The cruel little princess

Shen Zijin, holding Zuo Qingqing in his arms, rushed like a gust of wind to the backyard of Prince Jin's mansion. His figure was as fast as lightning, and wherever he passed, he brought up a slight air current, and his clothes fluttered, as if he was carrying a tremendous force.

The secret guards who were originally guarding in the dark in the backyard were instantly alerted, thinking that an assassin was coming.

They all drew their weapons and their eyes shot like lightning towards the rushing figure.

When they looked closely, they found that this was their elder brother-in-law... uh, the prince's elder brother-in-law!

Shen Zijin looked nervous with a furrowed brow, and he was holding an unconscious woman in his arms.

The woman's face was pale, and she leaned lifelessly in Shen Zijin's arms, with her black hair hanging down in a messy manner.

The secret guards immediately realized that this person must have come to ask the princess for help!

We can't delay any longer. If something happens, the princess will blame us.

"Hurry up and report to the princess! Otherwise, she will be startled by accident!" An Er gave an order, and the agile An Shijiu quickly disappeared from the spot and ran towards where the princess was.

So, almost as soon as An Shijiu finished reporting the situation to Shen Youyou, Shen Zijin arrived with Zuo Qingqing in his arms. The speed was so fast that it seemed like they were there at the same time.

Shen Youyou heard the noise and hurriedly turned to look at the door. When she looked at the woman in his arms, she couldn't help but be shocked!

It was Zuo Qingqing! Zuo Qingqing, who was always smiling and radiant, seemed like a completely different person at this moment.

Her usually pink and round face was now covered with a dull and grayish color, like a lifeless flower.

Her lips were bloodless and purple in color, and her whole body looked dilapidated, as if the candle of life was swaying in the wind and could be extinguished at any time. The situation was extremely critical!

"Quick! Bring her in!" Shen Youyou was extremely anxious and didn't care about anything else. While giving orders to Shen Zijin loudly, she quickly walked towards the chaise longue in the outer room.

Her eyes were full of worry and anxiety, and her steps were hurried but steady.

The light from the chaise longue in the outer room was brighter than that in the inner room. Shen Youyou loudly ordered the maid to prepare more candles, making sure that every corner of the chaise longue was illuminated perfectly!

"Brother, please go out first!" Shen Youyou instructed while preparing the acupuncture equipment.

She knew that the next treatment would not allow any distraction and she had to concentrate fully.

She quickly ordered Chuntao and other maids to help Zuo Qingqing take off her outer clothes and leave her in her underwear so that she could quickly receive acupuncture.

The maids acted in a flurry but in an orderly manner. They carefully undressed Zuo Qingqing, their eyes full of pity.

Everything was ready. Shen Youyou held her breath and concentrated, and directly used the "Nine Needles to Restore Yang"!

The "Nine Needles to Restore Yang" is not an ordinary acupuncture method. It involves acupuncture on nine acupoints that are vital to the human body. Each needle contains the mystery of life and death.

When the nine needles come out, the reincarnation cycle changes and the destiny is reversed, as if snatching life from the god of death. It can reverse the dying person for a moment and snatch a chance of life!

Ever since Shen Youyou came to the Golden Dragon Kingdom, she has never had the opportunity to use this acupuncture technique. It can be seen that Zuo Qingqing's life is really hanging by a thread this time, and it is a matter of life and death.

Shen Youyou needs to concentrate and give her three cycles of acupuncture! (One cycle is 21 minutes and 42 seconds).

During this period, there must be no mistakes in every minute and every second, otherwise all the efforts will be wasted.

She stared at the acupuncture points intently, and inserted the silver needle in her hand steadily. She poured all her medical skills and hope into every needle.

Time passed minute by minute, and beads of sweat the size of beans slid down Shen Youyou's head, wetting her forehead and cheeks.

Her eyes never left Zuo Qingqing, her expression serious and focused.

Chuntao gently wiped the sweat off her young lady. She watched her young lady trying hard to give acupuncture to Miss Zuo, but she herself could not help much. She was filled with anxiety and could only watch quietly from the side, her hands unconsciously clenched, praying silently for Zuo Qingqing.

After Lord Zuo and Madam Zuo arrived at Prince Jin's Mansion, Lord Zuo went to the front yard to wait under the guidance of the guards.

Lord Zuo frowned, his face full of worry, his steps hurried but heavy, and he looked back towards the backyard from time to time.

Because the prince had not returned home after entering the palace, Shen Zijin entertained Lord Zuo for tea in the front yard.

Although Shen Zijin was accompanying Lord Zuo, his mind was entirely on Shen Youyou behind him. His eyes were filled with deep worry, but he pretended to be calm while talking to Lord Zuo.

My sister is still pregnant and can't be tired. But since this is the darling of Master Zuo's family, I can't just stand by and watch her die!

But if the girl worries and troubles herself because of this and hurts the fetus in her belly, he, as her uncle, will be blamed for it even if he dies!

Madam Zuo came to the backyard and wanted to rush in anxiously, but was stopped outside the door by the old woman.

Because Miss Chuntao said that the princess is doing her best to rescue Miss Zuo and no one is allowed to disturb her!

The guards and maids stuck to their duties and stopped Madam Zuo.

"Madam, please wait in the side hall. The princess is rescuing someone and cannot be disturbed." The guard said respectfully.

Madam Zuo's face was covered with tears as she begged bitterly: "Let me in to see my daughter, please!" But the guards were unmoved.

In desperation, Mrs. Zuo was invited to wait in the side hall.

But she couldn't bear it at all, and she was like an ant on a hot pan, sitting restlessly in the side hall.

She sometimes stood up and paced, sometimes looked towards the door, and the anxiety and worry in her eyes seemed to overflow.

Finally, she simply stood in the courtyard, staring blankly at the door of the main hall, her eyes full of anticipation, hoping for good news from inside, that was a mother's desire for her daughter's life!

By the afternoon, the sun's rays had softened, tinging the palace's glazed tiles and walls with a faint golden hue. Finally, His Royal Highness Prince Jin emerged from the palace.

He stood tall and straight, walked steadily, and was followed by a team of guards, looking majestic and solemn.

As soon as Prince Jin walked out of the palace, before he could get into the carriage, a secret guard appeared like a ghost, knelt on one knee, and quickly and concisely reported to him the cause and effect of the matter.

The secret guard's voice was low and clear, and he described in detail the conflict between the princess and Princess Fukang in the herbal medicine shop, including Princess Fukang's arrogance, Zuo Qingqing's subsequent experience, and Shen Zijin's rescue.

His Royal Highness Prince Jin listened, narrowing his eyes slightly. A ruthless and decisive look flashed across his deep eyes, like a flash of lightning across the night sky, sharp and dangerous, and then returned to normal, as if the sharpness at that moment was just an illusion.

"This Princess Fukang... is so annoying!" he said as he stepped into the carriage.

After settling down in the carriage, he tapped lightly with his right hand on the exquisite low table inside the carriage. The rhythmic tapping sound echoed in the quiet carriage, as if he was thinking about something.

He muttered to himself, "It's time to find her something to do!"

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, but there was a chilling aura in that smile.

So when His Royal Highness Prince Jin returned home, he saw Lord Zuo and his brother-in-law sitting together drinking tea, and he did not look surprised at all.

He had expected this kind of scene a long time ago. After all, how could Lord Zuo stay at home peacefully when his daughter was injured?

"Your humble servant greets His Highness!" When the Minister of Works Zuo Yunting saw His Royal Highness Prince Jin, he immediately put down the teacup in his hand, stood up respectfully, and saluted to His Royal Highness Prince Jin.

His movements were meticulous and his eyes were full of respect. After all, His Royal Highness Prince Jin was of noble status and held a pivotal position in the court.

Shen Zijin also stood up, clasped his hands together and gave a standard military salute.

His posture was like a pine tree, his eyes were firm, and the military salute was full of vigor. "This general greets His Majesty!"

"No need for formalities!" His Royal Highness Prince Jin nodded slightly, then walked to the main seat and sat down.

He looked at Lord Zuo, and from his expression he could see his concern for Zuo Qingqing's condition.

I looked at my brother-in-law again. He looked normal, but a little uneasy.

Because Lord Zuo was preoccupied with his daughter's illness, he was extremely worried and had no intention of chatting.

He frowned, his eyes looking towards the backyard from time to time, picking up and putting down the teacup in his hand, his mind completely not on drinking tea.

His Royal Highness Prince Jin and Shen Zijin are not the type to make small talk.

His Royal Highness Prince Jin has always been calm and reserved, and doesn't like to talk irrelevant nonsense.

Shen Zijin is also a straightforward person. He is concerned about his sister at the moment, but compared to Lord Zuo, if he is worried that his sister is physically exhausted, it may seem a bit ruthless. Shen Zijin simply keeps silent.

So the three men sat together and drank tea quietly.

Only the occasional soft sound of teacups hitting the table echoed in this slightly dull atmosphere, as everyone was waiting for news from the backyard.