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

Before Meng Zhenzhen could think clearly, a force sent her into the body on the bed, and no matter how she struggled, it was useless.

The grandfather's voice came from his mind, "Zhenzhen girl, the grandfather sent you here, everything depends on you."

He then fell into a coma, but he was still aware of the outside world. What kind of place was this? It felt so strange.

At this time, where she couldn't see, the soul and body were merging.

After the court doctor left, Dong Yuwei sat alone at the table, feeling sad.

A middle-aged man walked in from outside the door. When Dong Yuwei saw her husband, she didn't know how to react and suddenly burst into tears.

"Peiwen, the court doctor said our daughter won't make it. What do you think we should do? Isn't this going to kill me? Peiwen, can you please save our daughter?"

"I'll give her my place, and I can divorce you..."

There was reluctance in Dong Yuwei's eyes and her body began to tremble slightly, as if she was in extreme sorrow.

Prime Minister Meng Zhifei looked at the woman he had liked since he was young, but now she had become like this because of something that happened in the inner palace.

In the past, she thought that there was a rift between her and him because of the concubine issue, but she didn't expect the impact to be so profound.

He held his wife in his arms and said, "Yuwei, what are you talking about? Zhenzhen is our only child. How could we let others hurt her? Let's find the best doctor. You must not ask for a divorce."

Dong Yuwei was crying bitterly, and Meng Zhenzhen's maid Moli, who was standing next to her, also knelt on the ground.

"Master, please save our young lady. She thinks she has never hurt anyone since she returned from her studies. She has been staying in the courtyard without leaving the main gate or the second door, but then..."

"But the second young lady hired someone to attack the young lady, and even drugged her. This was personally admitted by that person. Please make a decision for my young lady!"

Meng Zhifei couldn't just listen to the maid's one-sided words, nor did he believe that his second daughter, who had always been weak and well-behaved, was the kind of person who couldn't tell right from wrong. "Do you have any evidence? You are just accusing the master of the mansion. What crime should you be punished for?"

Jasmine lay on the ground without saying a word, her heart only concerned about the young lady's injustice. No matter what the prime minister said, she refused to get up.

Dong Yuwei knew that this maid was her daughter's playmate since childhood, who had followed her everywhere and was a very loyal person. It seemed that she had to deal with Aunt Zhang as soon as possible.

Dong Yuwei's expression changed when she was out of sight of the prime minister. "Peiwen, what should we do if Zhenzhen's master finds out that she has just returned home and is now unconscious?

Now Zhenzhen is the future Crown Princess, we can't afford to offend her, I think we should just ask the imperial physician, if he can't cure her, let Wenxiu marry the Crown Prince!"

The Prime Minister was furious and said sternly, "This is simply nonsense. How can the Crown Prince marry a concubine's daughter as the Crown Princess? This is simply wishful thinking. I will make the final decision on this matter."

The prime minister left Zijing Courtyard and went straight to the study. He thought about his wife's words over and over again. To him, his wife and legitimate daughter were always the most important to him.

A concubine and a concubine's daughter were just accidental acquisitions. He could tolerate her competing for favor, being jealous, and spending money lavishly, but she must never harm Zhenzhen's life.

After all, the master had said that this was her only bloodline, and she would never have children in this life unless things took a turn for the better.

He instructed the people in the dark, "Pay more attention to Aunt Zhang and the Second Miss. If they make any rash moves, report them immediately."

Several doctors came into Zijing Courtyard, and they all gave different opinions. When the nanny nearby heard such answers, she asked them to go back first.

Dong Yuwei leaned over to the lady's ear and told her guess. She also started to wonder in her heart, could it be that the court doctor didn't want his daughter to wake up?

Seeing her daughter, whose complexion had improved but who had not yet woken up, she instructed Jasmine, "You know the young lady best. Please take care of her personally. Remember to inform me if anything happens."

At this time, Meng Zhenzhen felt that the original body was very accepting of her, and even suspected that this was originally her, and she just lived in a different world this time.

She restored the original owner's memory in her mind to prevent the memory from being inconsistent when she woke up later, which would arouse suspicion.

It turns out that Meng Zhenzhen, as the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, was born to enjoy a lot of glory.

But when she was six years old, she fell seriously ill. Dong Yuwei and her husband had to take her to the temple to pray to the gods and Buddha for a glimmer of hope.

The eminent monk Zhengyi asked to send the child to a distant place to learn from a master. The couple did not quite believe it, but they had no other choice as they could not bear to see the child leave the world so early.

They handed the child over to Zhengyi. At first, he came back once every six months, then every two years, and finally when the eight-year period was up.

Unexpectedly, this young lady learned a lot, but seemed too naive, as if she was missing a nerve, so she was ambushed by the vicious second young lady.

But she is not as naive as the original owner. How vicious can a little girl be? There must be more than one person behind her!

Since she has come here, this is her home. If anyone dares to disturb her hard-earned rebirth life, she will cut off his hands and chop off his feet.

In modern times, Meng Zhenzhen has been brought up by his great grandfather since he was a child, and he has been taught everything from music, chess, calligraphy, and painting to ancient martial arts, internal skills, and Chinese and Western medicine.

He learned that from many teachers, otherwise he wouldn't be able to succeed in the special forces.

She sensed it and suddenly found that the ancient jade heirloom had also come with her. With this thing, she could live a comfortable life.

After all, she has been accumulating wealth since she was born, whether it is planting or gold, silver and jewelry, she has everything.

What's more, her current body still needs spiritual spring water to nourish it, otherwise she would have died before she could take revenge.

When she opened her eyes, she saw that Jasmine's eyes were red and swollen from crying. How could such a pretty girl become like this?

"Jasmine, you look so ugly when you cry like this."

Jasmine dropped the wet wipe in her hand, not quite believing what she saw. Just as she was about to call for help, she heard the young lady's voice to stop her.

"Jasmine, I just woke up and don't want to see anyone. Please guard the door for me and don't let anyone in. I need to heal my wounds."

Jasmine knew that the young lady had learned a lot of skills in the mountains, so she believed whatever she said. There was nothing the young lady could not learn.

In Jasmine's eyes, whatever her young lady does is right.