After traveling through time, the adults were completely in my hands

In the imperial palace, Doctor Zhao hurried into the Yuxiu Palace where Princess Jing'an lived. He saw a woman with a veil on her face, revealing only a pair of eyes. She was sitting on a rose chair, holding a medical book in her hand and reading it carefully.

Doctor Zhao hurried forward, knelt down and said, "This old minister greets Her Royal Highness Princess Jing'an."

"Doctor Zhao, please get up quickly." Princess Jing'an saw that it was Doctor Zhao who had arrived. She quickly put down her medical book, stood up and helped Doctor Zhao up, saying, "Doctor Zhao, I've told you many times that you don't have to kneel down when you come here again."

"How can that be possible? Since ancient times, there has been a distinction between the emperor and his subjects. How can I break the rules?" Doctor Zhao replied.

Princess Jing'an ordered the maid to bring a chair for Doctor Zhao to sit on, saying, "I've troubled Doctor Zhao so much to answer my questions. Doctor Zhao is like a master to me. I'd rather not have to accept these empty formalities."

Princess Jing'an laughed at herself and said, "Everyone in the palace avoids me when I'm like this. Only Doctor Zhao is willing to come to me without looking down on me."

"Princess, what are you talking about?" Doctor Zhao said sternly, "I believe that the princess is intelligent and kind, far superior to those who are only superficial."

Princess Jing'an smiled, turned her head and glanced at the medical book she had just put down on the table. She said, "Doctor Zhao, please stop praising me. I'm not in a good position to show myself in public. I'm just reading medical books and learning some medical skills to relieve my boredom. I won't need them in the future."

Doctor Zhao shook his head. "Princess, you're wrong. As the saying goes, a skilled person never outsmarts another. Having a skill is always a plus."

After a moment of contemplation, Doctor Zhao continued, "Your Highness is extremely intelligent. She grasps everything I teach her immediately. I am now at the end of my abilities. If I continue to teach her, I'm afraid I will mislead her."

Seeing Princess Jing'an about to speak again, Doctor Zhao waved his hand, stroking his beard and saying, "Princess, don't worry. I can recommend someone to you. This person may be young, but has superb medical skills, far surpassing my abilities. If Princess Jing'an accepts her as her teacher, she will surely learn a lot and have an immeasurable future."

"Oh," Princess Jing'an's eyes lit up when she heard it, and she hurriedly asked, "Excuse me, Doctor Zhao, where is this person now?"

"This person is in the capital, currently living in the Duke Dingguo's mansion."

Duke Dingguo looked at Princess Jing'an and suddenly thought of something. He smiled and said, "Princess, if you can take her as your teacher, you can also let her live in the palace and give you guidance at any time. You don't have to worry about other people's criticism, because she is also a young girl."

"Young girl?" Princess Jing'an was very surprised. A young girl actually received such praise from the chief physician of the Imperial Medical Bureau. What kind of person is she?

"Yes, she is a young girl," Doctor Zhao said with a smile. "The first time I saw her was at General Pei's residence. She was wearing men's clothing at the time, so I thought she was a man. It wasn't until this time at Duke Dingguo's residence that I realized she was actually a woman, simply disguised as a man."

"A woman dressed as a man?" Princess Jing'an became even more interested when she heard it. She had been lonely in the deep palace all day long, and she just wanted to meet this person immediately to see what he looked like.

"Princess, please summon her into the palace and ask her to show you the birthmark on your face. This person has superb medical skills. If she can find a way to cure the princess, wouldn't that be even better?" said Doctor Zhao.

Princess Jing'an shook her head. "Although I'm not an expert in medicine, I've read a lot of medical books and know that this is a congenital disease that can't be cured. Imperial Physician Zhao should know this better than I do."

At this point, Princess Jing'an sighed softly and added, "Over the years, I've already given up hope. Perhaps this is my fate."

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In the Duke Dingguo's Mansion, Jindou was sitting on a stone bench in his yard, holding a piece of peach wood in his hand, and was polishing it carefully with a knife.

Oh, after this period of time, with my careful guidance, the sequelae of the fall left by this little guy Wei Yizhong have finally healed. He doesn't have to bother me every day anymore, and I can finally have some peace and quiet, Jindou thought to himself, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Now, what Jindou was making in her hand was the small peach wood sword that she had promised to the Wei Yizhao brothers. This was because when she was telling the brothers a story one time, she casually mentioned that only a peach wood sword could kill demons and monsters, so the brothers began to ask her to make one for them.

Jindou had never made a peach wood sword before, so she coaxed the two brothers to ask their uncle Wei Qing to make one for them. However, the two brothers believed that only the peach wood sword made by Aunt Jindou could kill demons and monsters, so they insisted that Jindou make it for them personally.

Oh, these two little guys are really making things difficult for us, Jindou thought to himself as he held a small knife in his hand and polished the peach wood in his hand.

It is said that in this dynasty, children's toys were really pitifully few. Shaking his head, Jindou stopped polishing and looked at the peach wood in his hand carefully.

"Hey, look, what is our Jindou doing?" A voice came, and Mrs. Xu, the wife of Duke Dingguo, walked in with a smile, supported by Nanny Zhen beside her.

"Mother," Jindou saw it and quickly stood up and walked forward to greet her.

"Sit down, sit down," Xu sat on the stone bench and saw the mahogany on the stone table. She couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

"Ah, I'm making something fun," Jindou sat down, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and replied while continuing the work in his hands.

Xu looked at Jindou's movements, hesitating, not knowing how to start. She came here just to talk to Jindou and ask him to treat her youngest son Wei Qing.

His little grandson fell from the rockery and fell unconscious. The imperial physician in the palace and the doctor invited from the capital all said that there was no hope of saving him.

But after Jindou's treatment, the little grandson woke up in a short time, and now he is lively and energetic and recovered as usual. This made Xu feel that Jindou's medical skills were really unfathomable.

This also made her think about treating her youngest son Wei Qing again.

Ever since the youngest son Wei Qing was born, it was known that he had a head disease. In those years, the family invited countless quack doctors and talented people, but they were always disappointed. When Wei Qing was nine years old, a high monk he met on the road diagnosed that he had an unlucky fate and might not live past the age of thirty.

After repeated disappointments, and hearing the monk's assertion, Xu cried all day long and was filled with despair.

But now, looking at Jindou, she always felt that there was a voice telling her that this person might be the one sent by God to save her youngest son from suffering.