The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

"Miss, someone fainted in the middle of the road."

Lu Zhaoling lifted the curtain, quickly jumped off the carriage, and walked forward.

Fucheng also got off the carriage at their house.

It was almost dusk and there were not many people on the street. Many people had already gone home, and many vendors had also packed up their stalls and prepared to go home.

However, when someone fainted on the street, it quickly attracted a lot of people to watch.

There were also enthusiastic people who wanted to step forward and help the person up.

Qingyin had already walked forward, saw the person unconscious on the ground, and turned to look at Lu Zhaoling.

"Ah!" Someone suddenly shouted, pointing at the girl's lower body, "It's bleeding!"

Sure enough, the girl's skirt was soaked with blood.

An old lady was quick to speak and immediately shouted, "Oh my God, is this a miscarriage?"

As soon as she said this, she seemed to realize that it was not good to say it so directly, and quickly covered her mouth. But it was too late, this sentence was like a stone hitting the water, and the water was no longer calm.

After hearing this, the onlookers instantly felt that this was the fact.

After all, the blood spreading in that place can easily make people think of miscarriage.

The other woman who wanted to help the girl immediately moved away.

She looked a little surprised.

"This is extremely unlucky. I, I can't touch it."

She had been married for a year but still hadn't gotten pregnant. She was very nervous and didn't want to be contaminated by such bad luck, lest she encounter such an accident after she got pregnant.

Hearing her say this, the two aunties next to her immediately jumped away.

"My daughter-in-law just got pregnant, and she can't be affected by this kind of bad luck."

"What's going on? If you're pregnant, you should just stay at home. Why are you coming out?"

"Did this carriage hit her just now? This is a big problem. Whose carriage is it? Will the fallen baby be blamed on this family?"

The two aunts kept talking and kept on saying these few sentences.

"presumptuous!"

"What nonsense?"

Qingyin and Qingbao shouted angrily at the same time.

None of their carriages hit the girl.

Lu Zhaoling had already squatted down beside the girl. She saw that the girl's hair was still in a girl's hairstyle and she was not married yet.

If this gets out and people misunderstand that she really had a miscarriage, will her reputation be ruined?

She looked at the girl's belly again, then at her face, and then said in a deep voice, "This girl didn't have a miscarriage, she's sick."

"This is clearly a miscarriage, what else could it be? Hey, this girl is unmarried, right? Could it be that before getting married..." Someone also saw the girl's hair.

"Qingbao, slap your mouth."

Lu Zhaoling gave the order in a deep voice, pointing at the aunt.

"Yes!"

Qingbao immediately raised his hand and gave the aunt a crisp slap.

"Assistant Doctor, please come and take a look."

Lu Zhaoling originally didn't want to trouble the assistant doctor too much, because she could see it herself, but in this situation, the assistant doctor's prestige and his image were more convincing.

Only if he speaks out can the girl avoid being slandered.

Fucheng was originally not in a position to approach her, but when he heard her words, he immediately hurried to help his grandfather get off the carriage.

"Grandfather, the second lady said that the girl is not pregnant." He whispered to his grandfather.

"I know."

After the assistant doctor was helped down from the carriage, he immediately walked over.

"You hit me!" The auntie also reacted after being slapped. She was about to make a scene, but Qingbao snorted and said, "We are from the Prince Jin's Mansion. Do you want to make a scene?"

Prince Jin’s Palace!

The aunt's voice seemed to be strangled in an instant.

She backed away in panic.

"This is the assistant doctor. I'm sure you recognize him." Lu Zhaoling gave up her seat. "If you keep throwing dirty water on a girl, a slap in the face won't be enough."

Everyone fell silent when they heard about Prince Jin's Mansion.

Now Lu Zhaoling stood up and someone recognized her.

"Is this the second daughter of the Lu family? The one who was betrothed to His Royal Highness Prince Jin..."

No one dared to speak again.

The assistant doctor took the girl's pulse and examined her. His expression was a little serious. He stood up and said to Lu Zhaoling, "Second Miss, this girl is not pregnant, she is sick. The situation is serious now. She needs to be rescued by acupuncture immediately."

"Qingyin Qingbao, carry the people onto the carriage." Lu Zhaoling gave the order immediately.

She glanced at everyone again, "I believe you all heard what the assistant doctor said?"

"Yes, heard clearly."

"That's good. Bad words are like knives, rumors are like swords. If you slander others at will, you will create bad karma. You will suffer bad luck for a long time."

She glanced again at the face of the aunt who had been slapped just now.

The old lady shrank her neck.

Everyone made way, and there was a pool of blood on the ground.

The carriage sped away, and someone looked out from the second floor of a teahouse not far away, only to see the crowd dispersing.

He turned to look at his master and said, "Master, the person is gone. I don't know what happened."

A man also walked to the window and saw a pool of red on the ground. He thought for a moment and took out a handful of copper coins, "Find someone to clean it up."

"Yes." The young man took the copper coins and ran downstairs quickly.

The man looked into the distance and vaguely saw the carriage going away.

He had just heard some noise in another private room, as he couldn't see the street from there, so he switched to this one to take a look, but he was a step too late.

Young Moqi came back soon.

The teahouse waiter took the money and went to clean the street.

"Master, I asked, there was a girl who fainted there just now, and her skirt was stained with blood. It was Miss Lu who passed by just now..."

Mo Qi recounted what had just happened, and then asked, "Master, do you want to write about this in the Beijing News?"

The man reached out and tapped him on the head.

"It concerns a woman's reputation, so why write about it? However, you can write a short story about a person who liked to gossip when he was alive, and after he died, he went to Hades' Palace and was sentenced to have his tongue cut off. Write it in a more thrilling way, and the young masters, young ladies and ladies today will probably like to read it."

Beijing News, is there going to be a short story coming out too?

Moqi was a little confused.

He asked again, "Master, why is the Beauty Ranking postponed?"

I said I would schedule it before, but in the end, I cancelled it.

"Someone left Beijing and doesn't like the hot and fresh food." The man chuckled and said, "But it will be available tomorrow."

Mo Qi reacted, "Master, are you talking about Miss Lu Er?"

"You are the only one who is smart."

"But why do you care so much about Miss Lu?"

The man looked a little far away, and he sighed softly, "Why? Because I always have unclear dreams, so I came to the capital to find the reason?"

He always dreamed of a girl named Lu Zhaoling.

In the dream, he was older than the girl, but he always called her "Senior Sister".

He had to find out the truth about this dream.

The capital city, or the direction pointed by his uncle Weng Songzhi.

Uncle Shi always said, "Your brain is muddled, find someone to clear it up for you, or you won't live long."