After traveling through time, I became a thorn in the eyes of the sickly prince

Suddenly, everything went dark in front of his eyes, and he could not see anything. Mu Xi raised his head, exhaled a long breath, rolled his eyes, and looked at Murong Wenzhuo who was looking at him intently, "Your Highness!"

"Say!"

"Can you wait outside the tent? If you're here, I'll be a little nervous. You see, if my hands tremble, General Sun's life will be in danger!"

"Bold!" Murong Wenzhuo's face turned cold and he gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Mu Xi stopped talking and continued to dig. This damn hierarchy made them so arrogant. If this happened in modern times or the end of the world, even the head of state would have to stand outside the operating room obediently.

Murong Wenzhuo watched for a while, felt bored, and turned around and walked out of the tent.

Looking at the closed door, Mu Xi immediately took out a microscope and put it on his head, turned on the searchlight on it and continued digging.

This time with help, his eyes were much clearer. He avoided two important blood vessels and dug to the bottom of the barb. This barb hooked onto the membrane of the chest cavity, and the top was pressing against the heart. No wonder General Sun's pulse was weak. How could it get better with such a hard object pressing on it?

Soon, the arrowhead was dug out, and when he saw the beating heart muscle, Mu Xi took a breath of cold air. This was just him. If it were someone else, he would have had blood accumulated in his chest. This General Sun was not destined to die, but he was missing that thin layer of membrane. Otherwise, he would have died on the battlefield before he could arrive.

After finishing the work, Anmuxi thoroughly disinfected the wound again, applied medicine, and bandaged it.

He threw the knives used in the operation into the alcohol jar in the space and put away the microscope.

A cool breeze rushed into the barracks, and Sun Yaoqing walked in with a sullen face.

"An Muxi, you are so brave that you dare to show up here!" I thought about it for a long time outside before I realized who this pretty boy was.

"What are you yelling about? Are you trying to wake the general up?"

Sun Yaoqing pulled An Muxi's arms and put them behind his back, "Tell me, what are you doing here? Are you trying to murder my second uncle?"

"Let go, I just saved him, give me ten taels of gold!"

Murong Wenzhuo strode in with the imperial physician and walked straight to General Sun's bed.

The imperial physician took General Sun's wrist and examined him for a while. "Your Highness, great news! General Sun's pulse is stable. He just lost too much blood and is temporarily unconscious!"

The second prince Murong Wenzhuo calmed down and looked at An Muxi. Sun Yaoqing just said that this was the eldest daughter of the An family, the deceased Princess Duan. After a closer look, he found that he was indeed a woman in man's clothing.

Seeing that Murong Wenzhuo didn't say anything, Mu Xi shouted, "Second Prince, it's true that I am Princess Duan, but the ten taels of gold mentioned in your notice cannot be ignored."

Sun Yaoqing became even angrier when he heard this, "You murderer, and you still want gold." He still feels resentful about his brother's tragic death. Although this woman did not kill him personally, it was related to her. Without this woman's arrogance, his brother would not have been killed by the prince.

"Damn it, is this a personal revenge?" Mu Xi looked at Murong Wenzhuo for help, hoping that this was a shining pearl in the royal family.

Murong Wenzhuo thought for a moment, "Let her go. After all, she is Princess Duan. The ten taels of gold will be paid, but shouldn't the Queen's Aunt be in Yazhou???"

An Muxi struggled to break free from Sun Yaoqing's restraints and said fiercely,

"Humph, if you commit insubordination, I will kill you!" He looked at Murong Wenzhuo, "Second Prince, the Empress's aunt was hunted all the way, and a fire burned her memory, so her journey was delayed. Take ten taels of gold, and I will surrender to the Yazhou government tomorrow!"

"Your Highness, she clearly faked her own death and deceived the court. She is guilty of deceiving the emperor!!!" Sun Yaoqing's eyes turned red with anger.

"I'm Qiao Lixuewa, and I'm on my way to Yazhou. Look at the general lying on the bed. I saved him. You have a puncture in your head and you can't tell the good from the bad!!!" Mu Xi looked at the second prince angrily. The Murong family finally produced a good man who could stand tall and keep his word.

Murong Wenzhuo looked at Mu Xi inquiringly, "Is the Eighth Uncle still alive?"

"I don't know, we got separated!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of fire outside, followed by the rapid sound of gongs:

"Oh no! The soldiers from Tianqi Kingdom are coming in!"

"Quick, tell His Highness!"

Below were the sounds of wolves howling, ghosts fighting, and flames shooting up into the sky.

Murong Wenzhuo's face changed drastically. "Quick, protect General Sun, and everyone else follow me to fight!" After saying that, he strode out of the tent.

"Your Highness, here are my ten taels of gold." Mu Xi quickly chased after him.

But when he got outside, he saw Murong Wenzhuo riding away on his horse. He returned to the tent and met Sun Yaoqing's unfriendly eyes, "Ten taels of gold!"

"Hmph, ask His Highness. The money should be paid by the imperial court!" Sun Yaoqing gripped the sword at his waist with a fierce look in his eyes.

Mu Xi didn't dare to stay any longer, so he picked up his backpack and left the tent, fearing that he would be shot in the chaos. When he got outside, he felt lost, with no one to lead him. Which way should he go?

There was a deafening sound of a gong, and a messenger rode past on horseback, holding a flag:

"Your Highness has ordered us to retreat ten miles, retreat ten miles!"

Several soldiers came out of each tent and worked together to dismantle the tents.

In the distance, flames shot up into the sky and shouts of killing were heard.

An Muxi tried to find the way he came, looking for Mu Zili's tent, but everyone was in a panic and was dismantling their tents, so he soon got confused.

"Don't worry about the tents, just run for your lives!" a soldier cried loudly.

"Bullshit! His Highness will chop us to pieces!" another soldier cursed loudly, but before he finished speaking, his neck was nailed to the tent by an arrow feather, and a stream of blood spurted out. Everyone was scared to death.

"Ah! Run! There are spies in the camp, and the enemy is wearing our clothes."

For a moment, Daxia's camp was in chaos. Some people ran away, some killed people with knives, and no one knew how many spies had sneaked in. In short, the scene was in chaos.

An Muxi was scared so much that he took out a bulletproof vest from the space and put it on, for fear that he would be penetrated through and turned into a baboon. He not only failed to earn the ten taels of gold, but also lost his life. He should not have come earlier. If he had known this, he would not have come. If he died, the forty boxes of gold in the space would go to others.

I ran past countless tents, and in a panic, my hand was grabbed by a big hand, "Who?"

Suddenly turning back and seeing Sanliangtou's face, Mu Xi felt much more relieved, "How did you find me so quickly?"

"When you came out, I followed you from a distance. I wanted to see what the ten taels of gold looked like." Sanlangtou grinned foolishly.

"Stop laughing, the most important thing is to escape!" Mu Xi pulled Sanliangtou and ran quickly. He really valued money more than his life.

Following the huge crowd of soldiers, each one ran as fast as a wolf chase.

Under the pitch-black night, between the snow-capped sky and earth, dark shadows were running desperately.