My Lord, the princess doesn't want you anymore.

Dongbin, Duanfu, early morning.

Mei Xueer was combing her hair in front of the mirror, looking left and right.

"I noticed I've gained some weight recently," she said.

"That's right. Miss has nothing to do these days and sleeps until noon every day. Has she gained a lot of weight?" Nanxing said with a smile, "But I think it's just right now. Miss was too thin before."

Yes, these days are the more comfortable days she has had since she came to this world.

No disputes, no plots, no worries about life, no dog king...

"No, I have to lose weight. I can't die of comfort. A——"

Wen Jia immediately appeared at the door: "What do you want, Princess..."

Nan Xing rushed over to interrupt him, "The young lady has said many times in the past few days that you are not allowed to call me princess anymore. Why can't you remember?"

Wen Jia touched the back of his head and smiled foolishly, "I'm used to being called that. What do you want, Miss?"

"From today on, you will take turns teaching me martial arts!" Mei Xueer: Li Mo is so good at martial arts, I can't hold him back.

But when Wen Jia heard her say that she wanted to learn martial arts, he wanted to slip away: "How many times have you said you wanted to learn martial arts? Can you count them yourself? Every time, you complained that your hands and legs were sore in less than half an hour."

"I'm serious this time." Mei Xueer stood up in front of him, "Look into my eyes and listen to me. Don't you see sincerity and determination in my eyes?"

Wen Jia shook his head blankly, "I saw the enthusiasm of a stick of incense."

Mei Xueer: ...

Mei Xueer's enthusiasm, which had been building for a stick of incense, was instantly extinguished by Wen Jia's words.

Forget it, I won’t practice it anymore. Mainly because no one teaches me, not because I don’t want to learn.

She glared at Wen Jia, stood up dejectedly, and went to Du Zheng's room alone.

She had promised Li Mo that she would take good care of her husband for him, so she would visit him once or twice every day.

The key point is that when she was shopping in the mall last night, she finally found an old black and white ultrasound machine.

She wanted to try it on Du Zheng.

[Woman!] Halfway through, Goudan suddenly spoke up, [Go to the Internet and check it out.]

Mei Xueer opened Baidu and a piece of information popped up immediately.

This news is quite long, and the gist is: The general of Zhen State colluded with the remnants of South Vietnam and intended to rebel. He will be executed by beheading this afternoon, and Prince Jing will supervise the execution! It was still morning, but the execution ground was surrounded by people, who wanted to send the old general off. The crowd was furious, and they all shouted that it was impossible for the old general to collude with the enemy country. Some people even knelt down and cried, cursing that the heavens were blind, and let such a general who had fought for the country all his life and was deeply loved by the people end up like this...

Mei Xueer: ...

She respected the old general. Any soldier who defended his country was worthy of respect, even if they served different masters or were enemies.

Doesn’t Cui Qimo understand that killing Xiang Zhong will lose the support of the people?

No, how could he not understand.

But he was more worried.

Xiang Zhong disobeyed the emperor's order and turned back to rescue Cui Hongjing. This can only mean that the relationship between the two was extraordinary, and that Xiang Zhong had hidden it so well that the emperor didn't realize that he supported Cui Hongjing.

How could he not be afraid? With Xiang Zhong's influence in the army, if Cui Hongjing wanted to rebel, Xiang Zhong would be his strongest backer.

Therefore, he would rather temporarily lose the support of the people than let Xiang Zhongan die. He also charged Xiang Zhongan with the crime of colluding with foreign enemies and let Cui Hongjing supervise the execution, so that the people's resentment would be directly directed at Cui Hongjing.

After figuring it all out, a feeling of sadness surged into Mei Xueer's heart, but she could do nothing.

I wonder how Cui Hongjing will deal with it?

She was not sad for him, but she was sad that under the temptation of power, human nature could be twisted to such an extent, showing such naked cruelty.

She was also glad that Li Mo brought her to Dongbin. If she was in the capital of Zhenguo at this time, there would have to be another group of executioners at the execution ground.

She swayed and felt dizzy.

A pair of warm hands reached out and gently supported her arms.

She stood firm and turned her head to meet the kind face in front of her and the pair of eyes full of worry.

"Aunt Meng..." She forced a smile at the person in front of her, "Thank you!"

Aunt Meng couldn't speak, but she tightened her grip on her hand and looked at her without blinking. The worry in her eyes was gone, replaced by a slight smile.

That smile was clearly an expression of the elder's love for the younger generation, and it calmed Mei Xueer's heart instantly.

She really couldn't care less about Zhen Guo's affairs.

"I'm going to see Du Zheng," she said.

Aunt Meng nodded and patted her arm: Everything will be fine!

Mei Xueer felt warm in her heart again: It turned out that Li Mo, Aunt Meng, and everyone here were the same kind of people. They might be cruel to the outside world and their enemies, but they were sincere to their families.

The smell of medicine in Du Zheng's room dissipated a little.

Seeing her coming, Hua Lao Er stood up and said, "I haven't used the medicine these days. In fact, I know that the medicine has no effect on him at all."

Mei Xueer nodded, "It's just psychological comfort. Take off your shirt!"

Hua Laoer hurried to untie Du Zheng's belt.

"I'm talking about you!" Mei Xue'er put down the medicine box and glared at him. "Let me take a look at your injuries first. You've been tortured so severely before, and you've never taken care of yourself seriously. Do you really think you're made of iron?"

Hua Laoer's eyes were filled with tears. "Didn't Miss Mei already use the medicine for me before?"

"I'm the doctor, I have the final say! Doesn't the medicine have to be adjusted in time as the condition changes?"

Even though it was not the first time she saw those horrifying injuries, Mei Xueer's eyelids still twitched unconsciously.

How cruel would Cui Hongqi be to peel off the skin from a person's chest?

Is Meng Nan's heart made of flesh and blood? How could he do such a thing? She really regretted not shooting him dead that day.

"Not bad. I'll prescribe a new prescription. Continue with the external application and internal intake. I'll also prescribe a separate prescription for dietary supplements. You must follow the doctor's instructions."

Hua Lao Er nodded hurriedly and put on his coat, "Thank you Miss Mei!"

"You're being polite." Mei Xue'er pretended to be relaxed. "Li Mo's friends are my friends."

Hua Lao Er grinned, "Well, thank you, Madam Li!"

Mei Xueer: …*%%&%)…

Her eyes turned to Du Zheng who was lying on the bed. His breathing was very weak, but still stable. After a careful examination, Mei Xueer said, "Remember to wipe his body every day, otherwise he will develop bedsores."

Alas, this poison is so powerful.

If Wangli was still alive, would he have been tortured to death?

No, he was so afraid of pain that he must have committed suicide before the poison took effect.

Thinking of this, I felt sad again.

She ordered Hua Lao Er: "You go out and guard outside the door. Don't let anyone in. I want to give him a thorough checkup."

Hua Lao Er didn't hesitate for a moment.

Mei Xueer immediately took out the B-ultrasound machine from the space, connected it to the large-capacity power bank she had bought before, lifted Du Zheng's clothes and started to examine him.

More than an hour later, the door opened and Mei Xueer walked out with a tired look on her face, her eyes almost closed.

Hua Lao Er asked quickly, "How is it? ... Miss Mei, why are your eyes cross-eyed?"

Mei Xueer rubbed it vigorously and said, "Let's go talk to Aunt Meng."

"It's like this." She cleared her throat and glanced at Aunt Meng, Hua Lao Er, and Nan Xing in the room. "Right now, I have an idea to help Du Zheng get rid of the poison, but I can't guarantee success. The worst case scenario is that not only will it not work, but he will lose his life right away. It will take more than 20 days for Li Mo to come back, and Du Zheng, I'm worried that he can't delay that long. So I'll discuss it with you and ask for your opinions. Especially you, Hua Lao Er, you are his closest person at the moment."

Everyone was silent.

After a while, Hua Lao Er asked, "How sure are you?"

"Only 30%?" Mei Xueer stretched out three fingers.

Hua Lao Er: ...

"But if we do nothing, how long can he last?" Nanxing asked.

Mei Xueer: "At least a few days, at most half a month!"

There was another moment of silence.

"I think, Zhi!" a voice broke the silence.

Xiao Sheng walked in at some point. "If we treat it, there's at least a 30% chance of success. If we don't treat it, Uncle Du will definitely die. We must treat it. It's a very simple principle."

"You little brat, what do you know?" Hua Lao Er slapped him on the head, then nodded: "But you do have a point."

Mei Xueer looked at the others, "What do you think?"

Aunt Meng nodded slowly. She knew how much Li Mo cared about Du Zheng. She believed that if Li Mo were there, he would definitely agree.

Nanxing also nodded.

"I believe you!" said Hua Laoer.

"Okay!" Mei Xue'er slapped her thigh, "It's settled then. Go prepare a small room first..."

The surgical instruments were all ready-made and had been kept in the space after being used on Cui Hongjing last time.

However, judging from the B-ultrasound results, the poisonous insect was tightly attached to his heart and was still struggling desperately. If his meridians had not been blocked, it would have probably traveled to his brain, controlled his mind and forced him to torture himself.

Fortunately, the worm was not trapped in the brain, otherwise it would not be detected with her nostalgic ultrasound machine.