Princess Anping's injury is not fatal, but her injury is in a fatal place. Even her injury will make her marriage with Beiling worthless, or Dongling will not be able to take any advantage.
Feng Qingchen shook her head gently, covered herself with the quilt, and turned to ask the imperial physician beside her: "A sword penetrated the wound, and the wound has been treated. The princess's life is not in danger, what do you want me to do?"
The methods of treating trauma by imperial doctors have become perfect, and she has no advantage in dealing with trauma.
"The emperor wants you to cure the princess's illness and make the princess feel as if she was not injured." The imperial doctor said implicitly.
Feng Qingchen pretended to be stupid: "Can it remove scars? I think there are such medicines in the palace."
"Miss Feng, you are a smart person. You should know why the emperor announced your entry into the palace." When the imperial doctors saw Feng Qingchen pretending to be stupid, their expressions immediately changed.
If Feng Qingchen doesn't take the blame, who will they look for to take the blame?
"You are all national players, how could you not know about the princess's situation? Aren't you making things difficult for me?" Feng Qingchen looked aggrieved and dissatisfied.
This is not an act, Feng Qingchen is really dissatisfied. No matter how she expresses her sincerity to these imperial doctors, and how she hides her secrets, these imperial doctors will still push her out to contradict her at critical moments.
She doesn't have a family to stand up for her and push her to take the blame, so she doesn't have to worry about offending anyone.
"Why is this so difficult? Miss Feng has extraordinary medical skills and has always been good at treating injuries. She must have a wonderful method." It was a matter of life and fortune, so all the doctors unanimously agreed to push Feng Qingchen out. Anyway, Feng Qingchen was very capable, so she would definitely be able to meet him.
Turn evil into good fortune.
"My lords, Qingchen is a human being, not a god. I don't have the ability to revive dead people with flesh and bones. Princess Anping was injured in the abdomen, and a sword penetrated the vital part. No matter how well the wound is sutured, it is impossible for Princess Anping to be the same as ordinary people.
If you are injured, you are injured." In other words, Princess Anping injured her uterus and will not be able to give birth to children in this life.
The reason why the emperor asked Princess Anping to marry Beiling was to give birth to the next emperor of Beiling. This was an agreement between the emperor and the third prince of Beiling, Beiling Fengqian.
Dongling helped Beiling Fengqian ascend the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, Beiling Fengqian made Anping the queen, and the child born to Anping was the prince. The next emperor of Beiling must be Princess Anping. Now...
On the eve of the marriage, Princess Anping injured her uterus to save the emperor and was unable to conceive offspring. The marriage was almost useless and there was not much benefit to Dongling. Can the emperor not be anxious?
"Is there really no way?" The imperial doctors became anxious after hearing Feng Qingchen's words. They knew Feng Qingchen's temperament and would never lie about such a matter.
Feng Qingchen shook her head firmly: "I can't help it. The injury is too deep. Even after the wound heals, the injury remains." These people really thought she was a god. They asked her to remove Princess Anping's uterus. She could do it.
"What should we do now?" All the imperial doctors regarded Feng Qingchen as a life-saving straw. When they heard Feng Qingchen's words, they couldn't help but panic, and they all looked miserable.
"Feng... Qing... Chen." Just when Feng Qingchen was about to leave, Princess Anping woke up and grabbed the hem of Feng Qingchen's clothes. When Feng Qingchen turned around, she saw Princess Anping looking at her pitifully.
"Please, save me, save, save me. I don't want to..." I don't want to lose the right to be a mother.
"Don't worry, princess, you won't die." Feng Qingchen silently mourned for Anping for a second, but she felt that Princess Anping was a blessing in disguise.
When her child is born, he is just a pawn between Beiling and Dongling. How long he can live is still a question.
According to the emperor's ambition, as long as Princess Anping gives birth to a prince, she will definitely kill Beiling Fengqian, and then make the young master the emperor. When the time comes...
"No, it's not...child, I don't want to..." Princess Anping said intermittently, Feng Qingchen could understand, but she still said the same thing, she was just a doctor: "Your Highness, it will be good if you can survive."
"No, don't, I..." Don't lose the right to be a mother.
"Princess, you are seriously injured, take good care of yourself." Feng Qingchen took out his clothes from Princess Anping's hands and walked out without looking back, ignoring Princess Anping's cries.
As a doctor, she has seen many such things. She sympathizes with the patients, and she can only sympathize with them.
"Feng Qingchen, why did you come out?" The emperor was not angry, and his imperial aura was fully activated. Feng Qingchen was unprepared, his face turned pale, and his legs almost gave out.
Fortunately, this was not the first time she had experienced the majesty of the emperor, and she quickly stabilized: "When I return to the emperor, your highness the princess is not in fear of her life. Her injuries are not serious, and she will be fine after a while."
"I want you to come, not to show you Anping's injuries."
"My servant is stupid, please ask the emperor to make it clear." Feng Qingchen continued to pretend to be stupid, and the emperor snorted coldly: "Feng Qingchen, Anping is injured. The imperial doctor said that she will not be able to have children in the future. I want you to heal Anping."
"My daughter is helpless, so I would like to ask the Emperor to hire someone else." Feng Qingchen lowered her head and ignored the anger in the Emperor's eyes.
"How dare you disobey my orders." The emperor shook his sleeves and shouted angrily. Feng Qingchen still said the same thing: "Your Majesty, I am incompetent. I really can't heal your highness the princess."
"If the cure fails, I will force you to pay for your life. Feng Qingchen, do you dare to listen to me? No matter what method you use, I will cure Princess Anping, otherwise I will take your head and wipe out your whole family."
The emperor's usual tactic was to threaten and intimidate. Feng Qingchen sighed silently, stared at the shoes and stopped talking. She thought she would be greeted by the emperor's thunderous wrath, but unexpectedly a eunuch came in and said: "Your Majesty, Master Fu
Entering the palace, saying that there is something vital that needs to be reported."
The emperor then left Feng Qingchen and Princess Anping alone, turned around and left, without saying how to arrange for Feng Qingchen.
When Feng Qingchen saw this situation, he signaled Tong Jue to pick up the medicine box and leave.
If you don’t leave now, wait until later.
"Miss Feng, you can't leave. The emperor didn't let you go." The guard blocked Feng Qingchen's way. Feng Qingchen looked at the guard and said coldly: "The emperor didn't say that he wanted me to stay here, so what? How dare you?
Be the emperor’s master and give orders on the emperor’s behalf?”
"I don't dare." The guard, with a pale face, knelt down to apologize.
"It's okay if you don't dare, get out of the way." Feng Qingchen left without looking back. Seeing this, the other guards lowered their heads and pretended not to notice.
They don't want to die!
"Cough cough cough..."
In the courtyard deep in the alley, Dongling Ziluo, who was imprisoned here, coughed heartbrokenly. Looking at the blood on the handkerchief, a trace of sadness flashed in Dongling Ziluo's eyes, and he asked helplessly: "Uncle Nine Emperors."
,why is that?"
"The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, you lose." The Nine Emperors Uncle turned his back to Dongling Ziluo, and just one silhouette of his back was enough to make Dongling Ziluo dare not look directly at him.
"I am your nephew." Dongling Ziluo's voice was hoarse, and his red eyes were filled with tears.
"I gave you a chance, but you didn't take it." The assassination was not the opportunity he gave you. If you didn't take it, who can you blame?
"Haha~ So, I am destined to die." Dongling Ziluo's smile was worse than crying: "The most ruthless emperor's family, I was wrong, I hope you treat me as you treat the prince."
"You are not the prince." Therefore, I will not tolerate you.
"Yes, I am not a prince. I will soon be a prisoner. Once my father finds out, he will not let me go." Dongling Ziluo smiled sadly, knelt down behind the Nine Emperors Uncle: "Nine Emperors, let me call you.
Uncle Jiu, as my nephew, I beg you for the last time before I die, please let Anping go."
"I have never thought about your and Anping's lives, so you don't have to think too much."
His opponent was never Ziluo!
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