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

The Prince's Mansion is in chaos right now. Some people are packing clothes, some are preparing meals, and some are preparing medicine. After all, there are no eyes on the battlefield, so it is better to bring more of these things with you to be prepared.

Meng Zhenzhen went straight into the palace. The prince was still worried about the food problem. Although it was not long since the autumn harvest, there was very little food left at the court, which could not support the army's long-term struggle.

When Meng Zhenzhen came in, the prince was discussing with Helan Shan. After all, he was one of the prince's staff.

Meng Zhenzhen got straight to the point. "You are worried about the problem of food and medicinal materials."

She walked up to the prince and put down the food box in her hand, "Try it. This is a new food from our Duke's Mansion. It is most suitable for eating during the New Year. It is called flatbread."

Helanshan looked at the Crown Princess who had always been very smart. Maybe she had a solution. "Crown Princess, the court can't provide so much food now, and can't even support the army for too long."

Meng Zhenzhen pushed him down on the chair and said, "You forgot that I have so many good farmlands."

He blinked at the prince.

The prince understood and nodded, "But it's not a solution to continue like this."

"Don't worry! I have prepared everything for you. Now I am just waiting for your army to set out."

Helanshan walked out of the study tactfully, not forgetting the dumplings in his hand, which were indeed delicious.

I don’t know what’s going on in the Crown Princess’ brain. She knows everything.

Suddenly, he also wanted to find a wife.

Meng Zhenzhen held his hand and said, "Just go to the front line. I will guard the back for you. If you are in danger, you must sound the alarm and I will rush to rescue you as soon as possible. You know I have the ability to do so."

The prince looked at the thing she gave him, as if it were a signal line, "Will this bring you danger? After all, I have always been worried about whether you will be attacked back."

When she heard this, she giggled, "I'm not cultivating immortality, so how can there be a backlash? This is just a container, and it's very popular in our place."

Seeing his worried expression, she immediately changed the subject, "The Emperor said when to set out and how many troops he would give you."

The prince's expression wasn't very good when he thought of the argument in the morning.

"Many veterans are unwilling to go on the expedition, and there are only a few young ones who have no experience at all. There is already a gap in the soldiers of the South.

If this continues, I am afraid that the number of people in the South who are willing to guide the march and fight will drop significantly."

Suddenly Meng Zhenzhen thought of his group of people. Could they be arranged to go in directly and follow His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to possibly win military merit?

"I have a group of people who are very young. Can they go directly to the battlefield after entering the military camp? They are all well-trained, so you can rest assured."

The prince was not surprised at all, but why was she willing to be released to join the army? Wouldn't it be better to keep her by his side?

When she saw the look, she knew what it meant. "They are young and willing to join the army, so why not? Besides, these people won't stab you in the back, so I feel more at ease."

The two chatted in the study until noon, and the prince went straight into the palace.

Meng Zhenzhen led a large army directly to the Ministry of Revenue and donated all the grain.

The Minister of the Ministry of Revenue looked at Meng Zhenzhen's expression, as if she had come to the wrong place, "Crown Princess, are you sure you are not in the wrong place? This is the Ministry of Revenue."

"Aren't you in charge of mobilizing military rations? These are rations for the prince's army. Please register them for me so I can go home and eat."

Looking at the grain team behind him that looked like a long line of red dresses, he was delighted and said, "Hurry up and take it and register it. This is food for the army, and there can be no mistakes."

He was scratching his head and cheeks in anxiety just now, and everyone was asking him for food, but he couldn't produce any food.

There wasn't much in stock to begin with, and military rations were needed at the front, so it was impossible to buy them now.

"Crown Princess, you are truly a living Bodhisattva. You have solved my urgent need. I don't know how to thank you enough."

Meng Zhenzhen sat beside them and watched them loading and unloading. "No need to thank me, just send these food to the battlefield safely, and I'll be thankful."

The Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue only knew that his official position was saved this time. He breathed a sigh of relief. This Crown Princess was truly extraordinary. It was the first time he had seen her.

Hall of Qinzheng

The emperor scratched his ears, as if he was hallucinating. "You mean that Zhenzhen donated all the food to the court, and even provided doctors and medicine, and trained young people with good skills."

"If he was a man, I would have thought she was trying to usurp the throne. How can a girl do things that are done by boys? Don't you feel relieved?"

The prince smiled awkwardly and touched his angular face. "Maybe my face is better looking, so I can work less hard in my next life. This is given by my parents, there is nothing I can do about it."

The emperor threw a memorial at him, "How shameless of you! A woman is a thousand times better than you. Don't you know how to make progress?"

Although the emperor said he disliked it, he still couldn't help but worry when he thought of the dangers on the battlefield. "Be careful on this trip, saving your life is the most important thing."

The people who were most happy about the Crown Prince going to the battlefield in person were the Eighth Prince and Concubine Xian. They both hoped that he would die on the battlefield so that no one would want Meng Zhenzhen and the Eighth Prince could marry her.

But what Concubine Xian was thinking was that if she died, she would become a nemesis and would never be able to get married.

Laughing loudly in the empty palace was so creepy that even Cui Liu stayed far away from her. Concubine Xian was becoming more and more abnormal.

The entire Shengjing City was busy, only the Fifth Prince's Mansion was in full swing.

The Fifth Prince could not accept that he would become a confined prince. He did not even have the freedom to go out, and could not even decide what to eat. What was the difference between this and death?

What's more, there is a woman in the mansion who is always clamoring, staring at him, and having fun every night. He really can't bear it.

Now he doesn't even have the strength to get out of bed, and even the simplest thing of going to the toilet requires the help of a servant. How did he end up in this state?