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

At night, the whole sky seemed to be soaked in ink, pitch black, and something seemed to be stirring, as if it wanted to devour something.

Meng Zhenzhen is developing some fun things in the house, which she is sure Mingyu will never forget for the rest of his life.

When Mingyu first fell into the Duke's Mansion, the secret guards secretly entered hidden mode and performed their duties.

Mingyu was still wondering why there was not a single guard in this Duke's Mansion, and not even a maid at the door, not even a gatekeeper.

Although it was strange, he thought that Meng Zhenzhen was not used to being guarded by someone. He even thought that this was a loophole left by Meng Zhenzhen for the wild man to have an affair with.

If Meng Zhenzhen knew that Mingyu was thinking this way, her three views, no, even her five views would be shattered, and he would have to come up with the idea.

Mingyu had just touched the door when he heard some noise in the dark. He glanced back and found nothing.

I thought he was too vigilant. After all, the Duke was a scholar, and how powerful could the guards in his mansion be?

He felt relieved and pushed the door with all his strength. Unexpectedly, the door was not locked. He went straight in and saw Meng Zhenzhen lying on the bed.

She was lying there in a pink gauze dress, her skin faintly visible, and the white light stung his heart, making him feel itchy.

The prince's vision is indeed good. Such a figure is really a bargain for him. Judging from her figure, she is just a virgin. I guess the prince would be so angry if he knew it. I feel happy just thinking about that scene.

It was so white and must feel very smooth to the touch. He was just about to reach out to take it, but he didn't expect to be hit hard on the head.

Meng Zhenzhen punched the man out of the door and shouted, "Come here, take this thief out and beat him to death. Let him remember that this is the Duke's Mansion, not a place for him to run wild."

Suddenly, more than a dozen men in black emerged from the darkness of Bauhinia Courtyard and started punching and kicking Mingyu. They hit him wherever it hurt the most, leaving no scars on his body.

Mingyu was struggling inside, his mouth full of dirt. He could see through the gaps between his kicking feet that the smile on his face was particularly bright under the light, and the maid beside him was also laughing.

Only then did he understand that this was no ignorant young lady of the world, but a devil, a demon who did not play by the rules.

He shouted with all his strength, his fingers scratching the dust on the ground, "Meng Zhenzhen, let me go quickly, otherwise, King Wen will not let you go. I am his adopted son."

He couldn't care about so many things now, he just wanted to survive. It wouldn't be too late to take revenge later. A lot of dirt was stuffed into his mouth and he was coughing from being beaten.

"Ahem...Meng Zhenzhen, let me go quickly, or else King Wen will not let you go."

Meng Zhenzhen walked up to him with a surprised expression and waved his hand. All the people in black around him stopped and stood by to guard.

It was as if he would be beaten up if he said something he didn't like.

"You said you are the son of King Wen, but do you have any evidence to prove it? After all, King Wen can be considered my uncle, so why would he let you seduce me?

Your words don't have much appeal, or are you kidding me?"

Mingyu rolled his eyes a few times and moved his body. The pain spread from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He didn't even have the strength to get up.

“I have nothing to prove, but I really grew up in Shaoshan.

King Wen asked me to come here to monitor you. It would be best if I could seduce you and make you fall in love with me and abandon the prince."

Meng Zhenzhen turned around and waved her hand, "Keep hitting him. Send him back home with one breath left. Let his family know that the Duke's Mansion is not a place he can enter and leave casually."

"Don't you see what kind of villain he is? He actually wants to replace the crown prince. He has no self-awareness at all."

Mingyu shouted, protecting his head with his hands, "Meng Zhenzhen, you are not trustworthy. Aren't you afraid that King Wen will come to trouble you?"

She sneered in her heart. You and your son are setting a trap for her, but she still wants to let you go. She is a big fool.

It seems that King Wen couldn't sit still anymore. Why did he send such an idiot? She has a pretty face and you can tell at a glance that she is under the control of thousands of men. But she doesn't even want it for free. She is so dirty.

Jasmine stood by and helped the young lady bathe. "Young lady, how did you know this guy would come tonight? If we catch him, should we tell the Duke?"

She sat in the bathtub and stretched out a pair of slender white hands, fiddling with the newly developed shower gel in her hands, "No need, there is no need for such people to bother father."

Ping Wan knocked on the door, walked in, and stood in front of the screen. "Miss, Meng Yan sent him back. I think he is only breathing his last breath. I don't know if he can survive."

She stepped out of the bathtub, and her naked body caught Jasmine's eyes.

She walked out directly with a bath towel wrapped around her, bringing with her a hint of fragrance that filled Pingwan's nostrils. She lowered her head even more.

"Tell Meng Yan that he can leave now and don't leave any evidence behind."

She would never treat any stranger appearing around her as an accident, let alone she was a girl, and the appearance of a young man around her should not be underestimated no matter what his purpose was.

She didn't expect that the first person King Wen wanted to deal with was her. Could it be that she had attracted his attention in some way? Or had she violated King Wen's interests?

This puzzled her.

But her belief has always been that when danger arises, it should be nipped in the bud.

Otherwise, who knows what crazy characters will appear later.

When Mingyu returned home, he scared the servant.

His guess turned out to be correct; the young master's action had indeed failed, and it was a very miserable failure.

The expression on his face was extremely sad. "Sir, you were beaten by the young lady of the Duke's Mansion. Aren't you very good at martial arts? How come you are like a waste in Shengjing City? Can you still stand up?"

Mingyu held on for a breath and returned to the bed, then fell into a coma. He was too embarrassed to tell the other party that he was beaten up by a group of people, and it was all fists, without any adulteration.

When the servant went to invite the lady back, he found that the young master had disappeared. He didn't know where he had gone.

The servant came back and searched around the yard for a long time but found nothing. He could not go to the Duke's Mansion to question him, so he could only send a letter back to King Wen.

However, the servant thought that the young master felt that the matter was not completed, so he left alone without saying a word to King Wen.

I don’t know where he went to be so carefree. After all, this was not the first time.