Just then, a guard came to report that Eunuch De from the palace had come to invite the young princess to the palace for a meeting.

"What could be so urgent?"

Su Muyao swallowed hard as she watched the cooks begin to place the food on the table.

She hadn't eaten anything that morning, and now that it was finally noon, she had to go to the palace again.

"Princess, you'd better hurry! I heard that the General of the Northern Garrison has been seriously injured."

Su Muyao was taken aback at first. She had heard that the General of the North had always been stationed in the northern frontier.

They've actually come back now?

Just as Su Muyao was slowly climbing into the carriage, Eunuch De was sweating profusely with anxiety.

Judging from Grandpa De's appearance, he must be in a great hurry, or it must be a matter of life and death.

He got off the carriage and walked directly into the mansion.

Eunuch De thought that he had been urging the young princess too much.

The young princess threw a tantrum and refused to go, which made Eunuch De so anxious that he almost collapsed to the ground.

The Emperor said he would bring the young princess to the palace as quickly as possible.

If we go back too late, or if the little princess gets angry and refuses to go because of our urging, then we'll be in trouble.

With the General of the Northern Garrison dead, my own life is probably in danger as well.

Just as Eunuch De was about to rush into the princess's mansion, he saw the little princess sitting on the back of the big white wolf and brushing past him.

They rushed towards the palace.

Seeing this, Eunuch De finally felt relieved and quickly got into the carriage, urging the coachman to hurry up.

"Make way, make way, make way, it's urgent."

Su Muyao sat on the wolf's back and shouted loudly for the people in front to make way.

Everyone who saw the large wolf quickly moved aside.

Some people were about to curse when they saw that the wolf was carrying their little princess, so they quickly shut their mouths.

If the young princess says there's an urgent matter, it must be something extremely important, and judging from the direction she's heading, it's towards the palace gate.

Who dares to delay?

Soon Su Muyao arrived at the palace gate, and the guards at the gate quickly made way for her when they saw that she was the young princess.

Just kidding, this is the Imperial Advisor, even the Emperor himself issued an edict that the little princess could enter the palace whenever she wanted.

Normally, when a young princess attends the morning court, she is escorted by servants from her residence to the palace gate in a carriage, and then leisurely walks into the palace.

Otherwise, she could ride that pink and cute electric scooter she's been calling to the palace.

The journey was smooth and unobstructed.

Upon arriving at the emperor's study, they discovered that many ministers had already arrived.

"Uncle, what is it that you urgently summoned me here?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, everyone turned to look at Su Muyao.

Su Muyao, with her sharp eyes, noticed her disciple, Physician Wang, kneeling on the ground, trembling.

Could it be that I didn't teach the royal physician well enough, and he ended up killing someone?

When they looked up at the soft couch the emperor had set up in his study, they saw a white-haired old man lying on it.

My heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Physician Wang really killed the person?

No way, no way!

No, even if the doctor dies, it has nothing to do with me, right? What did I teach him again?

Oh, right, anatomy.

ah!

Su Muyao suddenly realized that the Imperial Physician Wang might have dissected the old man.

Then they studied the internal organs and intestines, but couldn't put them back together, right?

Upon hearing Xiao Dezi mention that it was General Su Muyao of the Northern Garrison, Wang Taiyi, who was kneeling by the bedside, looked at him with disbelief.

This bastard could have used anyone to test his skills, but he had to choose such an important figure—he can't possibly cover his own tracks!

The more I think about it, the more likely it seems!

Didn't we tell him to use those Japanese prisoners of war?

In the short distance from the door to the bedside, a million possibilities came to mind.

The emperor watched as Su Muyao slowly walked to the bedside and hurriedly asked, "Yaoyao, do you have any medicine that can save this General Zhenbei?"

Judging from the emperor's tone, it seems that the General Who Protects the Nation is not dead.

That's good, there's still a chance to save him!

If you took on an apprentice, you should clean up their mess!

After Su Muyao examined him, she discovered that the tendons in his hands and feet had been severed.

Moreover, his body was covered in deep whip marks that revealed the bone. Seeing this scene...

He breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed that Doctor Wang hadn't actually made the person nearly die.

He pretended to take out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve, poured out a Qi-restoring pill, and stuffed it into the old man's mouth.

He then waved for everyone else to leave, intending to pull out the arrow first.

However, his method was rather crude and simple. If Wang Taiyi learned this and pulled it out for someone but couldn't stop the bleeding, it would be a troublesome situation.

"How is it? Can it be saved?"

The emperor anxiously inquired from the side.

This General Zhenbei has been guarding the northern border for the great dynasty since he was young. Now, when he should be enjoying his old age, he was captured by the enemy and tortured to this extent.

"Alright, you can all leave now!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and walked out, especially the imperial physicians who were kneeling to the side.

After examining him, they determined that the General of the North was indeed beyond saving.

Before the young princess arrived, they had only kept their lives afloat by placing a thousand-year-old ginseng in the mouth of the General of the North.

The moment that breath is released, the person will instantly stop breathing.

After all, with wounds all over his body so deep that the bone was visible, they couldn't possibly make a move, especially with the arrow in his chest.

Once that arrow is removed, the General Who Guards the North will essentially die in the Northwest.

But the emperor issued a strict order: if the illness couldn't be cured, the entire Imperial Medical Academy would be executed.

In all their years of service in the palace, they had never seen the emperor so out of control.

After everyone had left, Su Muyao sat down on the edge of the bed, took out a bottle of spiritual spring water from her spatial storage, and poured it directly into the mouth of the General of the North.

Immediately afterwards, someone forcefully pulled the arrow out of his chest.

Then he poured the remaining spiritual spring water onto the wound.

After doing all that, he quickly went into the space and washed his hands.

This is truly a bloody mess!

After washing my hands, I grabbed a piece of tiramisu from my storage space and ate it happily.

A group of people were left outside, anxiously panicking.

Su Muyao held the tiramisu in her hand and used a spoon to put it into her mouth one spoonful at a time.

But her eyes were fixed on the old man, on the wound in his chest.

The injuries have healed remarkably well!

After finishing the tiramisu, he clapped his hands and took out his medicinal pills from his spatial storage.

He gave the pill to the old man in front of him, and then took out a small porcelain bottle containing a few blood-replenishing pills.

Then he sat down on the edge of the bed and waited quietly for the old man to wake up.

Suddenly, I remembered that my shop sells all kinds of pills.

These people are really stupid. Why didn't they go over and buy two pills for the old man to take?

They're stupid, but I'm not.

After using so much of her spiritual spring water and these pills, it should cost some money, right?

I'm a businessperson myself, I can't let myself suffer such a big loss.

Before an incense stick had burned out, the old man on the bed twitched his eyelids.

He quickly opened his eyes, looked around, and saw a little girl of about ten years old in front of him.