The almighty crazy concubine is tough on the audience, and the prince passes the knife behind him

"How about coaxing my father into doing well and allowing me to take over the East Palace. When I ascend the throne, I will grant you the position of queen. How about that?" Xin Xiulin threw out a big bait.

"Promise me the position of queen? Haha!" Si Fengying laughed, but there was a coldness in his eyes.

Each of these people wanted to take advantage of her. In order to win over Beixin, her father even gave her as a gift to the old emperor. Would she trust a foreign man who made empty promises?

Xin Xiulin is ambitious and will do whatever it takes to achieve her goals. If she helps him ascend to the throne, what awaits her will be the end of being killed.

"Yes, with your beauty and skills in bed, you will definitely make my father happy. When the time comes, you can give him some advice..." Xin Xiulin put his mouth to her ear and whispered a few words.

"Okay." Si Fengying looked at him and nodded, and agreed without hesitation.

This man is a greedy, suspicious, and ferocious wolf. Cooperating with him is like seeking skin from a tiger, but she must also take risks because he wants to take advantage of her! Maybe she wasn't trying to take advantage of him.

Make use of each other and get what each needs.

When the time comes, it will all depend on who has the upper hand. It may not necessarily be who is the one who kills the donkey. !

"Then tonight, let's practice again, how to make your father happy?" Her soft, boneless hand reached through his collar.

"It's time to practice hard. I will not let the princess down." Xin Xiulin smiled evilly, picked him up and strode away, disappearing into the night.

*******

Zhongyun City, Imperial Palace.

Cheng Qingqing put away the silver needle when she saw her father's face returned to normal.

Seeing that my mother still looked worried, she said, "Father is fine."

"That's great." When Cheng Ying heard what her daughter said, her heart dropped and she gathered Baili Changyao's robe.

Several imperial doctors were fascinated. It was their first time to see such a fast acupuncture technique, which made them dazzled. However, every injection was accurate. It was definitely not possible for ordinary people to achieve such a state.

"I admire the princess's acupuncture skills."

"Thank you for your hard work, my lords. Now my father is fine. You can go back now!" Cheng Qingqing said.

"Your Highness, can I take your Majesty's pulse?" asked the eldest imperial doctor.

The three of them are now the emperor's dedicated doctors, and they must understand the emperor's pulse so that they can be recorded.

"Okay." Cheng Qingqing put the things away and moved out of the way.

Cheng Yifei came over, looked at the silver needle in her hand and asked, "When did you learn medical skills?"

"Learned it from Ling Batian." Ling Batian had been with him for more than a month as a disciple of the miracle doctor, so it was best to use him as a shield.

Sure enough, Cheng Yingfei dispelled the doubts in his heart, "You finally don't worry my mother."

Thinking about how she was brainless and unreasonable before, and she went out to cause trouble all day long, which gave him and his mother a lot of headaches.

Unexpectedly, after marrying and going to Prince Jing'an's palace, my whole personality would change when I came back.

Cheng Qingqing glared at him, "Why are you talking to your sister?"

Cheng Yifei looked at her without saying anything, always feeling that there was a secret between her and King Jing'an, for example! They arrived in Daxingguo overnight, which is incredible.

But seeing that they didn't want to say more, neither he nor his mother asked.

He turned around and walked to the bed to see his father.

The three imperial doctors all checked Baili Changyao's pulse. Except for some lack of Qi, there were no major problems.

After taking notes, the three imperial doctors all quit.

Cheng Yifei was worried and decided to stay with his mother to guard his father.

"Mother, my father is fine now, so I will leave the palace first." Cheng Qingqing said.

Si Wenchang tried to control his father with the Soul Locking Technique, but she had already cracked it and fought back. She believed that Si Changtai had now suffered backlash.

She also placed a defensive formation on her father's chest. Unless Si Changtai wanted to die with his father, he would no longer be controlled by Si Wenchang.

***

Cheng Qingqing returned to the princess mansion, and Zheng Dadong greeted her and told her that Li Beimo was in the guest room where Luo Qin lived.

"Okay, I'll go take a look." She said.

"Princess, please come this way." Zheng Dadong took her over.

When she arrived at Luo Qin's place, she was about to push the door open when she saw the door opened from the inside, revealing Li Beimo's figure.

"Qingqing, are you back?"

"Yeah." Cheng Qingqing nodded and walked into the study.

"I see that your face looks a little bad. Did something happen in the palace?"

Li Beimo helped her take off her cloak and asked, suddenly, he found a few drops of blood on her sleeves, "What's this blood about?"

"Something happened." Cheng Qingqing did not hide anything from them and told them everything about her father being subjected to the Soul Locking Technique by Si Wenchang.

"This Si family father and son are really disgusting. Fortunately, we came back in time." Li Beimo said somewhat thankfully.

"This afternoon, my father issued a decree to announce that the enthronement ceremony will be held tomorrow. Si Wenchang may have figured it out and wanted to use the Soul Locking Technique to prevent his father from enthroning. It's really ridiculous." Cheng Qingqing sneered.

"Is that so?" Li Beimo's expression changed slightly.

After they entered Zhongyun City, because Luo Qin's legs were inconvenient, Cheng Qingqing asked him to take Luo Qin back to the princess mansion first. Unexpectedly, within half a day, something like this happened.

"Father is fine now. I fought back. Director Tai is probably unconscious now." Cheng Qingqing said.

The two walked into the room while talking.

"Second Senior Brother, we may be a little busy recently. Please forgive me if we are not well received!" She said with a smile.

Luo Qin also smiled and said, "Qingqing said this to be polite. It's only me who followed you to cause you trouble."

"Haha! Then I won't be polite."

Cheng Qingqing's eyes fell on his legs and said, "Second Senior Brother, I want to operate on you tonight."

"Tonight?" Luo Qin looked at her in surprise, shook his head and said, "Qingqing, since His Majesty will hold the enthronement ceremony tomorrow, you should be very busy. Let's talk about it in a few days!"

He put his hand on his leg and said, "It's been a long time anyway, so there's no rush for a day or two."

"I'm not needed for matters in the palace."

Cheng Qingqing decided to operate on him tonight, "Second Senior Brother, your leg has been injured for too long. You must operate as soon as possible, but there are some things I want to tell you first."

Seeing his persistence, Luo Qin nodded, "Then you say it."

"Well, it's been three months since your leg was fractured. The fractured area may have been malformed by a callus. When the surgery is done, the original healed bone will be broken. This is equivalent to another fracture, and then I will set the bone." Cheng Qingqing told him some situations.

Hearing this, Luo Qin's eyes flashed with excitement, "I believe Qingqing, I will leave my leg to you."

It was a pity that he couldn't see such a rare operation.