The soul-transmigrating princess was neglected, and the twins beat up their father

Yun Muheng said anxiously, "Father, please calm down. I do have wounds on my body, and the treatment method requires wounds to be implemented. This is also what my royal brother said he wanted to try on himself."

The emperor said to Ye Chuxue with some concern: "Forget it, I will not pursue you for now, but if you can't cure it, don't blame me for punishing you as well!"

Ye Chuxue rolled her eyes helplessly. "This country, where imperial power reigns supreme, is truly oppressive. I have to worry about my head all the time. It seems I'd better get away from the royal family as soon as possible!"

But Ye Chuxue didn't dare to show her dissatisfaction, and could only say respectfully: "Father, don't worry, I will definitely not let my brother get into trouble. But I need a quarter of an hour to go down and prepare."

As she spoke, she took out a pill from her bosom and handed it to Yun Mushu.

Yun Mushu looked at the medicine in her hand with a wary look: "What is this?"

"Don't worry, my royal brother. No matter how foolish I am, I can't poison you in front of so many ministers and my father. Take this medicine and it will stop the bleeding."

After saying that, he put the medicine in Yun Mushu's hand, bowed slightly to the emperor, and turned to go out to prepare.

The emperor then nodded with satisfaction.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Ye Chuxue returned to the main hall, holding a plate with needle and thread, a pot of liquor and a handkerchief on it.

Ye Chuxue walked up to Yun Mushu, asked him to sit down, and then put a handkerchief in front of him: "Royal brother, the treatment will be painful. If it hurts, you can put the handkerchief in your mouth so that you won't bite your tongue." After saying that, she smiled lightly, and if you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't see the cunning in his eyes.

Yun Mushu glanced at the handkerchief on the table and said disdainfully, "No need. This little injury is something I can still bear."

Ye Chuxue flatteredly said: "Yes, how could the emperor take such a minor injury seriously? I am worrying too much. Then I will begin."

After saying that, Ye Chuxue picked up the liquor and poured it on Yun Mushu's wound. Instantly, severe pain swept through Yun Mushu's body. Yun Mushu's face was bulging with veins, but in order to avoid being laughed at by others, he still clenched his teeth.

Then Ye Chuxue picked up the needle and thread soaked in strong liquor, and came to Yun Mushu to prepare to sew.

Yun Mushu was startled by the needle and thread in her hand, and hurriedly shouted: "Fifth Princess, what are you doing!" He was so scared that he didn't even call her sister-in-law.

Ye Chuxue raised the corner of her mouth, her big innocent eyes flashing, and she said as a matter of course: "Of course it's to sew up my royal brother's wound."

A trace of fear flashed across Yun Mushu's eyes, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "That's ridiculous! This is flesh, not clothes. How can you sew it up with needle and thread?"

Yun Muheng, who was standing next to Ye Chuxue at this time, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Royal brother, Chuxue did treat my wound in this way, and she was not joking. Since you want to try it yourself, you should cooperate."

The emperor's face was gloomy. "This is not a joke. Doctor Zhang, in your opinion, is this method feasible?"

Doctor Zhang pondered for a moment and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, this method is unheard of by me, but if it is successfully sutured, it will definitely speed up the healing of the wound. However, if it is not handled properly and the wound becomes infected, it will be troublesome."

The emperor looked at Ye Chuxue with a heavy face: "Chuxue, are you really sure? This is not a joke!"

Ye Chuxue held her forehead helplessly, complaining weakly in her heart: Oh my God, this is not a big deal at all, okay? I want to go home quickly to see my children. It’s so late, I wonder how the two little ones are doing?

Just when Ye Chuxue's thoughts were wandering, Yun Muheng beside her gently pulled her, signaling her to reply quickly.

Ye Chuxue quickly said confidently, "Father, you can rest assured. I have practiced this suturing many times, and I guarantee there won't be any problems."

Seeing that she was so confident, the emperor nodded and signaled her to start.

So, Ye Chuxue walked up to Yun Mushu and said, "Royal brother, get ready. I'm about to begin."

Then she picked up the needle and calmly pierced Yun Mushu's arm, then pulled the needle and thread hard.

Yun Mushu closed his eyes tightly and clenched his teeth. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, perhaps because of pain or fear, and dripped down his cheeks to the ground.

Soon, Yun Mushu couldn't help but yelled out loudly. He said angrily, "Ye Chuxue, be gentle."

But Ye Chuxue was still concentrating on the movements of her hands. At this time, Yun Mushu completely exploded and stretched out his hand to stop Ye Chuxue.

Finally, Ye Chuxue raised her head and glanced at Yun Mushu calmly, then said to Yun Muheng, "You, come quickly and control him. This process cannot be interrupted."

Yun Muheng was stunned by Ye Chuxue's composure throughout the entire process, wondering: Is this still the Ye Chuxue I know? Ye Chuxue used to be timid and afraid of things, especially blood, but now she handled it with ease.

Just as he was shocked, he heard Ye Chuxue calling him, and he quickly came to his senses. He walked to Yun Mushu and tapped him casually. Yun Mushu seemed to be frozen, with only his eyes darting back and forth between Ye Chuxue and Yun Muheng like spitting fire. The angry words in his mouth turned into pleading, hoping that Ye Chuxue would be gentler.

The needle and thread in Ye Chuxue's hand quickly moved back and forth on Yun Mushu's wound, and from time to time she increased the strength in her hand.

Some timid people were so scared after hearing Yun Mushu's shrill screams that they couldn't help but close their eyes.

Finally, after a quarter of an hour, Ye Chuxue stopped what she was doing, put the needle and thread on the plate, took out a porcelain bottle, sprinkled the gold medicine evenly on the wound, and then bandaged it.

After everything was done, Ye Chuxue signaled Yun Muheng that he could let Yun Mushu go.

Ye Chuxue looked at Yun Mushu, who was almost exhausted from the pain, and raised the corner of her mouth slightly: "Royal brother, this is how I treated my prince. I wonder if you can believe that the prince and I are not as you think!"

The pain from the wound made Yun Mushu speechless, but he still snorted in dissatisfaction and turned his head away.

When the emperor saw that Ye Chuxue had finished treating the wound, he winked at Doctor Zhang, who then respectfully walked over to Yun Mushu, took his pulse, and carefully examined the wound.

After a long moment, Imperial Physician Zhang said excitedly, "Your Majesty, Princess Yunxin is truly amazing. Prince Yunqing is fine, and there's absolutely no problem treating the wound. Stitching and bandaging it not only speeds up the wound's healing, but also significantly reduces the risk of infection. I truly admire you."