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

Meng Zhenzhen lowered the curtains on the bed, disguised the bed as if it was sleeping, and quickly entered the space.

Take a deep breath, and your nose will be filled with the fragrance of fruits and vegetables. In the distance, you can see countless medicinal fields.

She looked at the gold and some jewelry she had saved over the years, which were all the capital for her future business.

She lowered her head to look at her too flat body. Although it was healthy, she was not satisfied at all. After all, she was D-level, and now it was like an airport.

I just don’t know where the soul of the ancient Meng Zhenzhen has gone. I hope you live a better life in another world. I will protect your parents.

There seemed to be a whispering sound in my ears, and then it quietly floated away.

She took off her clothes, jumped into the spiritual spring water and began to wash away the impurities in her body.

During the course of an hour, she felt as if her body had been run over by a huge truck. Her tendons and bones seemed to have been reorganized, and her arms and legs creaked when she stretched them.

Standing up from the water, her graceful figure was reflected in the water. The 14-year-old girl has gradually matured.

Long, white legs, a flat and smooth belly, proud breasts, and a small face with a hint of red.

The jet-black hair is scattered behind her back, and she can smell a faint fragrance, which proves that this body is about to mature.

She didn't know what the dog prince looked like. She didn't want to use the same man as other women. That would be too disgusting and prone to disease.

At this time, she had already begun to think about how to discipline the prince, to make him cancel the engagement on his own initiative, or to personally train an extremely obedient prince.

She hasn't made a career in this world yet, so she won't marry a man and then revolve around him all day long. This is not her style.

Prince's Mansion

The Crown Prince Nan Manning, who was still working here, kept sneezing, "A-choo... A-choo..."

Helan Shan, who was standing next to him, looked at the prince in surprise and said jokingly, "My prince, it seems that you are indeed a bad person, otherwise people wouldn't keep talking about you and keep beating you."

The prince touched his nose and retorted, "How is that possible? I have always been working diligently for the people. Who dares to say that I am not good?"

Helan Shan knew that he had misunderstood. This prince was good in every way, but sometimes he spoke too bluntly, making it difficult for people to follow his conversation.

"I'm talking about your Crown Princess. She's not in a good condition right now."

The prince put down the memorial in his hand, with a look that said "please continue", which made him feel helpless. Never mind, after all, they are childhood friends!

"Your little princess is lying in bed right now. The Prime Minister's Mansion has sought out several doctors, but to no avail. I heard that someone hit her on the head."

The prince put down the teacup in his hand, with a hint of anger on his face, "How can this be absurd? She is the crown princess now, how could anyone hurt her?"

Helanshan shrugged, with an expression that said I don't know.

The prince immediately arranged for someone to investigate the matter. Since she was the crown princess, he had to know everything about her, and he had to protect his own woman.

After Helan Shan left, the prince took out the information he had asked someone to investigate on the Crown Princess. She had been studying under a master for many years, but no one knew what she had learned.

He tapped the nose on the portrait and asked, "What ability do you, a little girl, have that would make the master choose you as the Crown Princess?"

He was looking forward to meeting this person and hoped that he would not be disappointed.

I have seen the intrigues in the palace since I was a child, and I am sick of it. I just want to find someone suitable to spend my life with.

The prince stroked the small portrait on the table, as if he was trying to understand the person through a painting.

An hour and a half later, Meng Zhenzhen came out of the space, put on new pajamas, and shouted to the outside, "Moli, go tell my parents that I am awake and will see them tomorrow."

Jasmine was just about to reply quickly so that she could come back to take care of the young lady, when she heard the young lady order, "You don't have to keep watch tonight, go and rest, you don't have to serve me here."

She knew that the young lady didn't like others getting close to her, so she always did as she was told. She had to take good care of her health so that she could take care of the young lady.

Meng Zhifei was resting in Dong Yuwei's room tonight. Just as he was about to rest, he heard the voice of the nanny.

"Master, Madam, news came from Zijing Court that the young lady has woken up, but because she is sleepy, she has to rest first."

Dong Yuwei happily grabbed Meng Zhifei's hand and said, "Peiwen, did you hear that? My daughter is awake. Thank you for the blessings of the Bodhisattva and the Eternal Heaven. Please return my daughter to me."

She even raised her hands to the air and bowed. The prime minister did not stop her. After all, he was very happy that his daughter woke up.

Meng Zhenzhen slept exceptionally soundly on the first night she came here, as if she was very familiar with everything here. The scenes in her memory were like a movie, each frame was extremely detailed.

There was no harmony in Feiliu Garden. Porcelain was scattered all over the floor and the servants kept their heads down and dared not speak, fearing that they would be the next to be punished.

Aunt Zhang looked at her crying daughter and felt a little disappointed with her. She waved her hand and told the servants to leave quickly, otherwise her daughter's reputation would be in jeopardy.

Aunt Zhang tapped her forehead and spoke with a sharp knife, "Why are you so impatient? She just came back and you took action. You want to kill her in one go.

What you did is not serious. If she wakes up, what will you do? You will only marry someone else as a concubine in the future."

This sentence was like a mine planted in Meng Wenxiu's heart, which could explode at any time.

Meng Wenxiu was like a brainless spoiled young lady, looking at her aunt with disdain in her eyes, "It's all because of you. You are just a concubine. How could I marry someone else as my principal wife? You are the most useless one."

The nanny beside the two of them did not say anything to stop them, as if she was used to such things. She watched indifferently as the mother and daughter blamed each other.

But they were also afraid that this noise would attract the attention of the main house, so the nanny next to them reminded Aunt Zhang, "Aunt, the young lady's noise is too loud. I'm afraid the main house is already watching us."

Looking at her daughter who didn't behave like a proper lady at all, she felt really disappointed and said sternly.

"If you continue to be crazy, just keep going. Anyway, this is an ironclad fact. Whether you become my wife or concubine is your fate. It has nothing to do with me."

"If you want to be the daughter of the principal wife, don't you consider whether that woman will accept you? You are the child of a concubine in your bones. Just accept your fate!"

Maybe he was tired of scolding, or maybe he knew that making a fuss would lead to no results, so he just collapsed on the ground and cried loudly.

"Why doesn't she die? If she dies, the prince will be mine, and I will be the only lady in the Prime Minister's Mansion."

She knelt down and crawled to her aunt's legs, smearing all her tears and snot on her body.

"Only if she dies can I become a legitimate daughter and marry the prince."

Looking at her daughter who had fallen into a state of madness, she glanced at Nanny Lin.

"Take the young lady away and calm her down. Let her know that she will never become a legitimate daughter, so give up on this idea.