Having transmigrated into a book, who would still want to be a secondary wife?

As Song Ruozhen listened to Physician Yao's account, she gained a better understanding of the situation.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw Lu Qingxue lying on the bed, her face pale.

At this moment, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, the hair at her temples was soaked with sweat, her face showed pain, her chapped lips were tinged with blood, and she was extremely weak.

"Imperial physician, please, you must save my child."

Lu Qingxue's eyes were filled with tension. At this moment, she couldn't care less about the pain in her body. All she could think about was that the child absolutely could not be harmed.

Although she and her husband had a fight, and no one knew whether they could live happily ever after, the child belonged to her.

We've been married for so long and haven't been able to have a child yet, but now that we've finally got one, we absolutely can't let anything happen to the child!

"Cousin, let me take your pulse."

Looking at the weak Lu Qingxue, Song Ruozhen spoke first.

A look of surprise flashed in Lu Qingxue's eyes, but it was as if she had grasped a glimmer of hope, and she nodded repeatedly.

"Princess Consort of Chu, I'm counting on you. You must find a way to protect my child."

Song Ruozhen frowned slightly as she looked at the faint black aura emanating from Lu Qingxue. This situation was probably more than just an illness...

As she took Lu Qingxue's pulse, she noticed that the pulse was quite strange.

The child's pulse was extremely weak. Logically speaking, with such a weak pulse, the child should not have survived the day before yesterday.

But nothing happened then, and the baby survived, but today there are signs that the baby might not survive again.

Old Madam Lu and the others were so worried that they all went into the house, hoping that Song Ruozhen could come up with a solution.

"Princess Consort of Chu, do you have any ideas?" Physician Yao asked.

In fact, in this situation, they should have directly explained to the family that the child could not be saved, but the Princess of Chu was still their only hope.

“I can give it a try,” Song Ruozhen said.

Upon hearing this, a glimmer of hope appeared in everyone's eyes.

The next moment, Song Ruozhen took out the silver needles, but did not immediately begin acupuncture on Lu Qingxue.

She formed a hand seal, silently chanted an incantation, and casually swept her hands across her eyes, making her clear eyes seem exceptionally bright at that moment.

She looked at the specks of black energy emanating from Lu Qingxue, which were spreading from the unborn child in her mansion.

Upon seeing the black aura clinging to the child, his heart skipped a beat.

Wraith?

Such a young child has been haunted by a vengeful spirit.

In such cases, it would usually be a good thing for Lu Qingxue if the child were to die; otherwise, if she were to give birth to such a child, there would only be endless trouble in the future.

It is destined to bring disaster to the family.

Lu Qingxue had been paying close attention to Song Ruozhen's expression. When she saw Song Ruozhen suddenly frown, her heart skipped a beat. Was there no hope for her?

However, after seeing his wife's actions, Chu Junting realized the problem.

Could this be... possession by an evil spirit?

Song Ruozhen met her husband's gaze and nodded slightly; there was indeed a problem.

The two spoke as if they were enigmatic, which the others couldn't understand, but they vaguely sensed that something was amiss.

Physician Yao looked bewildered. He knew the power of metaphysics, but he didn't know that it could also cure diseases and save lives.

If there is another such method, shouldn't the people in the Imperial Medical Academy also learn it?

Song Ruozhen looked at the child who was entangled in black energy. He was already on the verge of death. Even though he was still very young, he kept resisting the possession of the vengeful spirit.

She took out the silver needles, and after asking Chu Junting and the other men to leave, she removed Lu Qingxue's clothes and reminded her:

"Cousin, it might hurt a little later, so you have to bear with it."

Lu Qingxue nodded quickly, "As long as I can save my child, I can endure any pain."

Looking at Lu Qingxue's weak little face, Old Madam Lu and Madam Lu's eyes were full of heartache, feeling that this child had really had a hard time.

Qingxue is suffering here, but her husband hasn't come to see her yet. It's truly hateful!

As Song Ruozhen inserted the silver needle into Lu Qingxue's acupoints, everyone heard her let out a muffled groan.

She bit her lip tightly, clenched her fists, and her already pale face was now covered with fine beads of sweat, her lips even bleeding from being bitten.

"Qingxue, you must try your best to hold on."

Madam Lu held Lu Qingxue's hand, her eyes filled with worry. She wished she could take the pain away from Lu Qingxue, but given the current situation, there was nothing she could do.

After Song Ruozhen finished inserting the silver needles, the child seemed to receive an injection of power, gaining a bit of vitality from his originally extremely weak state.

The vengeful spirit, realizing this, became even more determined, wanting to completely merge into the group.

Song Ruozhen's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she formed a hand seal, sending a stream of spiritual energy directly into Lu Qingxue's abdomen.

As soon as a talisman was drawn, it was immediately suppressed.

Upon sensing this power, the vengeful spirit's eyes filled with deep terror. It immediately tried to flee, but Song Ruozhen had already sealed off the surroundings, leaving it with nowhere to escape!

"receive!"

With one hand pointing, Song Ruozhen casually took out a bottle and put the vengeful spirit inside.

Madam Lu and the others stared blankly at the scene, their eyes filled with shock. They looked at each other, their minds blank.

They had some guesses in their hearts, but dared not speak recklessly, for fear of being wrong.

"Ruozhen, you're not going to just take the child away, are you?" Madam Lu couldn't help but ask.

She was really worried about her daughter, especially when she saw Song Ruozhen directly remove the thing from her abdomen. How could she not be shocked?

Song Ruozhen chuckled, "Don't worry, Aunt. This is to remove the unclean energy that was affecting the child, so that the child can be saved."

Mrs. Lu finally breathed a sigh of relief. She also realized that what she said was inappropriate, but she would not feel at ease if she did not ask.

Lu Qingxue suddenly realized she wasn't feeling so bad anymore, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, and she couldn't help but say:

"I think this method really works, and I feel much better now."

She had been experiencing a strong downward pressure in her abdomen, which she always felt meant that her child was about to leave her, but now that feeling has disappeared.

"Don't worry, the baby is safe."

Looking at the tiny fetus in her womb, Song Ruozhen felt the tenacity of life and the spirit of all things, which went to great lengths to survive.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and showed their joy upon hearing this.

"Ruozhen, your medical skills are truly amazing! Everyone thought this child was doomed, but thank goodness for you!"

Madam Lu smiled broadly, finally putting her mind at ease.

Mrs. Lu held Song Ruozhen's hand gratefully, her eyes moist, "Ruozhen, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid Qingxue wouldn't have made it through this!"