Chapter 1: I can leave an heir for the prince
"I can leave offspring for the prince!"
Xie Yingmian was pinned to the ground by two sturdy women. As the poisoned wine was about to be poured into her mouth, she shouted at the elegant woman in front of her at a very fast speed:
"You are an experienced person, and you should know that a woman's pregnancy is not limited to having sex with a man."
"The prince is still alive. As long as we find a way to extract the seed, there will be a chance to have an heir."
The toffee, immersed in sorrow, suddenly stood up.
She signaled the maid who had poured the poisoned wine to leave: "Do you have a way to keep an heir?"
Upon hearing this, Xie Yingmian knew that he had made the right bet.
She traveled through time a quarter of an hour ago and became Prince Ling's consort.
On the night of his wedding, Prince Ling suddenly became critically ill, and the imperial physician determined that he would not survive until dawn.
According to royal rules, a princess without children must be buried with the king.
The original owner was timid and was scared to death.
She traveled back to the original owner's body, and before her soul and body were fully integrated, a burly old woman pinched her mouth and forced poison into her mouth.
It was in a state of desperation that she said those "shocking" words.
"Yes, I saved an old lady a few years ago." Xie Yingmian said nonsense seriously.
"The old lady was an oiran when she was young. To repay me, she taught me some strange secret techniques."
"At first I didn't know what it was. It wasn't until my nanny taught me before I got married that I realized it was a way to serve a man."
"This is not a glorious thing. I wanted to keep it to myself."
"The situation is urgent right now, and this is the only chance for His Majesty to have an heir. I dare not hide anything."
"Please give me a chance, Concubine. If I fail to produce an heir in a month, I will be buried with the prince and will not leave him alone in the afterlife."
The toffee was moved.
Ye'er is beyond the reach of even gods.
It would be best if we could leave behind offspring.
After weighing the pros and cons for a moment, she said, "Okay, I'll trust you this time."
"Be sure to leave some seeds for the prince tonight."
After the concubine had finished speaking, she left two maids to serve her and left with a group of servants.
Xie Yingmian slumped on the ground.
This body was so frail, and she was still dazed, her head was swollen, and her whole body was weak.
Rested for a while.
She slowly stood up and walked to the bed.
On the bright red wedding bed, Prince Ling, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, lay quietly on the brocade quilt.
His face was as if carved with a knife, with clear contours and flawless appearance.
Her thin lips were lightly pursed, and her inky hair spread out.
Perhaps his life was coming to an end, his skin was so pale that it was almost transparent, and there was a bluish-black aura of death.
The deathly look and paleness did not affect his beautiful face, but instead added a sense of fragility and nobility.
Xie Yingmian exclaimed in her heart: "What a handsome man."
It's a pity that he's dying.
Xie Yingmian pulled Prince Ling's hand away.
Prince Ling's hands were thin, white, and long, without any flaws, and as beautiful as a mold.
Xie Yingmian, who was obsessed with hands, couldn't help but touch it twice more and started to take the pulse.
The idea of leaving an heir was something she made up just to survive.
The medical technology of this era was extremely backward, and one could only rely on the most primitive natural conception.
Not to mention that Prince Ling was dying, even if Prince Ling was alive and well, the probability of hitting the target in one go was extremely low.
Her real purpose is to save people.
As a military doctor in the 29th century, she was confident that she could save the person.
Since Prince Ling was alive, she naturally didn't have to be buried with him.
Because the original owner had no medical skills, she did not know the specific condition of Prince Ling. In order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, she used the excuse of leaving an heir.
The more Xie Yingmian felt for Prince Ling's pulse, the tighter his brows furrowed.
The imperial physicians diagnosed that Prince Ling was on the verge of death due to serious injuries sustained on the battlefield.
The pulse condition is also consistent with serious injury.
Strangely, the scars on Prince Ling's body did not match the injuries that caused his near-death experience.
Moreover, during the six months that Prince Ling was recuperating, the fatal injuries continued.
Those injuries seemed to appear out of nowhere.
Xie Yingmian looked solemn.
As a military doctor, she often traveled with the army to various places and came into contact with all kinds of patients.
In a primitive tribe, she was exposed to a special disease called Du'e.
Du'e, as the name suggests, means to ward off evil and escape disasters.
In simple terms, all the harm suffered by one person will be transferred to another person.
Prince Ling was the one who suffered the damage.
Prince Ling's health suddenly deteriorated because he took on a fatal injury for someone else.
"Two maids, please bring a set of silver needles and some medicine." Xie Yingmian mentioned a few medicines.
The two maids left behind by the concubine were there to serve her, to put it nicely, but to put it bluntly, to monitor her.
They ignored Xie Yingmian's instructions.
Seeing that they didn't move, Xie Yingmian's face turned cold:
"The prince is on his deathbed. I must use a special method to extract his seed. Since you won't listen to me, I will report this to the Concubine Dowager."
"If I am buried with you, I will definitely take you with me. If you don't want to die, quickly take the things and guard them outside. Don't let anyone in."
The two maids' faces changed and they brought the things over.
"Sorry, I have to undress you to check." Xie Yingmian went to take off Prince Ling's pants.
Halfway through taking off her clothes, she felt something was wrong.
Someone is watching her!
Xie Yingmian looked towards the source of the gaze.
I saw that the dying person on the bed opened his eyes at some point.
Those eyes were deep and dark, like a bottomless cold pool, charming and dangerous.
Xie Yingmian was a little surprised.
Prince Ling's pulse is extremely weak, a sign of impending death.
I didn't expect him to wake up from a near-death situation.
at this time,
She was pulling Ling Wang's belt with one hand and pulling his pants down with the other.
Being caught by the person involved, Xie Yingmian felt a little embarrassed:
"If I say I'm healing you, would you believe me?"
Yu Lingye did not respond.
"If you have no objection, I'll continue." Xie Yingmian continued to pull his pants.
Yu Lingye finally reacted and said hoarsely: "Stop!"
"If I stop, you will die tonight."
Yu Lingye wanted to stop Xie Yingmian.
However, his whole body was stiff, as if rusted, and he couldn't move at all.
"Your Highness, there is no need to be shy. Let me introduce myself. I am your new wife."
"You were dying, and the Concubine asked me to have a child for you."
"You know what it means to take the seed, right?"
Looking at Yu Lingye's increasingly dark face, Xie Yingmian showed her small white teeth, "Yes, that's what you meant."
"Now that you're awake, it'll be easier."
"I've taken the prince's pulse and found that his yang energy hasn't yet broken. As his wife, I absolutely cannot let him die as a virgin."
"Don't worry, I have a secret technique. Even if the prince is on the verge of death, he can regain his strength under my secret technique."
Xie Yingmian kept touching and pressing near Yu Lingye's lower dantian.
Yu Lingye took a breath of cold air.
He had never seen such a shameless woman!
Feeling Xie Yingmian's hand moving lower and lower, Yu Lingye gritted his teeth and said, "Get out!"
"Why are you leaving?" Xie Yingmian looked at Yu Lingye's reddened ears and wanted to tease him, "Bed sheets?"
"It's a pity that you can't leave now."
"It's about to begin. I will do it gently. Please be prepared, Your Highness."
After saying that, Xie Yingmian sat astride Yu Lingye's legs.
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