At the imperial banquet, all the officials of the court were seated below. The scale of the banquet shocked the court and the public.

All of this was to welcome a little girl who was sitting in the highest seat at the banquet, being held in the arms of the most distinguished man in the world.

The emperor picked up a grape, carefully peeled off the skin, and handed it to the little baby in his arms.

"Little dumpling, have a grape."

The little dumpling was playing with the Buddhist prayer beads on the emperor's wrist when it saw the crystal-clear grapes and opened its mouth for the emperor to feed it.

The sweet grapes burst with juice in her mouth, and the little dumpling poked the emperor's big hand, saying softly:

"Uncle Emperor, the grapes are so sweet, Little Dumpling wants more."

The emperor beamed with joy, placed a plate of grapes in front of him, and began peeling grapes for his beloved niece.

All the officials in the court turned their heads to look, and were immediately shocked.

Good heavens! Their supreme emperor was actually peeling grapes for a little baby.

Is this still the same ruthless and cold-blooded emperor they knew?

Su Ruiling noticed that there was still grape juice on the little girl's lips, so she reached out and wiped it off for her.

Seeing how much the little girl loved eating grapes, she simply gave her her plate as well.

This palace banquet was held on Cining Island, a location specially chosen by the Emperor and Su Ruiling.

The late emperor had five sons. In order to have a daughter, he went to Mount Fuling on a stormy day with thunder and lightning, bowing and kowtowing ten times.

After leaving Fuling Mountain, she became pregnant with her sixth child, a girl.

The late emperor was overjoyed and immediately issued an edict to bestow the title of Princess Yuening upon his youngest daughter, and to build Cining Island for her, as a way of thanking the spirits for bestowing joy upon her.

The Emperor and Su Ruiling chose this place to hold a palace banquet for the little dumpling, firstly because Cining Island has a beautiful environment, and secondly to celebrate the continuation of the royal bloodline.

The emperor was the fifth son of the late emperor, and now his four older brothers, all of whom had been granted the title of prince, were sitting below him.

The four princes stared intently at the little baby on the table. Its soft and adorable appearance made them like it more and more, reminding them that their younger sisters had once been just as innocent and cute.

The young prince from the Southern Dynasty clapped his hands and said, "Little dumpling, come and let your uncle take a look."

The little girl was eating peeled grapes when she heard someone calling her, and she immediately looked up.

There was a man dressed in rich clothes, but only one eye was visible; his other eye was covered by a cloth.

The little dumpling slid off the emperor and ran towards the Southern King with its short legs.

"Uncle, what's wrong with your eyes?" the little dumpling asked, pointing to the eyes covered by the blanket.

Princess Nan glared fiercely at the little dumpling.

The King of the South was injured in the battlefield. Although he was not completely blind, he had lost his sight and his eye was covered with a white film, which looked very frightening.

That's why the Prince of the South always wore an eye patch, and many people privately laughed at him, calling him the one-eyed prince.

Because of Princess Yuening, the Princess Consort of the South already disliked the little dumpling, and now she has asked this kind of question.

Princess Nan's face immediately fell, and she said unhappily, "What's it to you? Stop talking nonsense!"

Hmm? This aunt doesn't seem very friendly.

The little dumpling moved closer to the King of the South.

The Prince of Nan held the little dumpling in his arms and scolded the Princess of Nan, "What's wrong with asking a child a question!"

After saying that, he explained to the little dumpling, "Your uncle's eyes were injured on the battlefield, and he covered them with an eye patch so as not to frighten you."

Princess Nan was taken aback. Normally, the Prince of Nan was most averse to others mentioning his eye injury, so why was he not only not blaming her but also patiently explaining it to her?

The little dumpling stuffed a grape into Nanwang's hand.

"My uncle was injured while protecting our country; he is a hero."

The little dumpling's words delighted the Prince of Nan. He rubbed the pink dumpling's head, utterly delighted.

The little dumpling continued, "Does Uncle want to get better? The little dumpling can cure your eyes."

The King of the South looked at the little woman in his arms in disbelief. He was moved by her feelings, but he found it hard to believe what she said.

"My uncle's eyes are badly injured. Can the little dumpling really heal them?"

The little dumpling nodded firmly and said in a serious tone, "Okay!"

When the little dumpling said this, everyone present was stunned, and many people shook their heads.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

A burst of laughter suddenly erupted during the palace banquet.

The head physician of the Imperial Medical Academy, Zhang, burst into laughter, pointing at the little dumpling and saying contemptuously:

“I know about the Prince of Nan’s eye injury. Even I, the Imperial Physician Zhang, am helpless. How dare you, a mere brat, claim that you can cure it? It’s utterly ridiculous.”

"Young Miss Mu, I think you're talking nonsense. Don't try to save face."

Not only Physician Zhang, but all the other physicians also looked disdainful and didn't take the little dumpling's words seriously.

After all, even they couldn't cure her, so what could a little child like her do?

The little dumpling tilted its head back and asked, "How do you know I can't be cured?"

Princess Nan covered her mouth and laughed, "Little dumpling, this is Imperial Physician Zhang. His medical skills are superb, and he is known as the royal physician."

"Just rest now, don't try to show off your skills in front of an expert."

Faced with the Princess Consort's doubts, the little dumpling put her hands on her hips and said arrogantly, "Hmph! I can cure my uncle's eyes."

Imperial Physician Zhang: "If you can cure me, I'll wash my hair upside down right here."

The little dumpling's eyes lit up.

Washing your hair upside down?

Wow! She's never seen anyone wash their hair upside down before; it's sure to be interesting.

"Does Imperial Physician Zhang keep his word?" the Prince of Nan asked.

He initially thought the little girl was just feeling sorry for him, but seeing her confident demeanor, he began to believe her a little.

Perhaps the little dumpling really has a way to cure his eyes.

Imperial Physician Zhang: "A gentleman's word is as good as gold."

"Very well, then I, along with all my ministers, will witness this." The emperor slammed his hand on the table and announced loudly.

When the emperor spoke, the courtiers immediately rose to respond, but most of them were there to watch the spectacle, and almost no one believed that the little dumpling could cure the Prince of the South.

The emperor looked at the little dumpling and asked, "Little dumpling, how do you plan to treat your uncle's illness?"

The little dumpling stood up and reached into his clothes, rummaging around.

Finally, he took out a scroll from the Hundred Doctors Space.

Everyone curiously peered over.

It turned out to be just an ordinary roll of cowhide, and everyone sighed in disbelief.

They thought the little dumpling had brought out some kind of treasure.

The little dumpling opened the scroll in her hand, revealing a row of gleaming silver acupuncture needles to everyone.

Everyone: Huh??

They weren't wrong, were they? This little girl is getting acupuncture? How old is she? Can she even understand acupuncture?

A series of doubts arose in everyone's minds, and they all thought that the little dumpling was just making a fuss.

The Mu family was also very curious. No one in their family knew medicine, so how did the little dumpling have acupuncture?

Qiuqiu, carrying a fleshy bone as big as his body, wobbled over.

He called out to the little dumpling a few times, "Little master, I have finished teaching you the acupoints."

"But acupuncture has only been explained to you in theory; you haven't actually used acupuncture needles yet!"

"Isn't it too risky to give your uncle acupuncture like this?"

The little dumpling answered with great confidence:

"Don't worry, I will definitely be able to cure my uncle."

After saying that, the little dumpling picked up a silver needle and headed towards the Southern King.