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

Half an hour passed before the door was reopened. The servant carried the excrement bucket and left directly, fearing that it would cause the prince's dissatisfaction.

She had to remind him again, "The excrement must be buried deep in a pit and no one else should come into contact with it. Otherwise, if people get infected again, I won't be able to do anything about it."

She asked people to open all the doors and windows for ventilation before going in to take the patient's pulse again. The pulse had indeed changed and was much better than before, but it was closer to the poison.

She fed the third prince another antidote pill and asked him to drink two drops of spiritual spring water.

He seemed to smell the smell again. He found it on the bed. It was inconvenient for a woman to touch a man's bed. She looked at the dean and said, "Dean, please help me get the third prince's pillow out."

The dean put on gloves, pinched the pillow and threw it on the ground outside. She took the guards' swords and cut the pillow open. A foul odor came out from inside, and everyone covered their noses.

The butler was even more shocked. "Impossible. The Third Prince's underwear is under the watchful eyes of someone. It is impossible to add anything inside."

At this time, Tianyi came over with a maid, "Prince, Princess, this maid has recently contacted people from the Second Prince's Mansion, and we found hundreds of taels of silver in her room."

The maid was held on the ground, but she didn't struggle, as if she had accepted her fate. "It was me who poisoned her. The Second Prince has promised me that as long as I poisoned her, he would let me leave here and marry an honest man. A sickly person will die anyway, sooner or later. I just helped him."

The prince was furious, he never thought that the second prince would hurt his brother just for a position. The third prince would not hinder him at all, so why bother!

The prince's eyes were filled with resentment, and he stared at the maid as if she were a dead person. "Tianyi, take the person away and let her experience the feeling of not being able to die."

She felt bad seeing the prince's reaction. This was the price he had to pay to ascend the throne. She stepped forward and held his hand. "It's okay. I will always be with you."

Before the prince could respond, the dean coughed and said, "The Crown Princess's medical skills are superb. I admire them. However, I hope to have a chance to exchange medical skills with the Crown Princess so that we can have more fresh insights."

She covered her mouth with a handkerchief and smiled, "I'll definitely be able to do it if there's a chance."

She watched the backs of the many doctors leaving, then pulled the prince into the house and checked it over and over again until she had cleaned the house thoroughly.

Afterwards, I checked that his body was recovering, but it would take some time for him to get back to normal, after all, he was as thin as a stick now.

I called the housekeeper and explained some daily care, how to eat and supplement nutrition to him before I left with peace of mind.

As soon as the two of them got on the carriage, she was held in Nan Manning's arms, rubbing against him like a big dog, making her clothes wrinkled.

Quickly pushing his head away, the two looked at each other, "What's wrong with you? Could it be that the Second Prince has hurt you?"

He was silent for a moment and shook his head. "I just feel that this road is too bloody. Every emperor's hands are stained with countless blood, and these hands will never be clean again."

She knew that the prince had made a mistake, so she quickly interlocked her hands with his, "This makes both of us unclean. We only kill those who should be killed. We just want to live, isn't that right? Cheer up, we still have a long way to go."

The prince held her in his arms without saying a word, he enjoyed the quietness of the moment. He was not a prince, nor a high-ranking emperor, nor was he the meat bone pursued by some high-ranking women. He was just a girl's fiancé, nothing more.

He wished so much that this moment could stop, but the reality was impossible. He was destined to go to the battlefield. Fortunately, he had a lover by his side, so he was not alone.

If I must find a reason, it would be to create a prosperous southern country for her and her future children, with no more smoke, no war, no disaster victims and no hunger.

When he was about to stop, he found that Zhenzhen had fallen asleep, so he had to carry her into the Prime Minister's Mansion. Pingwan felt that this scene was inappropriate and was about to step forward to take the young lady, but was stopped by Jasmine.

Seeing that the two people had already walked away, Ping Wan asked her doubts, "Moli, why did you stop me? Would it be bad for the young lady's reputation? After all, they haven't been married yet."

Jasmine had a look on her face that said you are too naive, and she pulled Ping Wan to follow quickly, "The way the prince and the young lady get along is different from other people. They are more affectionate than ordinary unmarried couples. What's more, the young lady is so beautiful, which man wouldn't like her? You just need to get used to it."

After Jasmine walked away, Ping Wan finally realized that it was possible that the prince of the Southern Kingdom was so easy to get along with?

She still couldn't believe it. She decided to observe more in the future. It would be bad if she offended the prince.

As soon as Ping Wan arrived near the young lady's boudoir, she heard the prince instructing Jasmine, such as asking the young lady to drink warm water when she woke up, remember to give her a hot bath at night, and to go to bed early. There were so many requests?

It turns out that the prince knew everything about the young lady. What kind of divine fiancé is this? She was completely numb.

Are all crown princes so idle? Shouldn't a crown prince be busy all day, dealing with national affairs and paying attention to people's livelihood?

So who is this man immersed in his fiancée's life talking about?

She rubbed her eyes and found that the scene was still there. It turned out that she was not dazzled. Was this world a fantasy? She should practice martial arts.

After the prince left, Jasmine went in and covered the young lady with a quilt. What should she do with this habit of kicking the quilt off in the future?

She is really worried about her life