Chapter 77 Medical Treatment
What does it mean to kill them one by one?
At this time, Xiaoyuan and Ji Yunqing have a lot in common. She is not the King of Hell, so how can she point someone to death?
If she was really that powerful, she would have killed King Zhao long ago. Why would she have sneaked in to be a maid?
"This won't work, and that won't work either." Zeng Cheng was very dissatisfied: "What else can you do?"
Xiao Yuan was very dissatisfied with the other party's attitude and threatened: "I can put a curse on you."
Zeng Cheng calmed down a bit and asked, "Come one by one, starting with those who haven't given birth yet, how many pregnant women are there in the mansion now?"
This little circle understood everything.
"Now there is Concubine Jian, and Concubine Lou and Concubine Li. I heard that there were originally a few more. These are the remaining ones."
She arrived too late and had no idea that the confined concubine Zhao was also pregnant.
"Then let's start with these three. Let's put a curse on Concubine Jian first. Can you do it?"
Xiao Yuan said disdainfully: "How easy is this!"
"By the way, didn't you say you wanted to make that woman pay the price? How come, after being a woman for so long, she fell in love with that prince and started competing for his favor and framing him?"
Competing for favor...
Zeng Cheng's beautiful face darkened.
"Of course not. I don't want that little whore to die so easily. I want her to be ruined first, so that I can torture her more!"
Xiao Yuan curled her lips secretly. With this look, even if you were killed by someone, the other party would not be able to recognize your identity.
Ji Yunqing sneezed several times in a row, holding a bunch of beans and shaking his head, "I always feel a chill in the wind. Who scolded me?"
She swiftly carried the beans to the table at the side, then turned around and went back to pick the beans.
If you don't pick these beans now, they will get old.
Listening to the rhythmic and beautiful piano music, Ji Yunqing transformed himself into an expressionless bean-picking machine.
The music was chosen by Ji Yunqing herself. Ever since she gave the guqin to her, Concubine Zhao has been practicing it every day.
Ji Yunqing had nothing to do, so he ran over to order some music.
Listen to something soft and upbeat during your nap, and listen to something with a strong rhythm when you are working, which will give you more energy to work.
Now it has developed to the point where people even eat while listening to music.
Elegant, it is really elegant!
Concubine Zhao would not accept any music requests from anyone. She would scold Ji Yunqing every time, but then she would think it was okay for her to play.
After processing the beans, Ji Yunqing started painting. Her paintings were getting better and better, but they were a little boring, so she started to develop a new interest recently.
Learn to play the piano from concubine Zhao.
One day, King Zhao came to take a look and heard an extremely unpleasant and soul-torturing musical sound.
Following the source of the sound, I found Ji Yunqing playing the piano with great concentration.
King Zhao frowned: "Why you again?"
Ji Yunqing opened her eyes and saw Prince Zhao. She did not stop and shouted at the top of her voice, "Your Highness, please forgive me for my rudeness. I will stop after the song is over."
King Zhao: "...Are you here to see me off to my grave?"
"Ah? I can't hear you!"
After Ji Yunqing finished speaking, he closed his eyes and played the piano more attentively.
After the song ended, Ji Yunqing stood up gracefully, like a lady: "My Lord, were you attracted by the sound of my piano?"
It was indeed an unpleasant sound. After listening to just a short passage, King Zhao turned pale and sighed, "It's a waste of time to keep this zither with you."
Ji Yunqing: ...Can you speak?
"Your Highness, didn't you hear it just now? The music I played was very moving, just like the sound of flowing water in the mountains."
King Zhao: "Is this mountain stream?" It was as if he was going to dig up someone's ancestral grave.
"It seems that Your Majesty is not my soulmate." Ji Yunqing did not have the inferiority complex of a piano killer. Instead, she gave up her seat and said, "Your Majesty, please try. I want to see how well Your Majesty plays."
King Zhao became interested. Although he was not a great musician, his piano playing was pleasant to the ears.
After a very beautiful song, Ji Yunqing fell asleep on the recliner next to him.
There was no way. The song played by King Zhao had a light and soothing rhythm. To her, it was like a lullaby and made her want to sleep when she heard it.
King Zhao stopped and looked at the sleeping face of the woman with a serious gaze, his brows unconsciously frowned.
Chengcheng, why do you keep keeping a close eye on Ji?
She suddenly appeared in front of him and happened to save him. What was she hiding?
King Zhao had a hunch that the key to this matter must be related to the Ji family in front of him.
As if touched, Ji Yunqing quickly woke up: "Your Majesty, I just had a dream. I dreamed that you played the piano for me. It was so beautiful that I was fascinated by it."
"It's not a dream," King Zhao interrupted her, "You're not fascinated, you're asleep."
Ji Yunqing: "...This is not much different from being mesmerized by listening, right?"
The two returned to Ji Yunqing's yard together. King Zhao looked at the annoying stove in the yard and asked, "Why hasn't this ugly thing been removed yet?"
Ji Yunqing didn't argue with him and nodded repeatedly: "Your Highness is right, I will tear it down right away. I just think this thing is ugly and cute. It looks super cute."
This big black thing that was smoked all over, how can it be cute?
King Zhao did not quite understand his concubine's aesthetic taste.
This time, he originally wanted to observe Ji Shi. Now seeing that the other party was even more greedy and had grown bigger, King Zhao finally couldn't sit still anymore.
He is getting fatter and fatter. If someone sees him one day, won’t they think he has an eye disease?
"Go and ask the court doctor to come."
Ji Yunqing immediately put down his chopsticks and said, "Your Majesty, are you feeling unwell?"
Seeing the other party's caring look, King Zhao felt somewhat relieved.
Good, I didn’t ignore him because of eating.
"It's for you. Look how fat you are now. At least ask the court doctor to prescribe some digestive medicine for you."
When she heard that it was for her, Ji Yunqing shook her head and refused: "No, Your Majesty, I am in good health. I don't want to take bitter medicine, let alone be pricked with needles."
My God, when she first woke up in ancient times, she was fed a lot of bitter medicine, and the doctor also took a silver needle about an inch long and told her that if she didn’t listen, she would be given acupuncture every day!
Seeing her like this, King Zhao couldn't help but laugh and said, "Why are you acting like a child? Don't worry, I'll just ask the court doctor to take a look. I'll feel more at ease after he sees her."
"I'm worried. I'm not at all worried." In order to avoid being pricked by an injection, Ji Yunqing acted coquettishly and cutely until... the court doctor really came.
"Be obedient and let the doctor feel your pulse."
Seeing that King Zhao was determined to do so, Ji Yunqing could only make a bitter face and reluctantly stretched out his wrist.
The doctor saluted, stroked his beard with one hand, and stepped forward to feel the other man's pulse.
On the way here, he had heard from the servants that it was because one of the prince's concubines was greedy and gluttonous that her figure became too plump. The prince had no choice but to ask the servants to come over and think of a solution.
This situation is also easy. Just prescribe a prescription for regulating the body and ask the concubine to eat less and exercise more.
The doctor made some mental preparations along the way and took the patient's pulse with confidence, and then... he pulled out a few strands of his beard, but now he didn't care about the pain.
"Please extend your other hand, Concubine Ji."