The cruel little princess

Shen Duanfang may have complained internally, but he always upheld the principle of the supremacy of imperial power, so he dared not express his dissatisfaction with Prince Jin. Although, after hearing what Prince Jin had said, he felt that Prince Jin was a burden to his precious daughter, and he was confused about the purpose of the many secret guards surrounding Prince Jin, who had actually allowed Prince Jin to be assassinated within his own country! These secret guards were completely useless! But he never considered whether the enemy's outnumbered forces had prevented Prince Jin from escaping. However, since Prince Jin had asked, he naturally had to accept. After all, Prince Jin's status was extremely noble, and his daughter Shen Youyou had already returned safely. However, Shen Duanfang was puzzled. His daughter, who did not know martial arts, had saved Prince Jin. After careful consideration, he suddenly understood: Prince Jin was injured! That was why his daughter needed his help and care, and that was why Prince Jin expressed gratitude to Shen Youyou for saving his life. Thinking of this, Shen Duanfang couldn't help but sigh, "So that's how it is..." He had to admit that Shen Duanfang was indeed a very experienced man. In such a short time, he had used his imagination to make up a complete story in his mind...

"Your Highness, please return to the tent and recuperate!" General Shen said with a worried look on his face.

Upon hearing this, Prince Jin felt a slight shift in his mind, believing that the secret guards had returned to inform General Shen of his injuries. He nodded gently, acknowledging his presence, and once again mounted his horse, preparing to return to the camp. However, this time, he would not ride alongside Shen Youyou, but rather mounted a separate horse brought by the secret guards. After all, they were already near the military camp, and to avoid unnecessary trouble and damaging Shen Youyou's reputation, he needed to maintain a distance from her.

Shen Duanfang looked at the figure of His Royal Highness Prince Jin, feeling somewhat puzzled. He muttered to himself, "Just how badly injured is the prince?" Although he was worried about his Royal Highness's injuries, seeing that he could ride a horse independently gave him some peace of mind. "At least he can still move freely. I hope his injuries aren't too serious..." Shen Duanfang prayed silently, but also felt relieved that His Royal Highness Prince Jin knew his place and knew to keep his distance from Shen Youyou in this situation. He was indeed a sensible child. With this feeling, he followed His Royal Highness Prince Jin back to the barracks.

After returning to the barracks, Shen Youyou bid farewell to Prince Jin and returned to her own tent to freshen up. Before leaving, she reminded him not to let the wound on her back get wet, as it was the 15th day of the sixth lunar month and the weather was hot, and contact with water could easily cause infection and suppuration. Prince Jin acknowledged this, and the two of them separated and returned to their respective tents.

On the way back to her tent, Shen Youyou felt the atmosphere in the barracks was tense, as if an enemy force was about to attack. So, at the door of her tent, she asked Liu Bin about it. Liu Bin explained that the general, upon hearing the news of the prince and young lady's disappearance last night, had assumed that spies from the Azure Dragon Nation had attacked them. So, he sent out a search and ordered the entire army to be on alert, ready to march out.

Shen Youyou once again felt the touch of a father's love. But the most urgent thing now was to wash up. After being outside for so long without washing or changing clothes, I felt like I was going to go rancid...

Meanwhile, Prince Jin hurried back to his tent without stopping. Upon arrival, he immediately summoned the secret guards to inquire whether his disappearance had been reported to the court. He was deeply concerned, fearing his father would blame General Shen for failing to protect him properly. After all, if the matter became public, it could cause a major uproar. However, the secret guards informed him that General Shen had already written a letter of apology and had sent it off overnight. Upon hearing this, Prince Jin felt relieved, but at the same time, he realized the seriousness of the matter. He acted decisively and decided to write a letter to his father, explaining his absence overnight because he had been leading the secret guards deep into enemy territory to investigate military intelligence. He emphasized that General Shen had nothing to do with the matter and pleaded with his father not to punish him. Prince Jin then handed the letter to the secret guards, instructing them to bring it back to the capital as soon as possible. If we can catch up with General Shen's messenger on the road, we should find a way to stop him. If we can't, we should present this letter directly to the emperor. I believe that this way, General Shen will be spared punishment. I have to say that our Prince Jin is indeed thoughtful and considerate. After receiving the order, the secret guards set off without hesitation.

Prince Jin sat for a moment longer before calling for water to be brought in to wash and change. An Er walked in with a small porcelain jar, explaining that Miss Shen had made a scar-relief cream specifically for him, and asked him to use it. Prince Jin was overjoyed to hear this. What did this prove? It proved that she still cared about him!

An Yi quickly summoned the imperial physician again, and after the prince had washed, he reapplied the medicine and bandaged it. It was Imperial Physician Yang, a man of integrity and kindness. Upon seeing the medicine applied to the prince's back, he declared it excellent, though somewhat crudely applied, as if hastily chewed and applied. However, this did not affect the effectiveness of the hemostasis. Prince Jin's face flushed red as he listened to Imperial Physician Yang's words, recalling the events of last night. He must have been unconscious, and Shen Youyou had no choice but to use her cherry-like mouth to chew the medicine bit by bit before applying it to his back. Later, she even gave him water with her mouth! Worse still, he couldn't help but hug her tightly... Unspeakable images flooded back to his mind, and Prince Jin suddenly felt his whole body tense, a hot stream threatening to burst from his nose. Just then, a drop of bright red blood dripped onto the ground with a "plop."

"Your Highness, you're having a nosebleed!" An Er called out to Doctor Yang to check on the prince again. Doctor Yang checked the prince's pulse again and said, "It's nothing serious. Your Highness is young and full of vigor and vitality. The weather is so dry and hot that he's a little irritated. I'll prescribe some medicine to reduce dryness and heat in two days and he'll be fine." With that, he went to get the medicine.

After Doctor Yang finished changing the Prince's medicine, His Royal Highness Prince Jin took out the small porcelain jar and asked the Doctor to apply it to him, saying it was the scar-removing cream that Shen Youyou had made for him. Doctor Yang took it and opened it as usual. He took a sniff and found that the scent was slightly different from the scar-removing cream in the palace, seeming to be more refreshing and elegant. The one that An Er brought was scented with osmanthus. After applying it, he found that the effect was also better than the scar-removing cream in the palace. Doctor Yang's admiration for Shen Youyou deepened again. This Miss Shen is really a wonderful person! Her medical skills are really amazing!

After Imperial Physician Yang finished bandaging the prince, he excused himself and left to prepare some medicine to reduce dryness and internal heat. Prince Jin had driven out the remaining secret guards, and when he was alone in the tent, he finally let the tide of longing overwhelm him...

After Shen Youyou washed up and had her meal, she went straight to the wounded camp for a walk. Seeing that they were all busy practicing in an intense and orderly manner, she took the opportunity to look at the unskilled suturing boy and give him some guidance. This is really a case of knowing whether an expert is good or not just by one move. As she casually instructed, a group of people gathered together to watch her movements and learn from her. Her fingers flew up and down, as nimble and agile as a beautiful butterfly dancing among the flowers. Every stitch and every thread seemed not to be sewn on flesh, but to be worshipping a perfect work of art, so pleasing to the eye and so natural! Of course, except for the little rabbit lying on the table, unable to move, who thought otherwise.

The imperial physicians who had rushed over after hearing the news were all watching intently, marveling at her! Although they had seen her rescue Liu Jianye's wife that time, performing that ridiculous "C-section" on her, only the two of them had seen it; the others hadn't come close to watch. But today, they finally saw what "speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness" meant! Just as she was finishing the last stitch, tying the knot, and cutting it, a soldier came in and announced, "Liu Jianye is here, and wants to see the young lady."

Shen Youyou quickly put down her needlework and rabbit and washed her hands in the copper basin beside her. "Hmm," she thought, "the bleeding was barely noticeable, and her technique was still as smooth as ever." She nodded in satisfaction. After washing her hands, she followed the messenger and left, leaving the imperial physicians, military doctors, and the young medicine boy alone to continue the discussion.