Phoenix Cries Across the World: The Cold-Hearted Princess is Too Alluring

In the study, the celadon teacup in his hand shattered, shards piercing his palm, blood slowly seeping out.

This feeling of powerlessness is like knowing the exact cause of one's mother's death back then, but being unable to do anything about it.

He had promised the young woman that he would not act rashly.

But the reality is much more difficult than imagined.

He is now constantly thinking about the little woman's life in the prison cell. Even though he has made arrangements, this worry seems to be innate, and no amount of self-consolation can change it.

Blood dripped slowly down his palm lines onto the ground, staining the cold floor red and adding a touch of bewitching allure.

No one knows how long Chu Yinnan waited at the door of the study, but Mu Ziyuan never came out to see Chu Yinnan in the end.

All the enthusiasm was completely exhausted.

The moment Chu Yinnan stepped out of the Seventh Prince's mansion, it felt as if something inside her had collapsed for no apparent reason.

……

Inside the prison, Chu Yingge stared blankly at the surgical instruments in her hands.

When she arrived at the cell, she packed a few things quickly, without taking anything else, but she did bring her first-aid kit.

While other people's medical kits might contain only silver needles or similar items, Chu Yingge's medical kit contained a complete set of surgical instruments.

In ancient times, it would have been quite difficult for her to survive solely on her assassin skills.

After experiencing poisoning herself and Chu Yinnan, Chu Yingge realized even more how important medical skills were. However, she hadn't studied traditional Chinese medicine back then, and in this ancient era where everything was scarce, 21st-century Western medicine was completely useless.

Fortunately, he managed to create a set of surgical instruments based on his memory, but that was far from enough.

Having gone through so much since arriving here, Chu Yingge had forgotten the procedures of the surgery. So, just in case, she decided to use her free time in the cell to familiarize herself with the surgical steps.

"Your Highness, here are the things you wanted..." Zhang Yi held up what he was carrying with a hint of disdain.

Other princesses enjoy embroidery and playing musical instruments, but his princess actually made him catch so many rats and tie them up.

Chu Yingge got up, went to the door of the old house, took the basket from Zhang Yi, nodded, and walked inside.

Zhang Yi didn't think much of it and turned to leave.

Looking at the basket of mice, Chu Yingge frowned. These ancient people were really honest. She had only thought about finding one or two, but they gave her a whole basket.

Chu Yinge rolled up her sleeves, ready to give it a try, but suddenly discovered an even more troublesome problem.

In ancient times, medical resources were extremely limited. Even if surgery was possible, there was no way to suture wounds. There was no medical cotton thread, only embroidery thread.

Embroidery thread is too coarse and is not suitable for suturing wounds. It does not help the wound heal and will leave scars.

Thinking of this, Chu Yingge felt a deep sense of helplessness.

Thinking back carefully, what we learned in the 21st century was really difficult to apply in ancient times.

Looking at the scalpel in her hand and the basket of rats on the ground, Chu Yingge seemed to be deep in thought. If this path really couldn't be followed, then she would really have to give up.

Anyway, she's smart enough, so she could study traditional Chinese medicine properly.

Although traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine are different, they are both medical skills in the end, so they always have something in common.

Never mind, I still have to give it a try, otherwise how can I do justice to this basket of mice?

As Chu Yingge spoke, she put on the gloves she had prepared beforehand. These gloves were made of ice silkworm silk, and it was really not worth it to use them to perform surgery on these rats.

Disemboweling, done in one swift motion.

Zhang Yi, who was not far away, unconsciously swallowed, feeling a chill run down his spine. He had just been wondering what his princess was going to do, but now, he had completely lost his curiosity and was filled with fear and disgust.

Let alone a princess of such noble status, even an ordinary woman would never gut a rat. His princess is truly unique.

Just thinking about such a woman sends chills down my spine. I wonder what it is about his princess that the prince sees in her.

Chu Yingge naturally noticed that someone was watching her, but she was currently focused on performing the surgery and didn't want to be interrupted, so she didn't say anything more.

Anyway, few people could bear to watch such a bloody scene; even with a rat, the methods used were extremely cruel.

……

Upon hearing Mu Zi's report at the Seventh Prince's residence, Guo Zi's mouth dropped open, and for a moment, she was speechless.

Mu Ziyuan, on the other hand, remained calm. He didn't react to the news at all; he only paused for a moment while holding his teacup, and that was all.

Just thinking about that scene makes Mu Zi's stomach churn. He was so disgusted by Zhang Yi's description that he couldn't even eat lunch.

I really don't understand how his princess could have such a perverse sense of humor.

It took Guozi a long time to recover from her shock: "Are you sure you're not mistaken? Why would my young lady go against a mouse?"

"How would I know if you ask me? I'm confused too," Mu Zi said, sounding somewhat helpless.

Guozi shuddered, goosebumps falling all over her body. In her mind, her young lady had always been aloof and elegant, a fairy that no one could compare to. Now, was this fairy planning to descend to the mortal world?

However, the difference is too great. Even ordinary women would not have the idea of ​​harming rats. Although rats are harmful animals, it is still inappropriate for her young lady to do it herself.

The impact of this fact was so great that Guozi simply couldn't believe it.

Mu Ziyuan put down his teacup. He knew very well that his woman was always doing something meaningful; otherwise, she wouldn't be so bored as to take matters into her own hands and kill a rat.

That's good. As long as he knows that the little woman is living a comfortable life in the prison, he will feel much more at ease.

"Let's leave this matter here for now and stop discussing it. You can't possibly understand the Princess's intelligence and wisdom." After saying this, Mu Ziyuan turned and walked into his study. There were only three days left before the Dali Temple trial, and he just needed to prepare properly.

Watching her lord's departing figure, Mu Zi moved her lips with difficulty: "Did you hear what the lord just said? He actually said that it was the princess's intelligence and wisdom."

"You heard me right, because I heard it very clearly too." Guozi felt a chill run down her spine. What kind of person had she chosen as her master?

Mu Zi shuddered, said nothing more, and quickly walked towards his room. The impact he had received today was truly significant, and he needed to rest properly to calm himself down.

His wife is such a terrifying woman.

Wait a minute! Mu Zi seemed to have thought of something, stopped, turned around, and looked at the fruit standing in the yard.