A renowned ancient physician transmigrates into the body of an abandoned woman, only to be sold off

After Song Zhili brought He Chengjing out, the two of them did not leave the room but waited for Qingzhu to return. About twenty minutes later, Qingzhu came back with the beggar.

This time, the beggar had washed himself clean and changed into clean clothes. Song Zhili looked at the beggar's face and saw that his skin was very dark, his face was pockmarked, and his forehead was covered with red pimples.

"Madam, do you think he's suitable? Doesn't he look quite unsuitable?"

Qingzhu searched for a long time before finding someone of similar height. If that didn't work, he would have to go out and look for someone else.

"It's fine, we'll use it."

Hearing their conversation, the beggar looked at Song Zhili and her companion with fear in his eyes. "What... what are you going to do?"

The beggar didn't know Song Zhili and the others' identities, and even though he was terrified, he still asked a question.

Song Zhili smiled, then took out a syringe and squeezed out the excess water from the needle. "It's nothing. I have a good thing I need your help with. Qingzhu, hold him down and don't let him move around."

As soon as Song Zhili finished speaking, Qingzhu immediately stepped forward and subdued the beggar. Then, Song Zhili injected some medicine into the beggar's arm.

The beggar thought he was going to die and watched in horror as Song Zhili injected that strange thing into his body. After a while, he felt weak all over and wanted to speak, but he couldn't say anything. He felt sleepy and eventually fell asleep.

Then Song Zhili took out the incense stick, lit it, and fumigated the beggar's body. After that, Song Zhili carefully took out the glass bottle, removed the stopper, and placed the small black insect on the beggar's arm.

Song Zhili saw the little black worm disappear in an instant. If Song Zhili hadn't been watching closely, she would have almost not seen how the little black worm got into the man's arm.

"Alright, Qingzhu, go find some of A-Jing's clothes for him to change into. I'll go prepare something nice."

After Song Zhili finished speaking, she left the space. She looked around the pharmacy, then took out a small porcelain bottle and carefully poured the powder inside into a sachet.

Afterwards, Song Zhili tied the string of the sachet tightly, took the sachet and came out. Then, she saw that Qingzhu had already changed the beggar's clothes. She went up to him and hung the sachet on the beggar's waist.

She took out another silver needle and pricked a few small holes in the sachet. She shook it gently and saw that some of the medicinal powder inside had spilled out. Only then did she put the sachet back with satisfaction.

She stood up and clapped her hands. "Alright, everything is ready. Qingzhu, go find another blanket and cover him with it."

Qingzhu immediately took a quilt from the cabinet inside the room and covered the beggar with it. Just as he finished, several footsteps came from outside the door. Song Zhili gave He Chengjing a look, and the latter nodded. Song Zhili then quickly sent him into the space.

Then she walked to the door with Qingzhu and just saw Cui Xiaodie and Mu Liuxin walking quickly over and stopping in her courtyard.

"Your Highness, today is the Crown Prince's last day. Are you really going to watch him die? He is your own son."

Just as Cui Xiaodie finished speaking, Mu Liuxin looked at Song Zhili and asked, "Ali, how is Chengjing? Do you have any way to save him?"

Song Zhili said anxiously, "Your Highness, please give me a little more time. I'll be there soon. I'm sure I can wake A-Jing up. Just give me a little more time."

"Hehe, sister, don't you even look at what time it is? It's already the hour of You (5-7 PM), and in a few more hours it will be the hour of Zi (11 PM-1 AM). If it really comes to that, even if we want to save the prince, it will be too late."

After Cui Xiaodie finished speaking, she looked at Mu Liuxin with a wronged expression, waiting for her to speak. Seeing that she was still hesitant, she added fuel to the fire, saying, "Sister, I know you love the prince, but you can't be so selfish. It was one thing for you to monopolize the prince before, but now, at this critical moment, you don't care about the prince's life or death. Are you just going to watch the prince die like this?"

After Cui Xiaodie finished speaking, she kept her gaze fixed on Mu Liuxin. She clearly saw Mu Liuxin's expression change slightly, and then she heard Mu Liuxin speak.

"Someone, go inside and carry the young master out, and take him to the Second Madam's courtyard."

"Yes."

Several servants emerged from behind Mu Liuxin and were about to go into the house when Song Zhili immediately stepped forward to stop them. "Your Highness, please, give me a little more time, okay? Believe me, I can wake A-Jing up."

"Qing Shuang, capture your master."

When Mu Liuxin saw Song Zhili like this, her eyes were filled with heartache, but she still maintained a resolute expression.

At first, the servants were unsure whether to continue when they saw Song Zhili like this. But now, following Mu Liuxin's orders, they carried the stretcher inside and lifted the beggar from the ground onto the stretcher.

As soon as they entered the room, they saw the Crown Prince lying on the ground. They were all puzzled, wondering why the Crown Princess had left the Crown Prince lying on the ground like that.

However, they didn't think much of it. Before they arrived, the princess had instructed them that no matter what they saw when they entered the room, they should pretend they didn't see anything, and not ask or say anything.

The group remained silent, then worked together to carry the stretcher out of the house.

To make the act convincing, Song Zhili ran forward crying, still trying to stop the servants. Seeing this, Qing Shuang quickly stepped forward and helped Song Zhili up.

"Princess Consort, don't be too sad. Saving the Prince is the most important thing right now."

"Yes, Ali, try to think positively. When Chengjing wakes up, he will still love you. Besides, Cui Xiaodie is Chengjing's wife. You can't just watch him die like this, can you? Be good, listen to me, don't make a fuss."

Mu Liuxin walked over to Song Zhili and gave her a long talk, then waved to the servants and ordered, "Take the young master and leave quickly."

Upon hearing Mu Liuxin's words, the servants quickly carried the stretcher away.

Seeing Song Zhili crying so sadly, Cui Xiaodie smiled triumphantly. She deliberately walked up to Song Zhili and Mu Liuxin, and bowed to Mu Liuxin. "Your Highness, sister, I will return to my courtyard now. I will definitely give Your Highness a healthy heir tomorrow."

After Cui Xiaodie finished speaking, she turned and left with her two maids.

"Don't go, give A-Jing back to me."