Traveling through the Legend of Zhen Huan: My Queen, please love me!

Yinzhen looked at Tong Jia Yunrong with a scrutinizing gaze, who was staring at the woman on the ground.

In Yinzhen's heart, Tong Jia Yunrong usually looks like a little white rabbit, and he would not even dare to step on an ant to death.

But when he saw this woman today, his eyes were filled with coldness and his face was filled with anger. He wanted to eat her alive and tear out her tendons and bones.

Especially since there was blood on the woman's head, she was not afraid at all.

Yinzhen sneered in his heart, "Why bother to worry so much about a woman's current behavior? Which woman in this palace is not wearing a mask?

Maybe it was what I said just now, that I was going to execute her brother, that made her anxious, right?

Zhang Mi, the head of the Imperial Hospital, was becoming increasingly frail. He could hardly walk, let alone run.

Therefore, it was Wen Shichu and Wei Lin who treated Yinzhen and Liu Hua first, not him, the highly respected head of the Imperial Hospital.

He himself was examining the Fifth and Sixth Princes, actually wanting to protect himself.

He was getting older, and he was Yixiu's man. He had helped Yixiu beat countless children.

He had long wanted to stop working. The more he worked, the higher the risk. It would be better for him to retire with honor.

Zhang Mi felt that now was a good opportunity, so he pulled out a silver needle, raised his hand slightly, and accidentally pierced his Qingming acupoint.

Zhang Mi controlled the strength of the acupuncture just right. This time, it did not injure his eyeball, but instead made him spit out blood.

Yinzhen looked at the old doctor who had treated his wife a few days ago in silence.

Zhang Mi pretended to faint on the ground, thinking to himself, "Finally, I can retire. I'll just say the emperor was upset and vomited blood. But that's useless."

Seeing this scene, Tong Jia Yunrong glared at Yixiu fiercely, but Yixiu had no expression on his face.

Yixiu looked at Zhang Mi lying on the ground and cursed in her heart, "You old devil, now I have to find someone else to put some influence in the Imperial Hospital.

Now, there is only one left judge in the Imperial Medical Bureau who is still available, the right judge is Wen Shichu, and among the young eunuchs, only Wei Lin is available.

It really is troublesome and has brought me another trouble."

Tong Jia Yunrong was helpless, so Yinzhen had to order Wen Shichu, who was applying medicine to him, to save the woman.

Wen Shichu is not good at anything else except liking the empress and having medical skills.

After a few injections, the woman, who had already shown little signs of life, began to twitch slightly.

In the side hall on the other side, Liu Hua's eyes were full of tears. There was no other reason that he couldn't say it out loud. The reason was simply that he was hit and it hurt so much!

Liu Hua sighed inwardly, "As expected, the benefits are pleasant for a while, but the subsequent treatment is troublesome."

Wei Lin had already left and prescribed some medicine, while Liu Hua was lying on the Arhat bed.

Dongli, Caiju, and Youran stood nervously around. An Lingrong stood in the middle of the bed, staring coldly at Liu Hua's back.

There were mixed feelings in my heart, the biggest feeling being that I couldn't rush forward when danger arrived.

And Liu Hua went to rescue Wuya Chengbi without telling him.

Dongli realized that just waiting like this was not a solution, so he asked An Lingrong, "Madam An, would you like us to wait for you to apply the medicine to Madam Qian?"

An Lingrong looked at the milky white ointment left by Wei Lin with a hint of heat in her eyes.

Having already made up his mind, he instructed Dongli and the others, "Her Majesty Qian's clothes are damaged. Go and get her some clothes and jewelry.

Don't use materials mixed with gold and silver threads, as they can easily rub the wound."

Caiju wanted to ask why, but Dongli stopped her with his eyes. Youran knew what her queen was thinking, so she naturally didn't dare to speak and went with the two in front.

The air pressure in the room dropped again, and an ambiguous atmosphere slowly spread.

Liu Hua felt the burning pillow on his back and let out a hissing sound. An Lingrong picked up the cotton yarn, picked it up with silver tweezers, dipped it in milky white ointment, and carefully applied it on Liu Hua's back.

An Lingrong frowned as she looked at the extensive injuries and thought to herself, "I'm afraid it'll leave a scar."

The anger that had been pent up in his heart gradually subsided. He tried his best to apply medicine to Liu Hua, and was also thinking about what scar removal product to use. After all, the wound was too large.

Liu Hua saw that the atmosphere was gradually getting colder and neither of them spoke, which made Liu Hua very embarrassed.

And her current posture was like a fish on a chopping board, allowing An Lingrong to manipulate her at will.

Liu Hua was not a quiet person, so he took the initiative to pick up the conversation and said, "Such a serious injury will probably leave a mark."

An Lingrong said in a muffled voice, "It's not that I'm afraid of leaving traces, but I definitely have to leave some traces."

Liu Hua changed the subject and said with a feigned cheerfulness, "Isn't this a good idea? With 3000 beauties in the harem, I'm afraid Yinzhen is already tired of me.

Plus, you have a scar, so I’m afraid you won’t stay in my palace.”

An Lingrong knew that Liu Hua didn't want Yinzhen to stay overnight, and she felt a little happy in her heart, but then she poured a bucket of cold water on Liu Hua.

"Wasn't it your appearance that was the primary reason why my sister was promoted from a concubine to a concubine?

Now, if Tong Jia Yunrong really gave birth to a prince and was made a concubine, how would my sister cope with it?

Liu Hua was not worried about this matter at all, and explained to An Lingrong confidently, "That's indeed the case, but the last time I mentioned the title of Imperial Concubine, the Emperor was silent.

Moreover, the Queen Mother wanted the Queen to become the next Queen Mother. Tong Jia Yunrong had a very good family background and was very ambitious.

Giving birth to a prince would mean she would be directly in line for the position of empress, so the empress dowager would never allow her to give birth to the prince.

Similarly, if the Emperor could disregard Nian Shilan's friendship over the years, how could he care about Tong Jia Yunrong?"

An Lingrong took out a box of ointment, applied it on the previous layer, and continued to say to Liu Hua:

"Sister, don't underestimate her. She is extraordinary to be able to come up with such a good idea as Ganlu Temple.

According to the latest news, if it weren't for that Concubine Che's house, she would have put my sister to death.

An Lingrong deliberately emphasized her tone, but she knew in her heart that even if Aunt Li had not really succeeded, Yinzhen would at most demote Liu Hua.

After all, he was a suspicious emperor. Such a thing happened by coincidence. Just because he couldn't find any evidence, it didn't mean it wasn't true.

There were many doubts about Shen Meizhuang's fake pregnancy, but Yinzhen still punished her. The fundamental reason was that Shen Meizhuang herself was useless and did not become a competitor to Concubine Hua.

He also pretended to be clever and made mung bean soup. Last time, the Fifth Prince was poisoned after drinking the soup, and he was tricked again.

The ultimate mastermind, Concubine Duan, is still pretending to be sick.

It was a pity that Yinzhen's day and night care for her had made her face no longer as pale as before. She was also in charge of the six palaces, so it was no longer the time for her to claim illness casually.