The Princess Consort of the South suddenly stood in front of her, arms outstretched, staring at her fiercely.

"Acupuncture is dangerous! Do you, a little kid, really understand acupuncture? What if something bad happens to the Prince of Nan!"

Princess Nan would never entrust the safety of the Prince of Nan to a child.

The little girl wasn't trying to use her uncle as a practice subject; she had just seen his eyes glowing red, and if he wasn't treated soon, he would really go blind.

The little dumpling said anxiously, "Uncle, Aunt, you have to believe me."

Princess Nan remained standing in front of Prince Nan, refusing to budge even as he tried to pull her away.

Princess Nan insisted on stopping them, and the situation reached a stalemate.

Mu Tingzheng got up and walked behind the little girl. He first asked her:

"Tuan'er, can you really cure Uncle?"

The little dumpling nodded with absolute certainty.

Mu Ting patted her little head and said, "Okay, Daddy believes in you."

After finishing speaking, Mu Ting solemnly addressed the Princess Consort of the South:

“I will vouch for my daughter. If anything happens to the Prince of Nan, I will take full responsibility.”

"Besides my general's rank, it includes my life!"

An uproar erupted at the palace banquet. Everyone stood up from their seats, and even the emperor could not hide his shock.

This is a descendant of a founding general, a powerful general who holds military authority, and now he's willing to give up his official position and even his life for his daughter!

The lower-ranking officials were already pale with fright, while the higher-ranking officials were sweating profusely.

After all, in their hearts, their official hats were just as important as their lives.

The general now wants neither of the two most important things.

Not only that, the old Marquis and the four sons of the Mu family also walked up behind the little dumpling.

The old Marquis said, "I pledge my title and my life to Little Dumpling."

The officials were completely terrified. They had never seen such a scene before, and their hearts were pounding in their throats.

Princess Nan was stunned.

The little dumpling stood in front, with the powerful Mu family members behind her.

They all risked everything, just for the sake of the villains in front of them.

Faced with such overwhelming power, the Princess Consort of the South had no choice but to step aside.

With the Mu family protecting her, the little dumpling was finally able to administer acupuncture to the Prince of the South.

"Don't be afraid, Uncle, I'll prick you gently."

The little boy held up the silver needles while speaking to them like an adult coaxing a child.

The Prince of Nan laughed heartily and said in a very dashing manner, "Little dumpling, go ahead and prick me, your uncle will definitely not cry."

The little dumpling climbed onto the table and explored the head of the Southern King, carefully identifying several acupoints before gently twisting the silver needles.

When Qiuqiu saw the acupuncture points that Xiaotuanzi was applying, she was shocked and quickly said, "Little master, you can't!"

"That acupoint is too dangerous!!!"

But the little dumpling acted as if it hadn't heard him and stabbed him directly.

"ah!"

After the silver needle was inserted, the King of the South trembled and let out a low growl of great discomfort.

Seeing this, the Princess Consort stepped forward with concern and quickly asked:

"Your Highness! What's wrong?"

Immediately afterwards, she reached out and shoved the little dumpling away, saying, "I told you you couldn't do it! Look how uncomfortable the prince is!"

"Imperial Physician Zhang! Come quickly and take a look at the Prince!"

The little dumpling was pushed down by the Princess Consort of the South and almost fell off the table.

Fortunately, Mu Jinnian was quick-witted and pulled her into his arms.

Imperial Physician Zhang rushed over, looking at the little dumpling with schadenfreude, his eyes practically screaming—

Serves you right for showing off! You've caused trouble now!

Faced with Physician Zhang's mockery, the little dumpling fearlessly retaliated—

You wait! I'll take action myself!

Imperial Physician Zhang reached out to remove the silver needles from the Prince of Nan's head, but was stopped by the Prince himself.

Princess Nan asked, puzzled, "Your Highness, what do you mean by this?"

The King of the South: "I am fine. Little Tuanzi, you may continue administering acupuncture."

The King of the South's expression returned to normal. He had indeed felt an unbearable pain when the silver needles were inserted into his brain, but the pain quickly disappeared and was replaced by a very comfortable feeling.

The silver needle inserted into his head seemed to have a special effect, making him feel refreshed and clearer, and his injured left eye seemed to become clearer as well.

Mu Jinnian placed the little dumpling back on the table and let her continue administering acupuncture.

The little dumpling took out a few more silver needles and inserted them into the acupoints on the Southern King's head.

Qiuqiu narrowed her eyes, watching the little dumpling's every move.

That's so strange!

The first acupuncture treatment was performed on such a dangerous acupoint. You should know that if the acupuncture is performed incorrectly on that acupoint, it is possible to die on the spot.

Therefore, even the most experienced traditional Chinese medicine doctors dare not perform acupuncture there.

But the little master is only four years old, and he was able to successfully administer acupuncture on the first try.

Is it because she is too talented, or is there another reason?

For the first time, Qiuqiu felt that his little master was not just blessed by a spirit.

After administering eight acupuncture needles, the little dumpling reached into its bosom and pulled out a black pill.

This is from the Hundred Doctors Space; it's most effective for clearing the meridians around the eyes.

The little dumpling made the Prince of the South take the pill and told him to close his eyes and not to open them until the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

The Southern King obediently did everything as instructed.

After he closed his eyes, the little dumpling tiptoed and reached out to remove the eye patch from his left eye.

Everyone watched the Prince of the South intently, waiting to see if his eyesight would be restored after the incense stick had burned for a while.

Physician Zhang felt a little flustered. The way the little boy performed acupuncture just now didn't seem like he was just fooling around; on the contrary, it was inexplicably profound.

Could it be... that she can really cure the Prince of the South?

The little dumpling looked relaxed and cheerful as it gazed at Physician Zhang.

"Physician Zhang, you just said you were going to wash your hair upside down, so get ready!" the little dumpling said mischievously, eagerly anticipating Physician Zhang's hair-washing extravaganza.

Mu Ting waved his hand, ordering someone to prepare a wooden bucket and hot water.

Imperial Physician Zhang's face instantly fell.

"Can I surrender now? If we surrender, we lose half the stakes."

The little dumpling tilted its head and asked, "Why did we lose half?"

Imperial Physician Zhang: "Is it alright to just wash my hair, without doing a headstand?"

"No, no!" The little dumpling waved its hands, refusing repeatedly.

She just wanted to see how you wash your hair while standing upside down, otherwise it wouldn't be fun at all.

Imperial Physician Zhang wanted to discuss the matter with the little dumpling again, but Princess Nan stepped forward.

Princess Nan: "Don't be afraid, Physician Zhang. I don't believe she can really cure the prince."

"You're a royal physician, far superior to her! Let's gamble with her!"

At this moment, Imperial Physician Zhang really wanted to gag Princess Nan.

Is she alright?

What does this have to do with her?

What on earth is she meddling in?!

So it turns out she wasn't the one who would embarrass herself later!

Imperial Physician Zhang silently distanced himself from Princess Nan.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the wooden bucket and hot water prepared for Physician Zhang were brought up.

The little dumpling stood in front of the King of the South and said softly:

"Uncle, slowly open your eyes."

The Prince of the South's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes...

The civil and military officials had already gathered around, holding their breath and waiting.

It wasn't until the Southern King fully opened his eyes that everyone noticed—the white film on the Southern King's left pupil was gone, replaced by his clear and bright eyes.

"My God, this is amazing! Could it be that Miss Mu really cured Prince Nan?" someone exclaimed in surprise.

But Imperial Physician Zhang quickly realized something was wrong, and he waved his hand in front of the Prince of Nan.

The King of the South's eyes were blank; they did not follow the movement of his hands.

It's as if...you can't see it at all!

Physician Zhang cheered, jumped three feet high, and shouted:

"It's all over! Not only was one not cured, but now both of them are blind!"