The princess is rebellious and brings space to make trouble for the villain

Fang Shiwan: ...Is it so easy to ban this identity? She doesn't want it, because she will lose her freedom.

And what did he say, Prince Qi? Fang Shiwan quickly searched for information about him from his original body's memory. He didn't expect that he was the prince who was rumored to be a homosexual in the imperial city. He was also the unpopular fourth prince. He was given the title of Prince Qi because of his meritorious service. The emperor gave him the title casually.

Fang Shiwan secretly complained in her heart, how could the emperor make her a princess for this unpopular prince? Looking at Fu Jingheng, who seemed to be smiling and trying to please her, she cursed him in her heart as a "lackey".

"No need for that, Princess. Just settle the bill for our neighbor later."

When he heard it was so simple, Fu Jingheng immediately smiled happily, "Okay, okay."

With a sigh, Fang Shiwan was ultimately unable to find a way to escape and could only accept his fate and treat the unpopular King Qi.

Fu Jingheng looked at Fang Shiwan's ever-changing face and stood there staring at her.

The two of them looked at each other for a long time, and Fang Shiwan said unhappily, "Dog...why don't you go out?"

"What? Are you asking me to get out after watching for so long?"

"What else? Will he be fine just by looking at your face?"

Fu Jingheng: ...

"Don't worry, I don't even like this gay man. If my mother hadn't told my grandfather not to stand by and watch someone die, I wouldn't even look at you."

Fu Jingheng was severely struck by her words. What a sharp-tongued and unique woman! When he was struggling with whether to leave or not, Zhou came over.

"Wan'er, what's wrong?"

It was too late for Fang Shiwan to stop him. She glared at Fu Jingheng and said, "Mom, take this lackey out. I've learned some basic Kung Fu and will see if I can cure this King Qi."

"Wan'er, can you really cure it?"

Fang Shiwan blinked her eyes and said, "Mom, let me try. If it doesn't work, call a doctor."

Fu Jingheng was so angry when she called him a lackey that his breath was stuck in his chest. He thought about the facial paralysis and asked, "What? You can't cure it?"

"Which eye of yours saw that I can't be cured? I said give it a try."

“What if it doesn’t work after trying?”

"Let's talk about it if it can't be cured. Besides, the King Qi's illness has been going on for a long time. Can it be that it will take a while?"

The corners of Fu Jingheng's mouth twitched. What she said seemed to make sense.

Zhou looked at the man in pain, her heart trembling a little, and then she said, "Sir, let's go outside and wait for a while. I'm here anyway. If anything happens, you can arrest me."

Fang Shiwan: ...Is there a mother who would walk into a trap like this? Isn't she afraid of being kidnapped by human traffickers?

Fu Jingheng looked at the two people and found that they looked very similar. He guessed that the woman in front of him was Fang Shiwan's mother. Forget it, he smiled and said, "Okay, ma'am."

After the two men walked out of the room, Fang Shiwan turned around and looked at the man sitting on the ground in front of him.

He was wearing a dark robe with a auspicious cloud pattern embroidered on the belt, which fit him very well. His long hair was tied up high with a jade crown. His three-dimensional facial features were angular, and his thick black eyebrows outlined his deep eyes. His innate aristocratic aura seemed to be cold, and his awe and dominance could not be concealed even when surrounded by poison.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, he's so handsome, but he's been poisoned by so many things."

Mo Qitian seemed to sense the provocation from the woman in front of him and suddenly raised his head, but in just a moment, he was attacked by the painful poison again.

Seeing him in such pain, Fang Shiwan didn't dare to delay any longer and brought him into the medical room of his own space with his mind.

Lying on the hospital bed, Fang Shiwan took out an anesthetic needle and gave Mo Qitian an injection. Mo Qitian closed his eyes instantly and became unconscious.

Using a comprehensive physical examination plan, she drew blood from Mo Qitian and conducted examinations. The whole process took her a lot of effort.

Then they checked him with an electrocardiogram sticked on his chest, and gave Mo Qitian some glucose and other nutrient solutions.

Because the blood test report had not come out yet, Fang Shiwan didn't dare to give him too many medicines. He took out the antidote he had made from the next room and put it into Mo Qitian's mouth.

"The last time I gave the antidote to all poisons to my mother, you died. This medicine is also an antidote. Although it is not as strong as that medicine, it can at least control the poison for you."

Fang Shiwan muttered a few words to the person with closed eyes on the hospital bed, and vaguely heard someone knocking on the door outside the space. Fang Shiwan then took Mo Qitian out.

"I've brought Divine Doctor Zou here. Please let me in."

"Ye Xin, don't be anxious. The girl said she would treat your prince's illness. Wait a little longer."

Ye Xin seemed to have heard something shocking. He said in disbelief, "Master Fu, you actually let a little girl treat my prince? My prince's illness is difficult even for Doctor Zou. You are so bold."

Ye Xin ignored Fu Jingheng's obstruction and insisted on going in. Doctor Zou at the side was also a little shocked by Fu Jingheng's behavior. Although Fu Jingheng usually made small moves, he always handled matters related to the prince very calmly. Why was he so reckless today?

What if the other party is just trying to cover up their tracks and murder the prince?

"Yes, Jingheng, I think you should let us in. If something happens, it's not something you and I can handle."

Fu Jingheng was reminded of what the two said. Just now, he was thinking about the fate between King Qi and the girl, and he actually thought about some confused things in his mind. Where are the gods in this world? The gods are all in the temple.

"Doctor Zou, this..."

Zhou saw that several people were worried, and said gently: "Don't worry, the girl inside is my daughter. She is not what you think. I..."

'squeak'

At this time, the door was clocked in. Fang Shiwan looked at the many people at the door and walked out.

"Mom, since the miracle doctor is here, let's not disturb him. Let's go."

"Okay, evening."

Zhou had heard that what they said implied that her daughter was harming the people inside, and she instantly felt a little dissatisfied with them.

After hearing this, Doctor Zou and his companions didn't care about anything else and rushed in. They were stunned when they saw Mo Qitian lying on the ground.

This prince was actually put on the ground by the girl just now?

Although it is July, the prince is suffering from the poison now. What if he catches a cold?

"Quick, help the prince up. The ground is so cold, how can he sleep here?"

"Yes, yes, you're right." After hearing this, Ye Xin was afraid that his master would make matters worse, so he picked up Mo Qitian and put him on the armchair beside him.

Doctor Zou walked forward to take Mo Qitian's pulse, his expression changed from serious to shocked and then to incredible.