"What if it cannot be cured after three months?"
An Ruowan raised her chin, neither humble nor arrogant, "If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please!"
She was forced to become a disciple by a crazy old man in the countryside when she was a child. After studying medicine with him for ten years, she learned that this old man turned out to be a medical saint who had lived in seclusion decades ago.
Stubborn illnesses that others cannot cure can be brought back to life in his hands. Taking up the mantle from her master, and with the memory of Prince Rong's illness in her previous life, An Ruowan is absolutely sure that she can cure Prince Rong's illness.
"Sister Ruowan, please stop doing such inexplicable things to attract everyone's attention. Who doesn't know that your adoptive father is a gambler and that your adoptive mother is away from home all the time? How could you possibly know about medical science? Don't just say it through hearsay and pretend to be cool here. Already?"
An Zhining couldn't hold back her anger. How could she, An Ruowan, a country bumpkin from the countryside, dare to let Prince Rong marry her?
Even a famous lady like her in the capital could not even see Prince Rong in the past, but Prince Rong actually took the initiative to talk to her. This bitch must be too good at causing trouble.
Mo Ziqing quickly echoed: "Yes, my lord, don't be fooled by this woman. She is just a country bumpkin who has never seen the world. You are a noble person. If something happens to her, if something happens to her, you can't even afford the compensation if she dies ten times." of!"
Madam Marquis Anding simply said: "According to my wife's opinion, Prince Rong dragged her down and slapped her forty times, so that she dared not speak lies!"
An Ruowan stared at the half-stretched hand in the sedan curtain, and a thin layer of sweat slowly appeared on her back.
"Bring her up."
The sedan curtain was lowered, and despite everyone's disbelieving looks, Qingfeng dismounted and led An Ruowan to the carriage.
"If you dare to have any evil thoughts, you will be cut into pieces!"
An Ruowan's expression changed slightly, and she stepped onto the carriage directly.
As soon as I entered the car, I smelled a strong smell of incense mixed with medicine, which was so stuffy that I couldn't breathe. The interior of the huge car frame was almost as big as an ordinary person's room, but there was only a sick beauty leaning against it. .
An Ruowan saw the true face of Prince Rong for the first time in her past life. She was overwhelmed by this man's evil appearance. He was actually much more beautiful than the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. When he poked at that, he was covered with coverings. It would be prudent not to go.
"An Zhengqian's daughter?"
An Ruowan was startled, "Prince Rong recognizes me?"
The man said lazily: "You look like your father, not as stupid as your mother."
He stretched out his wrist and rested it on a hand pillow, "Take your pulse and let me see what else you can make up."
An Ruowan shook her head, suddenly pulled out a thin hairpin from her head, burned it with a candle, and half-knelt in front of Prince Rong.
"Prince Rong, please offend me. I may have to stab you in several large holes to force out the poisonous blood."
As soon as this sentence came out, Gu Beichen suddenly opened his half-closed eyes, looked at An Ruowan up and down for a long time, and suddenly laughed.
"You are so brave. Did you know that stabbing a relative of the emperor or a member of the royal family would be a serious crime against the nine clans?"
An Ruowan's expression didn't even change: "It won't be bad."
She raised her head and stared straight at Gu Beichen, her eyes full of indomitable self-confidence, "Your Majesty, he was killed among the dead, so he can't be afraid of needles, right?"
Gu Beichen chuckled, "What a smart mouth."
"Tie it."
An Ruowan took a breath and began to slowly pinch acupuncture points on Gu Beichen's body and insert needles.
In less than a stick of incense, several large acupuncture points had been pierced. She held the thin hairpin and pointed it at Gu Beichen's palm, her heartbeat suddenly became a little faster.
She naturally has confidence in her medical skills, but now life and death depend on this. If there is any accident, she is afraid that she will have to answer here.
Instead of living a life of frustration and not having a good death, it’s better to give it a try!
Gu Beichen looked at the woman in front of him with a fixed look in his eyes, and suddenly struck his palm with a hairpin!
Immediately, blood rushed out of Gu Beichen's palm, and for a while, there was an unstoppable trend.
The strong smell of blood made Qingfeng, who had been fighting on the battlefield all year round, instantly realize that something was wrong, and he quickly shouted anxiously into the carriage: "What happened to the prince?"
"Do you need the general to come in?"
There was silence inside the frame for a long time.
Just when Qingfeng was about to rush in, a faint male voice came from inside.
"nothing."
Gu Beichen stared at the black blood that was constantly pouring out, his eyes completely filled with shock.
He knew that he had been poisoned, but the poison was so strong that it hurt his heart. He searched for famous doctors but no one dared to force the poison out. The only medical sage who could cure him had already lived in seclusion in the mountains.
Unexpectedly, today I was raped by a little girl...
An Ruowan's wrist was suddenly pinched by the man, and Gu Beichen stared at her coldly: "Who are you and who did you learn medical skills from?"
She didn't panic and just said quietly: "I have proven my medical skills, now it is up to you, Your Majesty, to fulfill your promise."
Gu Beichen paused for a moment, then looked at the woman's clearly frightened but strangely determined eyes, and a different emotion suddenly arose in his heart.
"Qingfeng."
Qingfeng, who was anxious outside, quickly responded, "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
"The king has decided to marry An Ruowan as his royal concubine and hold a wedding ceremony on a certain date."
These words were like throwing a bomb in the crowd, and everyone was shocked instantly.
"Etiquette must be as important as possible, and the sooner the better."
Qingfeng opened his mouth wide and swallowed his surprise easily, "Okay, I'll get someone to take care of it immediately!"
Mo Ziqing couldn't believe his ears, why did Prince Rong want to marry that country bitch? He just insulted An Ruowan, wouldn't he want to take revenge as soon as she gets married?
Thinking of this, Mo Ziqing rushed over to stop the carriage. Regardless of his previous fear, he shouted at the carriage.
"My lord, think twice! Although this bitch is the legitimate daughter of the prime minister, she grew up among poor people in the countryside. Her adoptive father loved gambling and drank too much. She doesn't know how many bad habits she has learned from him. What she is best at is cheating and kidnapping. You must not be fooled by her methods!"
"Yes, even though I am sister Ruowan's sister, I can't stand her being so deceitful."
An Zhining also followed and pointed out: "I heard that most of the friends my sister has made in the countryside are men. These people have also come to the Prime Minister's Mansion to find my sister. They get along very ambiguously. I am taking care of it." My sister’s reputation is not good and everyone talks about it, but at this point, I can’t allow my sister to ruin the reputation of the prime minister’s house, let alone the reputation of the prince!”
The carriage was silent for a long time.
An Zhining was overjoyed. Sure enough, what kind of skills could such a bumpkin have? He was just talking. She didn't believe any man could tolerate a woman cuckolding him, let alone someone with the status of Prince Rong!
Qingfeng didn't know what he said to the sedan chair. He turned around and walked up to Mo Ziqing and An Zhining. He looked at their earnest eyes and sneered.
"Disrespectful to the future princess, someone, drag these two people down and slap them for fifty years!"
