Medical Doctor Travels Through Time to Train the Prince to Become a Wife-Controlled

Meng Zhenzhen had no idea what was happening in the court and was busy sorting cotton with her mother.

"Mom, I'd like to use these to make some cotton-padded clothes for my younger brothers and sisters. They'll be warm, so they won't be afraid of the cold."

He was holding the sorted cotton in his hands and fiddling with it, dividing it into piles.

Dong Yuwei naturally thought so, but she also had concerns in her heart, "Zhenzhen, don't you have to give this cotton to the emperor? It's not good for us to use it privately!

Your brother and sister's affairs are minor matters, the royal family's affairs are major matters, don't let the prince blame you."

Meng Zhenzhen paused, without the slightest hesitation, "No, we are using what I have reserved, it has nothing to do with those, my younger brothers and sisters naturally need better ones."

"I have to make a few more for my grandparents, after all, the elderly cannot resist the cold in winter."

Dong Yuwei stopped what she was doing and frowned slightly, "Will you be too busy? You will be very tired, and there are clothes at your grandparents' house."

Meng Zhenzhen gestured for the size and quickly cut a piece of cloth. "Mom, don't worry, I'll just cut it and let them help me sew it. Otherwise, I can't do it alone with so many things."

They didn't notice that the prime minister standing at the door had a dazed look on his face until Jasmine pushed her, then they reacted.

When Meng Zhenzhen saw his father like this, he thought something had happened, so he dropped the work in his hands and walked over?

"Dad, what happened to you? Is there an accident?"

The prime minister came back to his senses, walked to the table, took a sip of tea, and threw the imperial edict to her, "Look at what's written on it."

Meng Zhenzhen opened the imperial edict and giggled, "Dad, our family has a title. My brother is so lucky. He became a prince when he was born."

When Dong Yuwei heard this, her eyes lit up. Her son had become the crown prince. She quickly snatched the imperial edict from her hand and laughed out loud.

"My son is so lucky. His status is one of the best in Shengjing City. Let's see who will look down on me."

Meng Zhenzhen pretended not to understand the meaning of the words and waved her hand, "The whole mansion will receive an extra month's salary, and the servants will have two more meat dishes today. We will be the Duke's Mansion in the future, so don't make any mistakes."

The servants in the room all knelt on the ground, "Congratulations, Master and Madam, Miss, thank you for the reward."

As expected, when there is a happy event in the master's family, the servants will benefit from it.

The whole mansion was bustling with activity. Meng Feizhi still felt it was unreal. He had become a Duke just like that, and the Meng family had really changed its status.

She burst into tears loudly, and Meng Zhenzhen was so scared that he quickly drove the servants out. This was too embarrassing. Why was she crying? This was a good thing.

Looking in the direction of his mother, he also had a confused look on his face. It seemed that this incident had upset his father.

Seeing that he had calmed down, I asked, "Dad, are you thinking about the past, or are you worried that I am being too aggressive?"

Meng Feizhi wiped away her tears and spoke in detail.

It turned out that he was adopted by the Meng family and carefully raised for five years, but they were all killed overnight.

Before he died, his father told him that he must restore the Meng family to its glory days and change their fortunes. He also stopped him from taking revenge, saying that they had returned to where they belonged.

After that, he was raised in the village and went to school. He rushed all the way to Shengjing City, where he was appreciated by his grandfather, who brought him back to the academy and taught him carefully. This led to everything that happened later.

After hearing this, Meng Zhenzhen wondered whether those dead people had returned to their own era or were teleported there.

Father is just a bond, a bond that gave birth to her.

Although this is a bit too bold, she has already traveled through time, so there is nothing she can't think about.

Meng Zhenzhen patted his father's shoulder for the first time and pretended to be calm, "Dad, you have done it now, grandpa and the others should be relieved. After all, your child is better, and we will be better."

Meng Feizhi also knew that his emotions were out of control today, but he had worked hard for nearly forty years to get here. It was too difficult. Fortunately, he now has a wife and children, so there is still time.

"I'm sorry to have made you worried today. From now on, you will be the Duke's wife. You should be happy."

Dong Yuwei stroked her belly and said, "Of course I am happy, but as long as you and the child are doing well, I will be satisfied now."

Meng Zhenzhen also laughed when she heard this. Her mother's mind was unstable from time to time. She disagreed, but she would not say it out loud. After all, she would not be with her forever, so it was enough for some things to be acceptable.

Today is a happy day for her. She waved her hand and said, "Today, I will cook some delicious food to celebrate."

Only then did Meng Feizhi remember what his daughter had done. He seemed to know nothing about it and was about to call her, but was stopped by his wife.

Dong Yuwei knew what her husband wanted to say from his expression, "My daughter is already an adult, she knows what to do, even if she made a mistake, there is still the prince to remind her, you just need to be a good father."

Meng Feizhi still felt uncomfortable. After all, she was his father and he was just a husband, and they were not married yet.

Dong Yuwei quickly followed them and shook her head. This father and daughter really had no peace all day long.

Prince's Mansion

When An Boya learned from his uncle that Meng Zhenzhen had been rewarded, the expression on his face could hardly be suppressed.

"How could that bitch possibly do that? If she said it was edible, could it be eaten? Are the emperor and the prince fools to let him control them?"

An Ling couldn't bear to see his niece so out of control, and even involved the emperor, and he slapped her in the face.

His eyes were still scanning the surroundings to see if there were any servants who were ignorant. "You are courting death by accusing the emperor so casually."

He pointed at her face and said, "Look at you now. You don't look like a noble lady at all. You're just a shrew."

An Boya was knocked to the ground. He looked at his uncle and grandfather with a sad face and yelled at the top of his voice.

"Isn't it your credit that I became like this? You asked me to marry the prince before, and I seduced him.

You asked me to please the Queen Mother, and I obeyed her in everything and served her personally. I am also a lady from a wealthy family, why should I live like a slave?

Now let me please the Second Prince, and I have to cooperate with you. I am like a dog, wagging my tail and begging for mercy in front of a man, and you, the Queen Mother, are sitting back and reaping the benefits. On what basis do you have the power to do so?"

An Ling leaned over and stared at her, pinched her chin, and pushed her aside.

"Because your father is a loser. If the An family had another girl, do you think you would be alive today? You are dreaming. You would have died long ago, at the hands of your mother."

An Boya couldn't believe that these were words spoken by her uncle. She looked at Zhang, hoping that she would explain it to her, but all she got was indifference.

She finally understood why her mother was so indifferent to her, why her father always seemed to have eyes only for books, and even the concern between her grandparents was calculated.

It turned out that her whole life was manipulated by others. She was like a puppet and could never escape.

No, she could definitely do it. And there was Yao Lang. She was already Yao Lang’s woman. As long as she helped him achieve his great cause, she would definitely be able to get rid of these people.

He put aside his calculations, stood up, and looked at the An family. "Since you use me as a chess piece, then I will be a good chess piece. I don't know if you can bear the consequences."

An Bowei looked at his sister who was a few months younger than him and advised, "Sister, I advise you to do as grandfather said. After all, only when the An family is well, you can be well in the future. Prosperity and adversity are shared by all. This is the eternal rule of a big family."

When An Boya heard this, he smiled sarcastically and left the room.

An Bowei looked at his cousin leaving and said, "Grandfather, father, I feel that my sister has lost control. This is not good for our plan."

An Yixuan was lying on the bed, drowsy. The imperial physician said that he was too old and couldn't get angry, otherwise if the condition got serious, he might have a stroke and be bedridden, just like the Eighth Prince.

The emperor did not keep him in the palace to recuperate, but sent him home without waiting for him to wake up. He really did not care about family affection at all.

"There are naturally people watching over there at Boya. You must come out on top in this winter test. Otherwise, our An family will really have no place to stand."

An Yixiuan has the highest expectations for this grandson, and the rise and fall of the An family depends on him.

An Bowei knew since he was a child that he had to do his best, because his aunt was the Concubine Shu and his great-aunt was the Empress Dowager, and he had to have a seat in the court before the next emperor ascended the throne.

Only in this way can future generations of children be sent to the royal family continuously, and the glory of the An family can continue for hundreds of years.