The princess has super powers and space, so what's wrong with being a little arrogant?

Mu Xiyue smiled. "Uncle Zhang was once the man who followed my grandfather through thick and thin. You deserve it. Besides, you and Uncle Tian are of similar age. You are both elders of the village. I won't feel any disadvantage in calling you uncle. Uncle Zhang, can I take your pulse? I know a little bit about medicine."

Zhang Da's health was indeed not good. Although Mu Xiyue could not find out what hidden illness Zhang Da had, she could still find out that he was physically weak.

Mu Xiyue used healing magic to treat him slightly to improve his physical condition, and then found a bottle of vitamins collected during the apocalypse from the space and poured a pill for Zhang Da, letting him think that it was the effect of the pill.

"Uncle Zhang, this is for your health. Take it first. Uncle Tian, please help Uncle Zhang pack up and move to the manor now."

Zhang Da was very touched, and he did not refuse Mu Xiyue's kindness. Just now, when Mu Xiyue took his pulse, he clearly felt a sudden surge of warmth in his body, and his body felt much more relaxed. Fearing that it was his illusion, he did not dare to ask.

Zhang Da didn’t have much stuff, so Mu Xiyue and Xiao Tao didn’t have to do anything. The two men packed it up themselves.

When they returned to the farm, the room where Zhang Da had lived before was still empty. Several women from Old Man Tian's family helped to clean and settle in, and they settled in quickly.

Mu Xiyue went to an empty yard, took out some pork and sausages she had made in Mujia Village from the space and distributed them to the three families. This moved everyone so much that they knelt down and kowtowed.

Although there were very few poor families under the emperor's rule, hired farmers like them could not afford to eat meat on a daily basis.

Mu Xiyue helped everyone up and said, "I'll need your help in the future. We don't have many people here, so if anything happens without me, you can discuss it. Follow me, and your future will definitely get better and better. As long as you are loyal enough, I will not treat you unfairly. But I am a petty person. If you betray me, the consequences will be death or a life worse than death."

As long as these people have no ulterior motives, Mu Xiyue is willing to give them more benefits by using both kindness and force.

Everyone is guaranteed to have a good meal. Most ordinary people are kind. People like them are satisfied as long as they have enough food and warm clothes.

There wasn't much else to do on the farm except farm work. Mu Xiyue had lunch on the farm before returning to the city. She asked the driver to take them to Prince Jin's Mansion and then told him to go back first.

Uncle Fu had already found someone to take over the shop for her. Mu Xiyue was not polite and brought people directly to the shop to let them hand over on the spot. Mu Xiyue did not consider whether the original owner of the shop was satisfied or not.

At the Anyuan Marquis's residence, by the time Mu Fengnian returned from court, Liu Mei'er had already consulted several doctors, none of whom could feel a pulse in her wrists. Liu Mei'er was already running a high fever. All of them said her arms were already necrotic, and that she wouldn't survive for many days unless they were amputated. However, even if both arms were amputated, the doctors couldn't guarantee a lifespan.

After all, Liu Mei'er was the woman Mu Fengnian had favored for over a decade. He asked the housekeeper to take his name card and ask for Doctor Xu to come. If even Doctor Xu couldn't help, then there really was no doctor in the capital who could save Liu Mei'er.

Liu Mei'er probably really hated Mu Xiyue. Even in her daze, she still didn't forget to deal with Mu Xiyue. "Master, I heard that there is an organization called Soul-Snatching Pavilion among the people. I heard that they rarely fail in the missions they take on. Master, I hate them so much, I really hate them!"

As a military general, Mu Fengnian also knew about the famous organizations in the martial arts world.

To put it bluntly, the Soul-Seeking Pavilion is a killer organization. They have three rules that they won't kill: loyal ministers and generals, members of the royal family, and children.

The price they charge for accepting orders varies from person to person. Buyers are required to pay a deposit of 1,000 taels. The Soul-Seizing Pavilion then investigates and evaluates the person the buyer wishes to kill, and responds three days later. Alternatively, they may choose to accept the order and quote a price, with the buyer paying half upfront and the remaining half upon completion. Alternatively, the Soul-Seizing Pavilion may reject the order and return the buyer's deposit.

Mu Fengnian looked at Liu Mei'er, whose face was flushed with fever, and whispered to her, "I'll take care of this matter. Just focus on recovering from your injuries. I will definitely help you get rid of this anger."

Doctor Xu hurried over. He had already heard the housekeeper's description on the way, but when he actually saw Liu Mei'er's appearance, he still gasped.

He and Mu Fengnian walked outside before whispering, "Lord Mu, both of Madam Mu's arms are necrotic, and there's nothing I can do. The most urgent task now is to amputate the necrotic arms as soon as possible. That way there's a 50% chance Madam Mu will survive."

Doctor Xu was particularly curious about how Madam Mu's arm had become frozen and necrotic. It was already late April, and not only was it impossible for frostbite to occur in this temperature, even in the coldest winter in Beijing, it would not be easy for an arm to be frozen and necrotic.

However, no matter how curious Doctor Xu was, he did not ask. He just gave a treatment plan and the less he knew about other things, the better.

Mu Fengnian only thought for a few moments before making a decision. "Survival is the most important thing. I'll have to trouble Doctor Xu."

In the evening, Mu Xiyue and Xiaotao returned to the Marquis' Mansion. The servants of the Marquis' Mansion ran away when they saw Mu Xiyue, with fear in their eyes.

Mu Xiyue raised her eyebrows. It seemed that what happened in the morning had scared everyone in the mansion. She didn't know how Liu Mei'er was doing.

The two did not return to their own courtyard, but went to Yaxin Courtyard to watch the excitement first.

At Yaxin Courtyard, the maid guarding outside the door trembled when she saw Mu Xiyue, and hurried into the house to report.

Soon Mu Xiyu rushed out of the house, her eyes red, "Mu Xiyue, what are you doing here? Are you going to kill us all?"

Mu Xiyue chuckled softly and approached her step by step, "Mu Xiyu, did I harm you? Didn't you plot against me to get to this point?"

Mu Xiyu took a few steps back, leaned against the door, and cried, "Don't come over here. What are you doing here? My mother has lost both arms and is still unconscious. What else do you want?"

Mu Xiyue walked over to her, pushed her aside, opened the door, and said to her with a smile: "As the eldest daughter of the Marquis's Mansion, is there anything wrong with me coming to visit the mistress of the Marquis's Mansion?"

Mu Xiyu was so frightened that she shrank back. She wanted to stop them but didn't dare. There was a sound of footsteps outside the yard, and two maids walked in hurriedly, supporting the old lady.

Mu Xiyue pretended not to see it, turned around and walked into the house, and Xiaotao followed her in.

The nanny and maidservant guarding the outer room hid aside and dared not say a word.

Mu Xiyue was very satisfied and walked into the inner room. Mu Xiyu followed in, supporting the old lady.

Liu Mei'er lay quietly on the bed, covered with the quilt so that she couldn't tell whether her arm was still there. Her face was abnormally red, so she must have a fever.

The old lady said, "Yue'er, do you really have to cause such unrest in the Marquis' Mansion? After all, the Marquis' Mansion is your family. You should understand the principle that we all prosper and suffer together."

Mu Xiyue turned around and looked at the old lady. The old lady was frightened by her gaze. "What are you looking at? Is what I said wrong?"