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

Mo Qitian took a look, curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and then walked away without paying attention to Princess An Ning's anxious expression.

Princess An Ning heard the noise behind her and quickly turned around, her expression changed immediately.

"Okay, Fu Jingheng, you eavesdrop on my conversation with my cousin."

Fu Jingheng was urged over here by the night wind for no reason. He was still relieving himself and hadn't even put on his pants when he was urged over.

It’s just that, my pants were not put on properly, and I stepped on a stone and tripped over my crotch.

"Hey, Princess An Ning, why are you coming to Prince Qi's mansion instead of staying at home to show off your sewing?" He was really pissed off. Why did she come at this time instead of any other time?

"What is it to you?" Princess An Ning said angrily, with her hands on her hips.

Fu Jingheng secretly pulled up his trousers, unwilling to be outdone: "What do you mean don't let me care? I'm a guest at Prince Qi's mansion, why can't I ask a question?"

"Humph, what do you know as a reckless man?"

Fu Jingheng smiled innocently and walked around to Princess An Ning. "No, Princess An Ning, you should just give up on this idea. A person with facial paralysis will not like you."

"Look at me, the second son of the general's mansion, so elegant and graceful, why don't you marry me?"

"Bah! Unless all the men in the Qian Dynasty are dead, this princess will not marry you. No, I won't marry you even if all the men are dead." Princess An Ning glared at him.

After saying that, Princess An Ning fanned her nose several times with her hands, full of disgust: "Hey! What's that smell on you?

After Fu Jingheng heard this, his ears turned red. He raised his sleeves, sniffed, and wondered, "Is it that smelly?"

"Fu Jingheng, you didn't just go to the toilet, did you?"

"How do you know?" Fu Jingheng asked without thinking, and then he found that he was blushing.

"Really?" Princess An Ning pinched her nose and stepped back several steps: "Go change your clothes quickly, it stinks, I'm afraid you fell into the toilet."

"You're the one who fell into the toilet, An Ning. Have you ever seen a gentleman who looked so handsome even after falling into the toilet?"

"Hmph, who knows..."

Ye Feng listened to the conversation between the two natural enemies behind him and felt ashamed. Fortunately, Princess An Ning was not married to the prince, otherwise, he, a guard, would have suffered a lot.

"Ye Feng, go check the matter of the pension that the emperor allocated five years ago. Remember, everyone who takes over must check it."

"Your Majesty, didn't the money come in a long time ago?"

"This king wants you to check again. Remember not to alarm anyone."

Although he didn't know why the prince asked about this matter, he more or less knew that this matter was of great importance, otherwise the prince would not have wanted to investigate it.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"By the way, tomorrow is the fifteenth day of the lunar month. Has Doctor Zou's medicine been developed yet?"

"Your Highness, I have asked, and Doctor Zou said that you can take the medicine tonight, so you don't have to worry."

Mo Qitian nodded. On the fifteenth of last month, for some reason the poison attacked him early. Fortunately, Wan'er was not scared.

Thinking of the person who poisoned him, Mo Qitian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his sleeves creaked with fear from his clenched fists, which scared Ye Feng who was standing next to him.

"My Lord, why don't you ask the princess to detoxify you? The princess is a skilled doctor and can cure your poison with just one pill. Besides, the princess is now your wife-to-be, so she will not refuse to save you."

Mo Qitian's eyes condensed into two sparks, revealing a barely perceptible smile that was fleeting, and he raised his thin lips, "Ye Feng, go and tell Doctor Zou to let him go out and play for a while."

Ye Feng smiled respectfully and said, "Yes, Your Majesty," and then left.

In a remote small courtyard in Prince Qi's mansion, the courtyard was filled with medicinal herbs. An old man with white hair was humming a little tune as he leisurely prepared the medicine that the prince would use tonight.

"It's almost done. You can give it to the prince tonight, and then give it again tomorrow. The poison will definitely not take effect on the fifteenth day of tomorrow."

The white-haired old man rubbed his hands, his face full of anticipation. This was the result of his research for more than half a month, and he would wait to see the effect of the prince's work tomorrow.

"Divine Doctor Zou, Divine Doctor Zou..."

Doctor Zou raised his head and looked towards the door. Seeing that it was Ye Feng, he said with a smile, "Guard Ye Feng, you are here. Come and take a look at these medicines of mine. These are the results of my research for half a month. I guarantee that the prince will not be poisoned tomorrow."

Ye Feng looked at the herbs placed around him and looked at Doctor Zou with sympathy.

"Doctor Zou, please go out and have fun."

Doctor Zou didn't hear his words clearly, and asked with a smile: "Guard Ye Feng, what did you say?"

Ye Feng pursed his lips, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Doctor Zou, I say that you should go out and have fun, whether it's hiking or swimming. The prince has given you a holiday, so you don't have to rush back."

Princess An Ning and Fu Jingheng, who were playing not far away, were startled by the sound. They looked at each other, stopped playing, and walked towards this side tacitly.

"How can this be possible? I am the miracle doctor of King Qi. If I leave, how can his poison be cured? No, I cannot leave."

Doctor Zou sat directly on the stone bench beside him, with his arms folded across his chest, pouting his lips with an expression of disapproval, his mouth puffed up like a bun.

"No, you want to go." Ye Feng also sat down.

"No, I don't want to go." Doctor Zou twisted his body and turned his face away, "Humph."

Ye Feng really wanted to slap himself in the face. He was talking nonsense and now he was shooting himself in the foot. This stubborn old man was not so easy to fool.

"Doctor Zou, the prince said that he is not feeling unwell now. You have worked hard to serve him for so many years. Now that you are given a leave, maybe you can bring a wife back."

"Bring a wife? I want to be a miracle doctor in my lifetime. I am obsessed with medicine. Will marrying a wife cause trouble?"

Ye Feng pulled the corner of his mouth.

"Divine Doctor Zou..."

"Ye Feng, how can you let Doctor Zou go out to travel? If my cousin is unwell, won't there be no one to treat him?"

At this time, Princess An Ning and Fu Jingheng walked in.

When Ye Feng saw Princess An Ning, his head hurt even more. It was over. Once Princess An Ning came, he would be scolded by Princess An Ning, not to mention trying to convince Doctor Zou.

He really wanted to slap himself. Couldn't Doctor Zou and the princess heal the prince together? What nonsense was he talking about? He had to explain the princess's abilities thoroughly.

"Princess An Ning, the prince said that Divine Doctor Zou is old and needs proper rest. If there is anything wrong, then there will be no one to treat the prince in the future, right?"

"No, I'm in good health. I'm a miracle doctor. Is there anything I can't heal myself?"

"It is said that it is difficult for a doctor to heal himself. Doctor Zou, you understand this, right?" Ye Feng reminded.

After hearing what he said, Doctor Zou suddenly remembered the woman who treated the prince last time. His deep eyes scanned Ye Feng up and down, "Ye Feng, you guys don't think my medical skills are not good enough, so you want the prince to find that woman to treat him?"