Fengming the world: The cold princess is too enchanting

Chapter 102
In the study room, the celadon teacup in his hand shattered, and the shards pierced into his palm, blood slowly flowing out.

Such a sense of powerlessness is like knowing why my mother and concubine died, but I can't do anything.

He had already promised the little woman that he would not act rashly.

But the truth is much more difficult than imagined.

He, now, is thinking about the life of the little woman in the cell all the time. Even though he has been dealt with, this kind of worry seems to be innate, and it is useless to convince himself.

The blood dripped onto the ground bit by bit along the palm prints, staining the cold floor red, adding a monstrous charm to it.

I don't know how long Chu Yinnan waited at the door of the study, anyway, Mu Ziyuan didn't come out to see Chu Yinnan in the end.

No amount of enthusiasm was wasted.

The moment Chu Yinnan walked out of the Seventh Prince's Mansion, something seemed to collapse in his heart for no reason.

……

In the dungeon, Chu Yinge stared at the surgical instruments in his hand in a daze.

When she came to the cell, she simply tidied up. She didn't bring anything else, but she brought her own medicine box.

Other people's medicine boxes may be full of silver needles, but Chu Yinge's medicine box contains a complete set of surgical instruments.

For the ancient times, it is still difficult for her to survive by relying on her killer skills.

After she and Chu Yinnan were poisoned, Chu Yinge realized how important medical skills are, but at the beginning, she did not study Chinese medicine. In this ancient time when everything was scarce, Western medicine in the 21st century could not afford it at all. any effect.

Fortunately, I built a set of surgical instruments with my own memory, but it was far from enough.

With so many things coming here, Chu Yinge has already forgotten the steps of the operation, so, in case of emergencies, he can just familiarize himself with the steps of the operation in the cell when he has nothing to do.

"Princess, this is what you want..." Zhang Yi held the thing in his hand with a little disgust.

The princesses of other families like to embroider and play the piano, but his princess actually let him catch so many mice, and even tied them up.

Chu Yinge got up, came to the door of the old house, took the basket in Zhang Yi's hand, nodded, and walked inside.

Zhang Yi didn't think much, turned around and left.

Looking at the basket of mice, Chu Yinge frowned. This ancient man was really sincere. She thought she would just find one or two, but who knew that he gave her a basket.

Rolling up his sleeves, Chu Yinge was about to give it a try, but suddenly discovered a more difficult problem.

There were very few medical resources available in ancient times. Even if surgery was possible, there was no way to suture the wound. There was no medical cotton thread, only embroidery thread.

The embroidery thread used for embroidery is too rough, it is not suitable for suturing wounds, it does not take advantage of wound healing, and it will leave scars.

Thinking of this, Chu Yinge felt a deep sense of helplessness.

If you think about it carefully, what you have learned in the 21st century is really difficult to implement in ancient times.

Looking at the scalpel in her hand and the basket of mice on the ground, Chu Yinge thought deeply. If this road really doesn't work, then she will really give up.

Anyway, she is smart enough, but study Chinese medicine well.

Although Chinese medicine and Western medicine are different, in the final analysis, they are both medical skills, so there are always things in common.

Forget it, I still have to give it a try, otherwise how can I be worthy of this basket of mice.

As Chu Yinge said, he put on the gloves that he had prepared a long time ago. These gloves are made of ice silk. It is really not worthwhile to use them to operate on these mice.

Disemboweled, done in one go.

Not far away, Zhang Yi swallowed his saliva unconsciously, feeling guilty in his heart. Just now he was still curious about what his princess was going to do, but at this moment, he had no curiosity at all. Filled with fear and nausea.

Not to mention the noble status of a princess, even an ordinary woman would never disembowel a mouse. His princess is really unique.

Such a woman feels timid just thinking about it, and she doesn't know what the prince of his family is looking for in his concubine.

Chu Yinge naturally sensed that someone was observing her, but she was concentrating on the operation now, so she didn't want to be interrupted, so she didn't say anything else.

Anyway, few people could watch such a bloody scene, even if it was a mouse, the method was extremely cruel.

……

In the Palace of the Seventh Prince, upon hearing Muzi's report, Guozi opened his mouth wide, for a moment he had nothing to say.

On the contrary, Mu Ziyuan was calmer, he didn't react at all when he heard the news, he just paused with the hand holding the teacup, that's all.

When Muzi thought of that scene now, his stomach turned upside down. He was so disgusted that he didn't even eat his lunch just after hearing what Zhang Yi said.

I really don't understand how his princess can have such a bad taste.

It took a long time for Guozi to react from the shock: "Are you sure you didn't make a mistake? How could my lady have trouble with mice."

"You ask me how I know, I am also very puzzled." Muzi expressed a little helplessness.

The fruit trembled all over, and goosebumps fell all over the ground. In her mind, her young lady had always looked aloof and indifferent. She was a little fairy that no one could compare to. Now, this fairy is planning to Have you descended to earth?

However, the difference is too big. Even a mortal woman would not have the idea of ​​harming mice. Although mice are harmful animals, she shouldn't let her lady do it herself.

The impact of this fact was so great that Guo Zi couldn't believe it.

Mu Ziyuan put down the teacup in his hand, he knew very well that his woman's style of doing things must be to do something meaningful, otherwise, she wouldn't be so bored as to take a mouse for surgery.

That's good too, as long as he knows that the little woman lived a comfortable life in the cell, he will feel more at ease.

"Let's stop here for the time being. Don't talk about it. How can you understand the intelligence of the princess." After Mu Ziyuan finished speaking, he turned and walked into the study. There are still three days left before Dali Temple The trial is about to start, he just needs to prepare well.

Looking at the back of his prince leaving, Muzi moved his mouth with difficulty: "Did you hear what the prince said just now? He actually said it was the intelligence of the princess."

"You heard it right, because I heard it very clearly." Guozi felt cold all over, what kind of person did she recognize as her master.

Muzi trembled, didn't say anything, and walked quickly towards his room. The impact he received today was really not small, so he must take a good rest to calm down his mood.

A woman like his concubine is really terrifying.

wait a minute!Muzi seemed to have thought of something, stopped, turned around, and looked at Guozi standing in the yard.

(End of this chapter)