On Our Wedding Night, the Forcibly Married Prince Presses Me to Bow

Xiao Qingyin, a master physician, dies unexpectedly and transmigrates into the body of the eldest legitimate daughter of the Minister of Revenue in the Great Xi Dynasty, who was raised in the count...

Chapter 289 Stinky Fart

Xiao Qingyin laughed and said, "It's not easy to get into the Eastern Palace, but it's too easy not to."

Zuo Miaomiao's spirits lifted considerably, and her illness seemed to have subsided somewhat.

"Sister Xiao, do you have a solution?"

Are you sure you don't want to go in?

"Sure."

"No regrets?"

No regrets.

Xiao Qingyin then shared her solution: "I'll bring you some medicine tomorrow. Once you take it, I guarantee your wishes will come true."

Zuo Miaomiao hugged her tightly, saying excitedly, "Thank you so much! Sister Xiao, you are my savior and my second mother!"

Xiao Qingyin was so tightly embraced by her that she almost couldn't breathe.

"Let go of my hand first, and I'll take your pulse."

Zuo Miaomiao obediently sat back down.

Xiao Qingyin didn't notice anything wrong with her pulse and asked, "Where do you feel unwell?"

"I feel uncomfortable everywhere. My legs hurt, my back hurts, my head hurts, and my stomach is particularly uncomfortable. I vomit as soon as I eat, but I feel much better now."

Zuo Miaomiao replied.

"Sister Xiao, you are simply a miracle cure. Just one look at you makes me feel better."

Xiao Qingyin: "..."

She knows what illness she has.

“You’re not sick,” she replied. “You’re just too anxious, that’s why you’re feeling unwell.”

People with emotional problems or mental disorders may develop various physical symptoms if they do not exhibit psychological symptoms.

For example, some people get diarrhea whenever they have an important exam.

Zuo Miaomiao suddenly realized: "I have a mental illness, right? No wonder the medicine is not working at all."

It can indeed be called a mental illness.

Xiao Qingyin smiled slightly: "That's right, a mental illness requires a mental cure. Once the selection of the Crown Princess is over, your illness will probably be cured."

"Uh-huh!"

Zuo Miaomiao nodded vigorously.

"I'm waiting for Sister Xiao's medicine."

Xiao Qingyin gave her a heads-up: "This medicine might damage your personal image."

"It's okay," Zuo Miaomiao said nonchalantly. "If I wasn't afraid of being found out, I would have pretended to be crazy."

She thought Xiao Qingyin's medicine was meant to cause her to develop rashes and disfigure her, or perhaps give her some body odor.

Unexpectedly...

Xiao Qingyin told her to take her medicine only on the day she entered the palace, and she did as she was told.

She started farting less than half an hour after entering the palace.

The fart was incredibly smelly, almost making the old woman examining her faint.

The old woman asked her with a dark face, "Why does your fart smell so bad?"

Zuo Miaomiao covered her nose and said embarrassedly, "I don't know, maybe my stomach hasn't been feeling well lately."

As soon as the words left his mouth, another boastful fart.

The old woman added a heavy sentence to the record book: "His farts are unbearably smelly."

As a result, Zuo Miaomiao did not even pass the first round of screening.

She left the palace in high spirits and headed straight for the Marquis of Zhongyong's residence, intending to share the good news with Xiao Qingyin.

Unexpectedly, I ran into Fu Weiyun at the gate.

"Hello, Miss Zuo."

Fu Weiyun greeted her with a smile.

Zuo Miaomiao stopped and said with a slight blush, "Greetings, General Fu."

Every time she saw Fu Weiyun, she would think of his handsome skills and blush involuntarily.

Just as she was about to quicken her pace to leave, Fu Weiyun asked, "I heard from my sister that you've been sick recently. Are you feeling better?"

"I'm all better now."

Zuo Miaomiao hurriedly replied.

Along with her words, she let out a fart.

Zuo Miaomiao was stunned.

It's not just because the fart smells terrible.

Also, because it was such a loud fart, it made six or seven "poof" sounds before finally stopping.

Fu Weiyun's expression froze, unsure whether he was disgusted by the stench or shocked.

"Eek—"

Zuo Miaomiao's tears fell instantly.

She covered her flushed face and ran away as fast as she could, her heart shattered into countless pieces.

Waaah, she'll never be able to face General Fu again.

That's so embarrassing.

She rushed into Xiao Qingyin's courtyard, breathless, and hugged the magnolia tree in the yard, sobbing uncontrollably.

Xiao Qingyin was preparing a nutrient solution for Yun Shu when she saw this. She put down what she was doing, walked over, and patted her on the shoulder.

"What happened? Did you pass the selection for the Crown Princess?"

“No,” Zuo Miaomiao choked out, “but something even more terrible happened than passing through.”

Xiao Qingyin: "???"

Something even more terrifying than passing the selection for the Crown Princess?

Could it be... that the emperor has taken a liking to her?

That damned emperor, he's so old, yet he's ruining these little seedlings!

He's even more despicable than Emperor Cheng Tai.

Let's just poison him to death.

Just as she was deciding what medicine to use, Zuo Miaomiao sobbed, "I just... in front of your brother, I let out a loud fart, waaaah, I don't want to live anymore..."

Xiao Qingyin: "..."

Oh, this.

It does indeed somewhat ruin the image of a lady.

“Wei Yun definitely won’t take it to heart,” she reassured her. “Next time you see him, just act like nothing happened.”

Zuo Miaomiao shook her head: "He will definitely never forget this for the rest of his life."

"How about I give him some memory-erasing pills?"

Zuo Miaomiao was stunned.

"Sister Xiao, you have such pills?"

Xiao Qingyin nodded.

Zuo Miaomiao was happy for a while, then started whimpering again.

"No, how can I just erase someone's memory like that? Your brother will definitely hate me if he finds out."

Moreover, her memory must be erased, otherwise she will remember this matter when she sees General Fu.

But she didn't really want to get rid of it.

Even if this memory is incredibly awkward.

Xiao Qingyin knew from the start that she would make this choice; Miaomiao is a kind and lovely girl.

“Let’s look on the bright side,” she laughed. “This fart will bring you and Weiyun closer.”

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