Medical Doctor Travels Through Time to Train the Prince to Become a Wife-Controlled

As time passed, the prince marched all the way and finally reached the border area.

There was desolation everywhere. As soon as he got off his horse, he saw that General Zou's arm was injured, so he hurried to support him. "General Zou, don't salute. There are not so many rules here."

General Zou had a puzzled look on his face, and was a little bit incredulous. "Your Highness, why did you come here? Not only is the wind and sand strong, but everything is in short supply. It's too dangerous for you to be here."

The prince pointed to the supplies and people behind him and said in a sonorous voice, "I am the prince of the Southern Kingdom, and I am your leader. I cannot let my brothers fight on the front line while I enjoy myself in the back.

These are the supplies that the Crown Princess prepared for our battle, as well as the Taifu and medicine. Arrange them quickly."

The black-faced general behind him looked everywhere but didn't see the Crown Princess. "Your Highness, where is the Crown Princess? How come I can't see her?"

General Zou patted him on the shoulder and said, "What are you talking about? Why would the Crown Princess come here? Stop thinking about becoming my disciple. You haven't even mastered the skills I've left for you."

The prince followed them into the tent, sat on a stool, and drank some water. It tasted a little astringent and even smelled bad, but he did not show any disgust. These people had been drinking here for several years.

"Tell me briefly what the current situation is so that we can formulate the next strategy."

General Zou sighed and frowned, “I don’t know what happened to the Western Kingdom this time, the attack was very fierce.

Their soldiers seem to be practicing some kind of formation, which has caused too much damage to our soldiers, and now there are many casualties."

The prince picked up the topographic map next to him and looked at it carefully. "I brought 100,000 people with me this time. Judging from the situation, it will not be over in a short time."

When Meng Zhenzhen received the first letter, he had already arrived at the border.

After seeing the scenes described in it, she didn't expect it to be so serious. It seems that she has to be prepared for this protracted battle.

She had wanted to visit other brothels that day, but she was shocked by the scene before her.

A woman was dragged into the house by several men and suffered an inhumane beating. The sounds coming from the house reached Meng Zhenzhen's ears and felt extremely harsh.

"Ping Wan, find out whose young master this person is. He is so arrogant. Shengjing City has its own laws."

Meng Zhenzhen entered a private room and felt very bored listening to the music in front of her, which did not stir up any waves.

"Go down, I'll be alone."

A graceful woman came out, wearing a gauze dress, looming in the distance.

Meng Zhenzhen held the fan in his hand without any reaction, and a bell-like sound came to his ears.

"Is there anything wrong with my performance, sir? Can I change the song?"

Meng Zhenzhen didn't even raise her eyelids. Jasmine directly asked the person to leave and complained, "Miss, the music here is far inferior to ours. Even I can't stand it anymore."

She smiled but said nothing, just staring out the door without saying anything, not knowing who would be the next unlucky person.

Ping Wan knocked on the door and came in directly, "Miss, that young master is a bastard from the second prince's mother's family, and he is usually spoiled.

The reputation of the brothel is not very good in Shengjing City, not to mention that it even abused many good girls. "

Before Meng Zhenzhen could say anything, Jasmine beside her couldn't help but say, "This is too abominable. How can ordinary women not be human beings? Are they just controlled by others and suffer innocent abuse? This is too cruel."

This reminded her of her previous life. If the young lady hadn't picked her up and brought her home, she would have been ruined to death.

Ping Wan tugged at her clothes and shook her head. The young lady would naturally make her own judgment on what exactly happened.

She knew very well that a maid should not talk too much. Jasmine was usually too relaxed, and once in the palace, it would bring disaster to her master.

Jasmine lowered her head and circled her fingers, "Miss, I was wrong. I shouldn't have commented so carelessly."

Meng Zhenzhen didn't say anything, and took out a bottle of ointment from her arms, "Take some time to give it to that woman. I need her to be alive and well."

She got up and left the brothel. The smell there made her feel uncomfortable all over.

I suddenly wanted to eat hotpot today. As soon as I walked to the door, I bumped into a man in white clothes, like a fairy descending to earth.

The other person bowed slightly to Meng Zhenzhen, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance on his body. Before she could react, she only saw that the other person looked like a gentleman.

"I was really rude to bump into you just now. How about I invite you to have a meal together as compensation to you?"

Meng Zhenzhen didn't believe that just anyone she met would invite her to dinner, but she also wanted to see who was setting a trap for her.

"Okay, I'm just feeling hungry today, so you guys better take good care of your wallets, because I have a big appetite."

She strode forward with a hint of sneer on her face, "Moli, tell the shopkeeper here to serve me all the meat dishes and send them directly to my box."

There is one thing about Jasmine that no one else can learn, and that is the tacit understanding between her and Meng Zhenzhen. She can tell in the blink of an eye that someone is going to play a prank on them again.

Some types of meat in the store are particularly expensive, so usually few people order them.

Meng Zhenzhen extended her hand to the man, and was very polite. "Please, this is my private room. Please don't be polite today, sir. I am very familiar with the food here. I guarantee that you will want to come again after you have eaten it."

Mingyu, the man in white, smiled slightly, as if it was no big deal, and held a fan in his hand, looking quite human.

"Eat as much as you want today, young master. I can still pay for the meal."

Meng Zhenzhen stared into his eyes. It was the first time she found a man who could perform this kind of pure desire to the extreme, as if he had practiced it thousands of times.

Within an incense stick's time, the hot pot was served. Meng Zhenzhen was not one to act pretentiously and just ate heartily.

I don't know what I was thinking about, so I stopped talking, "I wonder if Brother Mingyu knows that you look like a certain type of person, especially charming."

Mingyu thought the other party was fascinated by him and was praising him, but he was still pretending, "Oh, Mingyu is just an ordinary person, not charming."

Meng Zhenzhen wiped the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, "You are like a little bottom being pressed down, suitable to be loved and pampered by a man who is delicate and delicate. Just thinking about you makes me so charming."

She never stops talking until she shocks someone. Mingyu was so frightened that a mouthful of chili pepper went straight down his throat. Even drinking a glass of water didn't help.

His red eyes stared at her and his fingers began to tremble.