Transmigrated Princess

Zhao qinger was ill. Yan Tianfang came to get it in the middle of the night, which deepened her fear.

She thinks Yan Tianfang is the key to her.

Yes, after he went to Prince Yu's house, he was provoked by Zhao Rongxian, so he wanted to kill her.

After a night of fear, Zhao qinger opened his eyes to dawn.

She was terrified.

But at dawn, Yan Tianfang invited a royal doctor for her from the palace.

He was in front of the bed again, gently holding her hand and said, "the queen heard that you were ill and sent a royal doctor to the house to treat you."

Zhao qinger's eyes were full of fear, which dissipated a lot after hearing the words "empress".

Yes, she's not dead yet.

Her mother, who has always loved her most, can never ignore her.

The royal doctor came to the bed.

Zhao Qing'er was weak. She asked for help: "I'm not sick. I'm poisoned. Someone wants to kill me... The son-in-law wants to kill me. You go to the palace and tell my mother to save me and kill Yan Tianfang."

She said these words intermittently, using almost all her life's strength.

The imperial physician was startled. He carefully measured Zhao Qinger's pulse and diagnosed it. Finally, he said, "Princess highness... You are not poisoned. You are suffering from high fever."

No poisoning?

She's hot?

Zhao qinger didn't believe it. She even felt that the imperial doctor was bought by Yan Tianfang.

She refused to let the royal doctor treat her, "come... Come..."

Zhao qinger called someone over.

She asked someone to drive the imperial doctor out, "find your Highness the king..."

She fainted, full of hope pinned on the last straw.

After the order, she fainted.

Yan Tianfang watched by the bed without saying a word.

The imperial physician looked about to speak, but saying nothing, only at last he said, "Your Royal Highness should be worried in your heart. You will not be able to recuperate, and you will be sick if you are not in a good mood."

Yan Tianfang understood what he meant. If he burns down like this, he might burn people out.

"Her anxiety is really caused by me. I don't deny it. I argued with her about peace and departure a few days ago. This situation is not what I want. I just hope she gets better soon, otherwise I'm really upset." Yan Tianfang was very polite to him. "Then please bother the royal doctor to prescribe the prescription. I think of a way to let her take it as soon as possible."

The imperial doctor nodded and didn't say any more.

He has to go back to the palace to reply to the queen about the princess's house.

The princess and the son-in-law and the story of the princess had been heard all over the town. He had heard something about this. He could only say that his royal highness had done wrong this time, and there was no doubt that there was a dispute.

The illusion of love and harmony between husband and wife created by Zhao qinger was so much that everyone still felt that the princess and her son-in-law were stronger than Jin. This time, although the princess did something wrong and made peace and separation, the son-in-law still couldn't let go of the princess.

He also didn't believe that Yan Tianfang would harm people. If he really wanted to harm people, he didn't have to rush into the palace in the middle of the night and find the queen to ask the imperial doctor for door-to-door diagnosis and treatment.

I'm probably confused.

After sending the imperial doctor away, Yan Tianfang's gentle face finally cooled down.

He wanted to kill Zhao qinger, but Zhao Rongxian was right. Zhao qinger was forced to the end. As long as he pushed it gently, he could solve it. It was not good for him to do it rashly.

No matter how you do it, you will always leave traces, so the most perfect way to die is Zhao qinger's own death.

Yan Tian put her lips lightly away, and shouted to the man to tell him, "Your Highness is going to see your royal highness and invite the people to come."

In the evening, Zhao qinger woke up.

Yan Tianfang stood by the bed with medicine and looked at her kindly: "princess, you should drink medicine."

Zhao qinger was pale, like a dehydrated, dying fish, weakly panting.

She shook her head and looked frightened: "I don't drink."

Yan Tianfang didn't care about her, but advised her with good words: "if you don't drink medicine, how can you get better? Come on, drink..."

With a bowl in his hand, he came forward and picked her up as easily as a mouse.

Zhao qinger was so frightened that she almost cried.

She doesn't drink. She doesn't want to drink.

That's poison. She doesn't believe Yan Tianfang will be so kind.

When the medicine reached his mouth, Zhao qinger suddenly broke away and patted out the medicine bowl.

The medicine overflowed. She gasped and shouted hoarsely, "I don't drink, I won't drink..."

Yan Tian was not angry. He was more patient than ever.

"Sprinkle the medicine and fry it again."

With a smile, he ordered people to go down and fry the new medicine.

Seeing Zhao qinger struggling and suffering in panic, pain and fear really made him feel a little comfort.

Yan Tianfang began to admire Zhao Rongxian.

Only he can think of such a grinding way to die.

Like cutting flesh and blood, watching their flesh and blood blurred, watching themselves die.

But this knife is cut in the heart.

Zhao Changling didn't come. He just thought Zhao qinger was pretending to be ill, didn't want to pay attention to it, and didn't want to see her.

The killing of Su Xiangwan left a deep gap between them.

Yan Tianfang persevered and sent someone to invite him.

At the same time, he handed a post into the palace, hoping to invite a royal doctor again.

This time, when the imperial doctor arrived, Zhao Changling also came.

"The princess's illness is more serious than before." when the royal doctor came out, his tone was deep.

Yan Tianfang and Zhao Changling are waiting outside.

Hearing the speech, Yan Tianfang said first: "she refused to take medicine, eat or drink water. She thought I wanted to poison her. How can she not aggravate it if it goes on like this."

The imperial doctor looked at Zhao Changling: "this is not the way. Maybe it will be better to send her to other places to recuperate. Don't see her son-in-law for the time being."

Yan Tianfang looked at Zhao Changling with a sigh of relief: "she can't trust me. She thinks I'm going to hurt her. Let you look at her yourself."

The imperial doctor knew that there was no place for him to speak, so he quickly retreated.

There were only two of them left here. Yan Tianfang said coldly: "I just wanted her to sign the peace and departure book quickly. I didn't expect that she would come up with such a means to embarrass me. You see, she has a disease now. If I really don't care what happened, I still have to take responsibility. I just don't want me to feel better if I die."

Zhao Changling originally thought Zhao qinger was pretending to be ill. This time, he was shocked.

No matter what grudges she had previously had, Zhao qinger was his imperial sister and never wanted to hurt him. Although the means were cruel, she was seriously ill for no reason. She was still worried in the end.

The first thing he suspected was Yan Tianfang.

But now, Yan Tianfang is not suspected. On the night of Zhao qinger's first illness, he hurried to send someone into the palace to ask for a royal doctor.

First, he is to prove his innocence, and second, he is afraid that something will affect him.

Now I've come to him three or four times. I'm just anxious to throw this hot potato over.

So, it's like Yan Tianfang's temperament.

Zhao Changling has questioned the people in the house. It is indeed Zhao qinger who refuses to take medicine and eat, and insists that Yan Tianfang is critical to her. It seems that it is also like what Zhao qinger will do.

She must have tried her best and refused to leave peacefully. She didn't want to watch Yan Tianfang be attracted by Zhao Rongxian.

"Elder sister Huang has been confused for several times these days. Don't worry, son. I'll take her away and let her recover well. I'll never have such a difficult thing for you again." Zhao Changling said in a deep voice.

He was inevitably bored with Zhao qinger's repeated actions.

Yan Bei's case alone has made him very upset.

Yan Tianfang sneered: "that's good. Pick up the person quickly and ask her to sign and leave the book to me as soon as possible. I can say it first. If she wants to blackmail me with herself, don't blame me for really turning my face and not recognizing people. I won't recognize it."

Zhao Changling's voice was slightly tired: "that's natural. My elder sister Huang herself was ill and the imperial doctor saw it twice. It's all her own reason and has nothing to do with the prince."

That's what Yan Tianfang is waiting for.

He asked Zhao Changling to pick up Zhao qinger.

The arrangement didn't take much time. Soon the carriage was ready. A line of maidservants helped Zhao qinger, who was dying, and took her into the carriage.

Zhao qinger finally saw Zhao Changling. She wore her hair, her face was blue, and her eyes were deeply sunken. She looked embarrassed.

Zhao Changling could hardly recognize her.

"Changling, Yan Tianfang... Hurt me, kill him... Kill him..." she has no strength, but even at this time, she wants Zhao Changling to avenge her.

Zhao Changling's eyes sank when he heard the speech. A moment later, his face recovered coldness, "sister Huang, you're ill and confused."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao qinger's face, which was white and blue, became extremely terrible.

She looked at Zhao Changling with a trace of hatred.

Yan Tianfang's words echoed in her ears: "I told Zhao Changling that as long as you die, I will surrender to him. What would he choose between you and me?"

Originally she didn't believe it, but now Zhao Changling's indifferent eyes forced her to believe it.

If it had been before, Zhao qinger would never have listened to such provocative words, but now her body and mind have reached their limit. In addition, they had a misunderstanding, which will inevitably shake.

At present, what is the love between sister and brother.

She didn't pay much attention to the feelings of siblings. She was born in the royal family. There are no real siblings. Zhao qinger thinks so, so she thinks Zhao Changling is such a person.

The curtain was pressed down and cut off most of the sunlight from the outside.

The carriage began to move. In Zhao qinger's unclear reason, he had the last trace of will to survive.

She's running.

If Zhao Changling took her away, she must have no way to live.

She was brewing until there was some voice outside. She determined that she was on the street. At that time, she tried her best and climbed out.

The coachman was suddenly startled by half of the body climbing out from behind and tightened the reins.

When the carriage stopped suddenly, Zhao qinger whirled around and rolled down from the carriage to the ground.

It was real. When she landed, there was a dull noise.

Zhao qinger's mouth suddenly filled with a trace of blood. She didn't know where she had met, and she couldn't feel any pain.

In a trance, she only knew that there were many people around in the street.

A maid rushed up in a hurry. A group of people nervously lifted her into the carriage. Zhao qinger wanted to struggle, but found that she couldn't move at all. She even had difficulty turning her head.

In a burst of overlapping figures, she suddenly saw a very familiar face.

That humble, but not annoying, looking at her lovely face, Zhao qinger was so impressed by the merchant woman who wrote down her name from the first day she saw her that she felt a deep nausea every time she thought of that face.

——Su Xiangwan.

It's su Xiangwan!

It's her ghost. Her ghost hid in the crowd and is laughing ironically at the end of her depression.

Zhao Qing'er hummed, but only intermittent coarse air came out.

Her mood surged, and she suddenly felt a pain in her heart. A mouthful of fishy and hot blood gas stuck in her throat. She lost her light and shadow in the hazy sight.

The crowd was dispersed, but there were still many people talking about the scene just now.

Even if Princess Dongyang looked so embarrassed today, someone in the crowd still recognized her.

Most people in the capital once truly respected and loved the noble princess.

The great princess who married Yanbei Shizi for the sake of Daliang and endured the separation of husband and wife.

But now when we talk about her again, we are all sobbing.

After all, the princess who once thought she was great is not great. She will also kill for her own selfish desires. She will also use her noble power to place spies in the army with the intention of stealing the defense map.

"From good people to bad people, in fact, it only takes one thing." Su Xiangwan seemed to say with emotion.

A good person only needs to do one bad thing. She is a bad person.

Most people's thinking is so simple and direct.

Zhao qinger held himself too high. It was only when he fell that heavy.

So she'd better be her selfish villain.

Su Xiangwan didn't look at the carriage much. She disappeared in the crowd and walked away with hibiscus.