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

When I pulled down the bed curtains, I could tell from the sounds coming from inside that this piece of cloth was now useless.

That sound was like the most pleasant music in the world, rippling in people's hearts.

"Aman, you are so rude! This is a new dress. How can I get out if you tear it?"

Meng Zhenzhen felt that the prince was becoming more and more rude, even rougher than the rough guys in modern novels.

"Be good, I'll make you a new one."

The prince coaxed the little girl in a low voice and taught her step by step. This scene was really indecent.

The two of them laughed and played for a long time before they stopped. The prince sat on the bed and looked at the girl, whose lips were slightly swollen and her legs were shaking.

There were tears in her eyes and she looked so delicate that the prince's heart softened.

"My dear, don't blame me. Who can bear the look from you? I am a normal man.

I'll apply medicine to you right away, and then we can go eat. I'm hungry too."

She pulled the quilt over and wrapped herself up like a silkworm pupa, not wanting to pay attention to this person. "I'm going to rest now, go eat by yourself."

The final result was that the prince wrapped her in a quilt, fed her mouthful by mouthful, and fell asleep after she was full.

He resigned himself to dressing the little girl, only to discover that the spare clothes in the Prince's Mansion were too tight and the little girl woke up from the suffocation.

"Zhenzhen, really don't blame me. This dress fit perfectly last time, but why is it too small this time? You've grown too fast."

The prince went straight into it, really like a scoundrel, saying all kinds of dirty words in bed, making her too embarrassed to face anyone.

She stretched out her arms lazily to him and said, "Hurry up and pick me up. I have to go back. If I don't go back soon, my father will come looking for me. Then everything will be exposed."

The prince looked reluctant and rested his head against her breasts. "When can you marry into the prince's mansion? You won't be a marriageable girl until May, so the prime minister will definitely have to keep you for another two years."

Meng Zhenzhen had to discuss this with him. "Aman, I may have to wait two years before getting married. Besides, it's not good for a girl's health to have a baby too early."

"It's not only bad for me, it's also bad for the child. Both his IQ and health will be weak, and he won't live long. There's medical evidence for this."

The prince's heart trembled when he heard this, "It's okay, then I'll wait until you are eighteen to get married. I can wait."

Meng Zhenzhen immediately threw herself into his arms, "You are so nice."

It was already past the hour of You when she finally returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Her clothes didn't fit her at all, so she hurried back to her own courtyard with her maid.

Even Jasmine was not allowed to serve him. It would be too embarrassing for them to see the marks on his body.

Some things are better kept secret.

After washing up in the space, I went to bed quickly. After all, it was quite a busy day.

Prime Minister's Mansion

Meng Wenxiu has lived here for several months. When she learned that her aunt had died, she knew that her father really did not intend to let her out, so he bet the flesh in his belly.

After all, this is also the heir of the royal family. I don’t believe they don’t care.

Seeing her father's expression, she knew that her bet was right. Her madness that night was right.

She stroked her belly with a smile on her face, but she looked particularly scary because she was now skin and bones.

She whispered softly, "Baby, you must be born safely. You are your mother's trump card to turn things around. Your father probably doesn't know you exist yet. We must tell him the good news."

Meng Wenxiu looked at the dazzling moonlight outside the window, and it was as if she saw Meng Zhenzhen's glowing white face.

"Meng Zhenzhen, you should hide in the mud and never turn over. I could steal your love eight years ago, and I can do the same eight years later. Let's wait and see."

Thinking of this, Meng Wenxiu gave a sinister smile.

Meng Zhenzhen knew nothing about Meng Wenxiu's fantasies. Even if she knew, she wouldn't care. After all, who would want to argue with someone who is almost dying!

Qi Mingyu looked at the future husband's family her mother found for her. Either his wife had died and she had to become someone else's second wife, or he was a businessman without an official position.

What's more, she was even forced to be a concubine despite being a legitimate daughter. She felt particularly strange looking at her mother in front of her.

"Mother, are you trying to force your daughter to death?"

Qi Mingyu picked up the portrait in his hand and threw it directly in front of his mother, shouting at her, "Look, this is the husband's family you carefully selected for me. This is what you said you loved me."

"Mother, you really disappoint me."

Zheng Wenmei sneered, "You still think you are the daughter of the Shangshu Mansion, but now you are living under someone else's roof. What will you do if you don't get married? You will be given away by your uncle!"

When Qi Mingyu thought of her uncle who had always been considerate to her, her heart was filled with hope and warmth.

"Impossible. My uncle loves me the most. He even puts me to sleep and dresses me."

Zheng Wenmei suddenly realized that she might have overlooked a lot of things, and hurried forward to hold her daughter's hand.

"You said your uncle dressed you, why didn't you tell me when it happened?"

Qi Mingyu looked puzzled and shook off his mother's hand. "He is my uncle. What's wrong with that? I'm going to ask him to make the decision for me now."

Zheng Wenmei slapped her and blood flowed from her mouth.

"You are such a despicable thing. You are being taken advantage of and you are enjoying it. You are such a fool. How could I raise someone like you?"

Qi Mingyu's head suddenly felt like something exploded. He recalled the scenes of the past and felt an unbearable feeling.

She huddled on the ground, hugged her knees, and looked at her mother in front of her.

"Mother, why did everything change overnight? My father became a prisoner, and you asked me to get married. My uncle is still a beast in human clothing. Why did it become like this?"

Zheng Wenmei looked at the night sky outside the window and said, "If you want to blame someone, blame your father for being too greedy and blocking other people's way."

The first person Qi Mingyu thought of was Meng Zhenzhen, the woman who was about to become the Crown Princess. Everything was her fault.

He wiped the tears from his face, looked at his mother's expression, and returned to his room.

The nanny behind her came forward to comfort Zheng Wenmei, "Miss, one day, the young lady will understand your good intentions."

Zheng Wenmei sighed deeply, "Maybe! I hope everything will be in time."