No one expected Zhou to ask this question.

The main thing is, is there anyone in the entire Nanzhao Empire who doesn't know what the relationship between Prince Yan and Miss Jiang is?

Everyone's ambiguous and narrow gazes moved back and forth between the two of them.

Yan Zhuo glanced at Jiang Ying calmly, and seeing that she had no intention of asking him to explain, he bit his lip and said, "I am Doctor Jiang's future husband."

Jiang Ying: "..."

emperor,"……"

Others, "..."

How come the cold and indifferent Prince Yan can also be so shameless?

Everyone was so shocked that they don't even remember what name he gave the son.

I just remember that there seemed to be a word "sheep".

Taking half of Jiangzi's name into her name, Zhou was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.

Finally, Zhou happily took her son away, and they lived a healthy life together.

Jiang Ying looked at the backs of the mother and son being taken away and breathed a sigh of relief, "Your Majesty, I did it and didn't let you down."

The emperor smiled sternly, "Yes, she is worthy of being the woman I choose. She is indeed amazing."

Jiang Ying curled his lips and disagreed.

How can everything be related to the Dog King? Can't she just be herself?

Just as he was feeling depressed, the emperor remembered Hu Xinglin and gave an order with a cold face: "Come here, Jiang has made great contributions in saving the child with golden toad disease. I will reward her with a handwritten golden plaque. I will give her the title of "Miraculous Doctor"!

"Also, Hu Xinglin is eager for quick success and instant benefits, has poor medical skills, and deceives the emperor. He is dismissed from his position as imperial physician and demoted to a commoner. He is no longer allowed to treat illnesses and save lives!"

This punishment completely eliminated Myolie Wu from the industry!

From now on, there will be no more Imperial Physician Hu, and no more Doctor Hu in the capital.

But if he was brave enough and secretly treated patients, no one would be so idle as to stare at him...

Jiang Ying felt that this punishment was quite satisfying, but wasn’t there still the twenty lashes of the cane that he had promised?

With an inexplicably calculating cunning look in his eyes, Jiang Ying looked at the emperor with a smile, "Your Majesty, if I remember correctly, Doctor Hu still needs to pay the 20 lashes for the bet?"

Beat him, beat him until it hurts him terribly. This is when his mind is at its weakest, and she has a chance to take advantage of him.

The emperor was startled, then shook his head, pulled Yan Zhuo over and whispered, "Brother Zhuo, your woman is so vindictive, are you okay?"

Yan Zhuo bared his teeth, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I am fine."

Emperor: “Hahahaha…”

I believe you are hiding something!

After so many days, I haven't grasped any reality at all. I don't know if I can really make people willing to be the princess of a county in the future.

Thinking about this, the emperor's eyes fell on Jiang Ying, thinking, well... if such a powerful and special woman was not trapped in the inner house, it would be interesting to make her a female official in the imperial hospital, right?

Of course, the current matter is more urgent, and the concubine's fetus is more important!

It was getting late, and the emperor was in a hurry to return home, but he did not tie Jiang Ying to the palace that night. Instead, he said, "Tomorrow, it's exactly seven days. Jiang, you prepare all the herbs and equipment that the concubine needs, and enter the palace tomorrow to treat the concubine."

Jiang Ying had something very important to do at this moment, and she was eager for the emperor to leave quickly, so she agreed very straightforwardly, "I obey your command, and your Majesty, take care!"

emperor,"……"

Inexplicably I feel a little depressed.

Could it be that the two of them were trying to flirt behind his back?

Yan Zhuo was thinking about it, but as soon as the emperor left, he was dragged by Jiang Ying to the back door of the Hu Mansion.

Hu Xinglin was beaten severely. The executioners knew that he had been dismissed from office and abandoned by the emperor, and there was absolutely no chance of his restoration in the future. They did not hold back when beating him with a stick, and beat Hu Xinglin's buttocks until his skin was torn and flesh was broken. He was told that he could not get out of bed for ten days or half a month.

Standing at the wall at the back door of the Hu residence, Yan Zhuo raised an eyebrow, "Why, do you think Hu Xinglin hasn't been punished enough and want to give him a few more blows?"

Jiang Ying ignored him and walked back and forth under the wall several times, trying to find something to climb over.

Yan Zhuo looked at her, like a headless fly, with her head moving closer and farther away, which was very cute. He simply crossed his hands and said quietly, "Just leave this matter to me. Why do you have to do it yourself?"

Even Hu Xinglin's personal teaching was not enough to dirty her hands.

Jiang Ying stopped walking and looked up. "What do you mean? No, I have to ask this myself."

"Yan Zhuo, tell me, since we all know that Hu Xinglin is the villain who poisoned my grandmother, and there is a mysterious eunuch behind him, why don't we just arrest Hu Xinglin and torture him? Are you afraid that he won't tell us?"

Yan Zhuo, who is good at handling cases, would naturally think of this method.

But why not do this?

Firstly, Hu Xinglin frequently went in and out of the palace, and his presence would definitely arouse the suspicion of the mysterious man and make him suspicious. Secondly, through Yan Zhuo's observation, it seems that Hu Xinglin is just a pawn and would not know much.

In the end, Yan Zhuo used his Qinggong skills to help Jiang Ying climb over the wall, and they climbed over the eaves and walls and broke into Hu Xinglin's bedroom.

The latter was beaten with a stick, his buttocks were sore and he was in a bad temper. The servants were so scolded by him that they dared not get close to him, which was just in time for the two of them to do what they wanted.

Jiang Ying prepared drugs and drug-induced narcotics to make sure that no one could disrupt the interrogation.

Yan Zhuo didn't react much when he saw her knock out the servants in just a few moves.

She is a doctor, it's not surprising that she can make drugs.

However, after Jiang Ying fed Hu Xinglin the powder, the latter was like a puppet and allowed her to scold and torture him. Yan Zhuo felt a little... well, has this scene been seen somewhere before? It looks so familiar?

Before leaving, Yan Zhuo did not join Jiang Ying in the interrogation. Instead, he tried to dip his finger into the remaining cinnamon powder she had placed on the table and put it into his mouth.

Not bitter, slightly spicy.

Jiang Ying suddenly turned around and saw it, and was startled, "What are you doing?"

Yan Zhuo said, "I'll try the medicine."

"You're sick. Don't eat it. It's a waste of antidote."

As he said that, he took a bottle from the space and threw it to him.

But Yan Zhuo seemed... to have been tricked.

And after trying it just now, he was very sure that this was the kind of thing that the woman had put in the wine to trick him into drinking at the last housewarming party.

He was alert at that time and didn't take it seriously. Now that he knows that this is the effect of the medicine, then... it seems that it won't be a problem to take it?

Jiang Ying watched the Dog King's eyes slowly become dull, and then exactly the same as Hu Xinglin's.

The difference was that one was lying on the bed, while the other was sitting on the footstool with his chin propped up, staring at the closed door.

Like a loyal watchdog.

Jiang Ying: "..."

In the end, as Yan Zhuo expected, Jiang Ying did not get anything out of Hu Xinglin. After a long time of trying, the only clue he got out of Hu Xinglin was that the eunuch had tricked him and ordered him to poison Madam Jiang. He had no choice but to do it or he would die!

Jiang Ying didn't believe it and asked Hu Xinglin to produce the evidence that he was poisoned.

Hu Xinglin then raised his hand, and Jiang Ying indeed saw a wriggling blood line on the inside of his arm. Perhaps it was because this kind of insect really liked to attract fans, or perhaps it sensed that the host was in danger, so it twisted frequently, like a red earthworm.

"Uh~" Jiang Ying felt a chill and quickly put it down and stopped reading.

While she was busy, Yan Zhuo, who was sitting on the couch in a state of confusion, suddenly reached out and hugged her legs.

"Don't go, it's so cold." His teeth were chattering and his voice was a little unclear.

Jiang Ying rolled his eyes and squatted down, only to find that Yan Zhuo had a fever at some point.

His face was red, his neck was red, and even his eyeballs were frighteningly red.

She was startled. What happened? Wasn’t he fine just now?