Xiao is the surname of Concubine Xiao, the biological mother of Prince Chen.

She is Concubine Xiao's cousin!

Qin Ye was pushed hard by Xiao Zhihua and retreated three or four steps. Furious, he rushed forward and pushed back.

"ah!!"

Xiao Zhihua was caught off guard and retreated seven or eight steps, falling on the corner of the table, and falling to the ground with a cut on his forehead that started bleeding.

"master!"

Baoyu was so frightened that he screamed, "Blood...ah! It's bleeding...!"

Qin Ye pulled the corner of his lips coldly, looked down at the person at his feet, and sneered:

"You dare to push me? Do you think I'm easy to bully? I can't deal with Zong Zhengchen, so can I deal with a fool like you?"

How could a great doctor of the 21st century be bullied by this little bitch?

If there is a next time, it won’t be as simple as just pushing it!

Oh!

She rubbed her aching shoulder and walked away coldly.

Xiao Zhihua fell to the ground weakly, gasping for breath in pain. She felt the blood flowing into her eyes, staining her vision red, but she slowly revealed a strange smile:

"Baoyu, go tell the prince..."

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Small side courtyard.

Qin Ye, wrapped in cold air, strode in: "Yue'er, prepare hot water, I want to take a bath!"

What an unlucky day today!

I have never felt so aggrieved in my entire life!

In Mingyue Pavilion, however, the atmosphere was tense, with servants coming and going, people coming and going, and the sound of small discussions:

"How can you be so cruel..."

"Concubine Xiao has always been very weak. By doing this, the princess clearly wants to kill Concubine Xiao."

"Concubine Xiao is so kind and gentle, and treats us servants very well. What the princess did is too much!"

"The prince should divorce her..."

Inside the house, the air was extremely heavy.

Xiao Zhihua was lying on the bed, her face pale, with gauze wrapped on her forehead. She kept coughing, and the quilt covered her body. Her thin body could not even hold up the quilt. She was like a small flower swaying in the wind and rain, which made her particularly pitiful.

Baoyu knelt at the corner of the bed, crying non-stop:

"Wuwuwu... Master, please get better, nothing will happen to you, my poor master... Wuwuwu..."

The doctor took the patient's pulse, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his heavy expression revealed the seriousness of the situation.

Zong Zhengchen stood to one side with his hands behind his back, his expression gloomy and his brows furrowed. His dark eyes were like an ancient well, so deep that one could not tell whether he was happy or angry. The coldness emanating from his body made the servants dare not approach him.

a long time.

The doctor finally withdrew his hand.

"How?" the man asked, his voice calm and without any waves.

The doctor opened his mouth, then stopped, shook his head and sighed:

"Your Highness Prince Chen, the injury on Concubine Xiao's forehead is not a big deal. It will heal after a period of rest. But her lungs..."

"Alas... her lungs were severely damaged when she was young. They were so fragile that they would break if touched. After years of medication, she finally saw improvement. But after such a shock, her lungs were severely damaged. I'm afraid... her life span has been shortened by a full thirty years!"

After these words came out, the man's face suddenly darkened again.

Suddenly, it was as cold as the wind on a winter night, and even the air was bone-chillingly cold...

Baoyu knelt forward crying, grabbed the man's clothes, and cried hoarsely:

"Your Majesty, you must make a decision for our master. She didn't do anything, but she was bullied by the princess for no reason. She is so wronged!"