The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

A few days ago, Ye Xiaohan's wound split open, and Yun Mujiu treated Ye Xiaohan's wound again in public, using an anesthetic spray to numb the nerves in his legs. At that time, Ye Xiaohan and his friends were quite surprised that this peculiar-shaped bottle, the mist sprayed from it, could temporarily paralyze the nerves in a certain part of the human body.

Yun Mujiu thought that martial artists like Ye Xiaohan would also have emergency situations, so he promised to send them some anesthetic spray.

As for why she took out the spray only now, and only a small batch, it was of course to avoid suspicion - she needed time to make the medicine, and the amount of medicine produced in a short period of time was limited. In fact, she directly transferred the goods from the doctor's system.

"Don't worry, Princess. I will convey the message to His Majesty." The guard nodded respectfully towards Yun Mujiu, thinking that what the princess had just taken was a box of medicine.

He sighed: "The prince trusts the princess. Even if he is not in the study, he has already ordered people to invite the princess in. In addition, they have seen what the princess has done along the way, so naturally they will not doubt the princess. Therefore, when the princess brought a large box of things in, he would not ask too many questions or check the things.

"Thank you." Yun Mujiu walked away.

The guard's serious expression turned slightly red, "Princess, you are too polite!"

He seldom heard anyone thank him verbally, and that person was a princess of a very high status. How could he not feel surprised and happy?

Half an incense stick of time later, Ye Xiaohan finished his official duties and returned to the study. He listened to the guard's message, opened the wooden box and looked at the full spray inside, and a smile appeared at the corner of his eyes.

However, he glanced at it unintentionally and first noticed that the window was closed. Then he saw that the arrangement of the desk seemed to have changed slightly, and his eyes suddenly sank.

How could this be?

"Shadow One!"

Ying Yi appeared on the spot and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty."

"Did the wind pick up when the princess came?"

"Your Highness, there was a strong wind at that time, and the princess got up to close the window." Ying Yi was Ye Xiaohan's personal guard. Just now, Ye Xiaohan went to the martial arts training ground and left Ying Yi in Huayang Courtyard to guard him.

Ye Xiaohan walked to the desk and took a quick look, and he knew where Yun Mujiu had moved. If his memory was not strong and his observation ability was weaker, he would not be able to detect the subtle changes in the layout of the desk.

He remembered that before he left, several official documents on the table were stacked in order, but now they were a little messy.

Looking at the small notebook that was pressed at the bottom of a stack of official documents, he intuitively felt that someone had touched the small notebook.

Ye Xiaohan asked, "Have you ever seen the princess tidying up her desk?"

Ying Yi shook his head slightly. "I was standing guard outside when I saw the princess walk to the window and close it. After the princess closed the window, I had no idea what happened inside the house."

Ye Xiaohan said calmly: "The princess has touched the book..."

Ying Yi's expression changed immediately, and he could not stop looking surprised and scared. "The princess was probably helping the prince to tidy up his desk out of kindness. Maybe she hasn't seen the contents of the book yet..."

Ye Xiaohan did not answer. "Take the box down and distribute the spray to Wei Bai, Wei Song, Du Ziheng, and the rest of you Hanying Guards who are staying by my side."

Ying Yi leaned over and thanked them: "Thank you, Your Majesty, Princess!" He looked at the box, took out three bottles of spray and placed them on Ye Xiaohan's desk, then left with the box in his arms.

Ye Xiaohan took out the small notebook and examined it, moving his gaze slightly as the pages turned.

The book is filled with densely packed text, mostly names of people, with their age and place of origin briefly listed after the names, and some also record part of their life stories.

At night, Yun Mujiu came to the study in Huayang Courtyard again.

As soon as she entered the room, she raised her voice and said, "Your Highness, it was windy today and the things on your desk were blown into disarray, so I tidied them up briefly."

"Yeah," Ye Xiaohan looked at Yun Mujiu quietly, "I figured it out."

"Your Highness has a good eye," Yun Mujiu smiled, "I was just sorting out the few books on the top."

Ye Xiaohan nodded slightly, looked at the three bottles of spray on the table, and continued: "The anesthetic spray you gave has been distributed. Yingyi and the others are very happy and are thanking you."

"I'll make a batch in a few days, so I can have more spray ready for use, and keep some for the Royal Guards and the Imperial Guards."

Seeing Yun Mujiu's energetic look, Ye Xiaohan reminded him, "Okay. But don't be in a hurry. Don't tire yourself out."

Yun Mujiu waved her hands quickly, "I won't be tired, I'll just do it slowly." She added, "My master told me the recipe for making the anesthetic spray. It's a secret recipe of our sect and cannot be passed on to others. Even if the recipe is leaked, basically no one can make it according to the recipe."

In order to prevent others from helping her make medicine, Yun Mujiu came up with a more reasonable explanation. She didn't want to lie, but sometimes in order to make a white lie, she had to tell other lies later to support the original lie.

There was some truth in her explanation. The production process of anesthetic spray was complicated. Even she could not make it herself. First, it was impossible to find the corresponding chemical raw materials in this world. Second, there was a lack of modern instruments and research sites.

Fortunately, she has a miraculous doctor system, so she doesn't need to make the medicine herself. She just needs to use her spiritual sense to probe into the system to get the medicine.

Ye Xiaohan listened to Yun Mujiu's explanation calmly and nodded to show his understanding. "Du Ziheng also told me that he wanted to see if there was a chance for him to learn how to make anesthesia spray from you. Now it seems that I have to trouble you to make it by yourself."

Yun Mujiu chuckled, "Du Ziheng is really eager to learn, but he really can't learn it. I'll give him some more spray so that he can use it in his medical practice."

She took a few steps and stood in front of Ye Xiaohan, with a desk between them.

"Is Your Majesty still busy? If not, I will examine Your Majesty."

"No hurry, come here."

Yun Mujiu stepped forward to feel the pulse, and even lifted up Ye Xiaohan's trouser legs to check his injuries. Finally, he reminded him, "The prince's body is recovering very well. He needs to apply medicine and take medicine on time for a period of time. In less than half a month, he will be able to walk like a normal person, even sprint and use Qinggong."

Ye Xiaohan had an extremely strong physique and her wounds healed extremely quickly, greatly shortening the time she had originally estimated to recover from her injuries.

"Mu Mu..." Ye Xiaohan suddenly spoke in a flat tone.

Yun Mujiu's temples suddenly throbbed a few times and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Have you seen the contents of the official document today?"

Yun Mujiu was a little confused, but still replied: "No, I was just focused on packing it up and didn't read the content on the paper."

She thought for a moment and asked, "Is there any important information that I can't see? But don't worry, Your Majesty. I usually don't look at random things."

She looked at Ye Xiaohan and said casually: "I didn't see the official document, but there was a small notebook pressed underneath, I pushed it back to its original place..."