several hours to complete the operation."

Cang Feng lowered his head and responded calmly.

Yun Mujiu and Fu Qian entered the outside of the operating room first. When they appeared again, they were both wearing blue surgical gowns, masks, surgical caps, and even blue shoe covers on their feet.

Ye Chufeng and Cang Feng stood at the door, looking at Yun Mujiu and Fu Qian's outfits in amazement, but they didn't ask anything.

Du Ziheng received Yun Mujiu's gaze and took the initiative to explain to Ye Chufeng: "Seventh Prince, this is a surgical gown. In order to ensure that your operating environment is clean and sterile, we need to pay special attention to hygiene."

Ye Chufeng nodded, "I understand." He had never seen a doctor change clothes when treating patients. In the past, when he had suffered external injuries, the doctors he invited would directly suture the wounds without paying special attention to hygiene.

His eyes were going to be operated on today, and it was definitely not a simple operation. Seeing that Yun Mujiu was particularly concerned, his slightly tense nerves gradually relaxed.

Yun Mujiu asked Doctor Du Ziheng to change into surgical gowns, and then took Ye Chufeng into the inner room.

Ye Chufeng lay on the operating table, took a few glances at the layout of the room, then stared at the ceiling, gradually emptying his mind.

I wonder what will be waiting for him after a few hours?

Yun Mujiu and Du Ziheng were adjusting the operating table.

Ye Chufeng looked at a night-shining pearl on the roof and said softly, "This pearl makes the room as bright as day." He recognized it. It was the pigeon egg-shaped night-shining pearl that Ye Xiaohan had sent to Yun Mujiu on the day his new shop opened.

Yun Mujiu replied: "Seventh Prince, sufficient light will facilitate the operation." After the height of the operating table was adjusted, Yun Mujiu walked to Ye Chufeng.

A small face suddenly appeared in Ye Chufeng's upward perspective.

Most of Yun Mujiu's face was covered by a blue hood, revealing a pair of clear and tough eyes.

"Seventh Prince, please relax. The operation will be completed when you wake up."

Yun Mujiu put the anesthesia mask on Ye Chufeng's mouth and nose and slowly started the anesthetic vaporizer.

Ye Chufeng's eyes gradually became blurry and he fell asleep.