The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

Ye Xiaohan nodded, "Begin."

"Okay." Yun Mujiu placed the medicine box on the floor next to Ye Xiaohan and put on white rubber gloves.

With the help of Du Ziheng, she rolled up Ye Xiaohan's loose pants to mid-thigh.

Ye Xiaohan looked down at his legs, a hint of unnaturalness flashed in his eyes. At that time, in order to facilitate the operation, Yun Mujiu shaved his leg hair while he was anesthetized. Today, Yun Mujiu looked like he was inspecting carefully, which made him feel uncomfortable for a moment.

Yun Mujiu just caught Ye Xiaohan's gaze and looked down at Ye Xiaohan's wound.

"It's okay, it will grow back."

Yun Mujiu didn’t say what would grow, but Ye Xiaohan knew she was talking about “leg hair”…

Ye Xiaohan's face froze, but soon returned to an indifferent expression. "Hmm..."

Yun Mujiu immediately removed the bandage on Ye Xiaohan’s leg and carefully observed the wound.

"The prince's physical condition is different from that of ordinary people, so his healing ability is naturally stronger. The wounds from the four surgeries have healed well. The stitches on the wounds can be removed in a few days."

Then, Yun Mujiu gently pressed Ye Xiaohan's legs, pressing every part in place. "There is no problem with the leg muscles, everything is normal. When you can stand up, you can slowly train your legs again."

She took out a bottle of ointment, applied it to Ye Xiaohan's wound, and then re-bandaged the wound.

Ye Xiaohan concealed his deep eyes and occasionally cast his gaze on Yun Mujiu who was working seriously.

Du Ziheng couldn't help but ask, "Princess, when can the prince try to stand up?"

Yun Mujiu took off his gloves and put them in the medicine box. "Seven days ago, we performed a leg surgery on the prince in the morning, and the surgery was not completed until the evening. All things considered, we should let the prince get up in the afternoon or evening."

"At the moment, Your Highness can try to stand up, but for safety reasons, Your Highness will drink the new medicine I prescribed, and I will use gold needles to give Your Highness acupuncture. Finally, when the time comes, it will be better for Your Highness to start walking."

Du Ziheng looked intently at Ye Xiaohan's bandaged legs and replied calmly, "Okay, I understand."

Yun Mujiu stood up, took Ye Xiaohan's pulse, and smiled faintly.

"At that time, we adopted surgery, the fastest and most effective treatment method, to remove the toxin nodules and blood clots in the prince's legs, which basically eliminated the toxins in the prince's body. In addition, the prince has been taking medicine for the past seven days. Today's follow-up examination shows that there is no trace of toxins left in the prince's body."

Ye Xiaohan's expression changed slightly, and he said to Yun Mujiu: "Mu Mu, thank you..." A hint of sincerity was added to his usually indifferent tone.

He was poisoned when he was very young, and was poisoned again during the war, so many toxins have accumulated in his body. Fortunately, he is strong and constantly practices martial arts to increase his internal strength, which is how he maintains a balance of hundreds of toxins. Once he was seriously injured, the toxins in his body became unbalanced. Fortunately, after various treatments and the circulation of his own internal strength, he has finally eliminated all the toxins today.

"Alas," Yun Mujiu joked, "Why should we say thank you to each other!"

Ye Xiaohan pursed his lips and looked directly into Yun Mujiu's eyes.

Yun Mujiu asked: "Your Majesty, I just pressed your legs. Is this the strongest touch your legs can feel today?"

"Yeah. The feeling in the past was not as strong as it is today."

"After the operation, Your Highness began to regain some feeling in his legs, but because the wounds have not healed, I asked you to restrain yourself and not move your legs. After this afternoon, Your Highness can start to move your legs formally."

Ye Xiaohan nodded and looked at his legs again.

Butler Zeng came in holding a tray, "My Lord, Princess, the medicine is ready."

Yun Mujiu walked towards Butler Zeng, took the white jade bowl, and sniffed the steaming medicine. "Yes, it was cooked perfectly according to my requirements."

Yun Mujiu held the bowl and said, "Your Majesty, please drink this medicine. It contains herbs that Du Ziheng and I prepared together."

Ye Xiaohan took the bowl and wanted to drink immediately.

“Wait!” Yun Mujiu shouted anxiously, “It’s hot!”

What kind of constitution does Ye Xiaohan have? This medicine obviously looks quite hot, but he actually wants to drink it directly, not afraid of burning himself.

Yun Mujiu's sudden shout just now frightened everyone in the room. Only Ye Xiaohan remained calm. The others were almost scared out of their wits, thinking that Yun Mujiu suddenly discovered something wrong with the medicine.

Yun Mujiu smiled shyly at everyone's frightened and resentful eyes. "The medicine is too hot. I'm afraid it will burn the prince." He turned halfway, took a spoon from the tray in Zeng's hand, and stirred the medicine for Ye Xiaohan.

When the heat of the medicine had almost dissipated, he said, "You can drink it now."

A hint of helplessness flashed across Ye Xiaohan's eyes, and he drank the medicine while facing Yun Mujiu's gaze...

After Ye Xiaohan finished a bowl of medicine, Yun Mujiu gave Ye Xiaohan a thumbs up. "This medicine is so bitter, but Your Majesty didn't even frown!"

If it were her, she would probably still frown, because some Chinese medicine decoctions are extremely bitter. After drinking it in one gulp, the thick bitterness rushed straight to her head and could not subside for a long time.

Ye Xiaohan said calmly: "The medicine is not bitter. I have eaten things that are more bitter than this."

Yun Mujiu was stunned, and immediately thought of Ye Xiaohan's experience. He had been in the army since he was very young, and the military camp and battlefield environment were harsh. From a little boy growing up to the God of War who could stand on his own, Ye Xiaohan must have experienced much more hardships than she could imagine.

Originally, Ye Xiaohan just said something unintentionally and did not intend to express any other meaning.

However, if you like someone, you will naturally cherish everything about him and feel sorry for the hardships he has suffered.

Yun Mujiu's eyes darkened, and the look she cast towards Ye Xiaohan revealed her heartache, and her little mouth pouted.

Ye Xiaohan paused, and after a little thought, he guessed what Yun Mujiu was thinking. "Mumu, it's all over. These so-called hardships are nothing in my eyes."

My life has become so much sweeter with your presence.

Yun Mujiu turned her eyes away and looked at the empty white jade bowl. Could Ye Xiaohan read minds? She didn't say anything, but Ye Xiaohan guessed her mood immediately.

Ye Xiaohan, the person involved, comforted her so calmly, so she couldn't let Ye Xiaohan comfort her emotions in return. Yun Mujiu forced a smile, "Your Majesty is great! I want to learn from your strong and optimistic attitude."

Seeing Yun Mujiu smile, Ye Xiaohan curled the corners of his lips and followed Yun Mujiu's example by giving a thumbs up: "Mumu is great too!"

His action amused Yun Mujiu and also shocked the butler Zeng, Du Ziheng, and some guards and servants standing beside him.

Did they see it right? The prince actually imitated the princess' finger-raising gesture and used the princess's words to praise people? Was this still the cold-faced prince who always demanded strictness from them?

A personal guard came over quickly and said, "Your subordinate greets the prince and princess."

Ye Xiaohan retracted his slightly calm look and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

"My Lord, something happened to the Ye family..."