I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

"The old lady said the young master was too thin and disliked the young lady's inability to feed him," Zhu Xin said, blaming herself again. "After the wet nurse brought him home last night, he kept vomiting, and then he had a fever. He took medicine, but within two hours, the fever came back. It's no use taking more medicine. I have to find a new doctor right away."

Lu Mingyang said, "Nian'er, go and ask Leng Lingfeng to come over quickly. Sister Zhuxin, take me to see it."

Zhuxin had seen Leng Lingfeng's medical skills, and she was also worried about leaving the young master alone at home, so she hurriedly took the fourth girl back to Yanchu Pavilion.

At this time, Chen's mother had woken up and ran to the wet nurse's room to see her grandson.

"Why is it burning again?"

Although Chen's mother didn't like Lu Mingyuan, her grandson was her only hope in this world, so she left the doctor at home last night.

The doctor stroked his gray and white beard and narrowed his eyes. "The young master's abdominal distension and indigestion are no longer a problem. He just caught a cold last night. I can boil another dose of medicine."

"How did you take care of my grandson?"

When Chen's mother heard this, she pointed at the wet nurse's nose and started scolding her. It was at this time that Lu Mingyang came in.

The child lay on the bed, listless and hot all over. Even with a cold towel on his head, it still couldn't suppress the heat on his cheeks. He cried occasionally, his voice hoarse.

Not long after, Leng Lingfeng rushed in against the cold wind. After taking the patient's pulse, he asked for the prescription from last night. The more he looked at it, the more frowned he got. "What kind of doctor is this? Although he said it was abdominal distension and indigestion, how could he prescribe a laxative for such a young child?"

Zhu Xin glanced at Chen's mother, her face showing embarrassment. Before she could say anything, Chen's mother started yelling, "If you don't prescribe laxatives for a child with indigestion, what else can you prescribe? You're just a young boy, pretending to be a doctor."

Just then, the gray-bearded doctor finished brewing some medicine and had a maid bring it up. The smell of the medicine wafted into his nostrils, and his brows furrowed slightly. Leng Lingfeng reached out to take the bowl of medicine, but the gray-bearded doctor quickly blocked his way.

"What are you looking at?" he said to the nurse, "Give it to the young master quickly. The fever will go away after drinking it."

The wet nurse held the medicine bowl, thinking that she was hired by the lady of this house, and handed the bowl to Zhuxin, who handed it to Leng Lingfeng.

Leng Lingfeng took a sip, put it on the table under the window, and began to write a prescription.

"This is an adult antipyretic. It's too strong. The baby is now exhausted. If he drinks it, he might faint at best or become demented at worst. I'll give him a different dose."

Before Leng Lingfeng could finish his words, the gray-bearded doctor angrily said, "I have been practicing medicine for over thirty years. How can I allow a young man like you to slander me?"

As he spoke, he looked at Chen's mother and warned her seriously, "Old Madam, by the time he finishes brewing the medicine, the young master will have gone crazy."

"That's right, the medicine is very effective, so just drink less."

Mother Chen, who had been hesitant at first, immediately picked up the medicine bowl and fed it to the baby after hearing this. Because she was the mother of Lord Zhongxin, no one dared to stop her.

Just as the medicine was about to be fed, Lu Mingyang stepped forward and knocked over the bowl of medicine.

"You, you...you crazy girl, why did you want to harm my grandson?" Chen's mother was furious and pointed at Lu Mingyang's nose and cursed.

The old woman, who was over fifty years old, cursed with great vigor. She cursed for a long time, and when she saw that Lu Mingyang ignored her, she slumped down on the footrest and burst into tears.

"My poor son, as soon as you left, your evil-hearted daughter-in-law treated your flesh and blood as a burden and wanted to kill him and remarry."

Originally, Lu Mingyang had thought it was a rather amusing circus, but upon hearing this, he was seething with rage. How had his elder sister, such an elegant and refined woman, endured such a vulgar and insane woman for eight years?

At this time, the new medicine was brought up, and Chen's mother was still blocking the bed, waving her handkerchief and crying. She was really afraid that she would knock over the medicine bowl.

"shut up!"

Lu Mingyang stepped forward and dragged Chen's mother aside, angrily saying, "If you keep throwing a tantrum, I'll throw you out."

Chen's mother was also angry: "This is my own home, who the hell do you think you are to control me!"

"She is my king's princess."

A low and gentle voice was heard, and Chu Mingzheng stepped into the room. His eyes fell on the back of Lu Mingyang's scratched hand, and he lowered his eyes coldly: "What do you have to say?"

Not angry.

Some people, just by standing there and doing nothing, have an air of a king.

Mother Chen suddenly realized that her daughter-in-law's sister was the newly appointed princess. She was so frightened that she knelt down and kowtowed, "I was blind and outspoken. Please forgive me, Your Highness and Your Majesty."

"You're so shameless! You hurt the princess and still want my forgiveness, huh?"

"what?"

Mother Chen looked up in horror.

Aunt Sun, who followed Chu Mingzheng in, hurriedly reminded him, "Your Highness has shown special grace, why don't you hurry up?"

As he said this, he made a slapping gesture.

"Oh, oh!"

Mother Chen reacted and slapped herself in the face. The whole room was filled with the sound of slaps.

Lu Mingyang hadn't expected him to be so blatant in helping her. She tilted her head slightly to look at him, a smile unconsciously appearing in the corner of her eyes. Such a great prince, and yet he was here with her bullying an old woman? He wasn't afraid of being embarrassed if the news got out.

"Quarrel!"

Chu Mingzheng found an excuse and dismissively drove him away: "Go out and fight."

“Yes, yes!”

Mother Chen staggered out of the house and knelt down on the steps, continuing to slap herself.

A quarter of an hour later, the baby's fever began to subside after drinking the medicine, and his complexion returned to normal. Lu Mingyang asked Leng Lingfeng, "Can the child move? I want to take him back to the Chengyang Marquis' Mansion."

"No problem." Leng Lingfeng affirmed.

Aunt Sun was a little worried. Now this child was not only the old lady's hope, but also her only support. But seeing Prince Ningyuan sitting there, she didn't dare to speak. She went out silently to find the person kneeling at the steps.

Lu Mingyang said, "Two wet nurses, pack up and follow me to the Chengyang Marquis' Mansion."

Zhu Xin was surprised: "Did the eldest lady order you to do that?"

"I'm telling you. Hey, you should go and clean up quickly too." Lu Mingyang pushed Zhu Xin out without saying a word, turned around, and met Chu Mingzheng's gaze.

The smile was thick, but it looked a bit frivolous. Lu Mingyang felt uncomfortable from being stung and laughed awkwardly.

"come over!"

After such a long time, he finally noticed himself. Chu Mingzheng hooked his hand in grievance and took out the medicine to apply on the wound on the back of Lu Mingyang's hand.

He was quite serious about it and kept rubbing it again and again.

Lu Mingyang was embarrassed and it was just a little skin broken. What’s the big deal? Are all these pampered people so delicate?

"Your Highness, why are you here?" she asked.

"I'm going to ask Aunt Sun something, official business." Chu Mingzheng blew lightly on the wound without even raising his head.

He was talking to Aunt Sun in the front hall when he heard the maid reporting to Aunt Sun what was happening here. Worried that she couldn't handle it, he hurried over.

I didn't expect the little girl to be so aggressive and fierce.

"Then your Highness, please go about your business."

Seeing the wet nurse pick up the child, Lu Mingyang quickly pulled his hand away and walked out.

Mother Chen watched her grandson being taken away. She stood in front of Lu Mingyang and cried heartbreakingly: "My mother, he is my grandson, you can't take him with you."

If Lu Mingyuan remarries with her son, how will she live in the future?