So that her only child can be well and get everything he wants.
Consort De felt that, no matter what, she had to find an excuse to get rid of Zhao Jiaorou as soon as possible.
For a moment, she couldn't think of a good solution.
So now she can only let Zhao Jiaorou run wild for a few more days.
"I'm fine, why don't you get up quickly?"
When Zhan Chengde saw Consort De being pinned down, he was startled and immediately ran over to her.
He shoved Zhao Jiaorou away without caring whether his strength would hurt her.
His biggest worry was whether his mother was alright.
"Mother, how are you? Are you alright? Is there anything that's bothering you? Luckily, Physician Cheng is here too. Let him take a look at you quickly."
Seeing how much Prince Cheng cared for her, Consort De felt very gratified. In her whole life, her most satisfying son was her only son.
"Cheng'er, don't worry, your mother is fine. My hand just hurts a little. Can you help me pull it?"
Zhan Chengde has always been reckless in his actions. When he heard Consort De say that, he immediately reached out and forcefully pulled on Consort De's hand.
Consort De's hand was fine to begin with, but when it was pulled like that, she suddenly screamed in pain.
The main problem was that it was just too painful; she really couldn't bear it.
Seeing Consort De in such pain, Zhan Chengde became anxious. He hadn't expected that just a little bit of force would cause her such distress.
At this moment, Zhan Chengde had no idea what to do.
He looked at Consort De lying on the ground somewhat helplessly. In the end, Imperial Physician Cheng came over, helped Consort De up, and began to examine her hands.
"Imperial Physician Cheng, how is she? Is my mother's hand alright?"
With Prince Cheng chattering incessantly beside him, Imperial Physician Cheng was unable to concentrate on properly examining Consort De.
He hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke to Prince Cheng.
“Your Highness, I will tell you after I have finished reading it. You don’t need to rush. The more anxious you are, the less I will be able to do a good job.”
Upon hearing this, Zhan Chengde nodded, then took a step back and stopped asking further questions.
Zhao Jiaorou, who was behind him, knew that she had gotten into trouble this time, but she hadn't done it on purpose; she had just gotten a little excited.
Little did she know that Consort De would collapse like this.
However, the matter of Consort De's hand injury has nothing to do with her; she did not do it.
She couldn't help but reach out and tug at Zhan Chengde, wanting to explain to him.
However, Zhan Chengde had no interest in caring about her at all; he was extremely annoyed by Zhao Jiaorou's presence.
"Don't try to stop me. I'll settle this score with you when we get back. Look at you, you've only been in the palace for a short time and you've already caused so much trouble. What exactly are you trying to do?"
Zhao Jiaorou felt that these things were not her intention, and she didn't want them to happen, but since they had already happened, there was nothing she could do.
Hearing Zhan Chengde's tone, Zhao Jiaorou was also very unhappy.
This whole thing wasn't entirely her fault, so why does Zhan Chengde seem to be blaming everything on her?
"Your Highness, this matter is not entirely Jiao Jiao's fault! Your Highness cannot blame everything on Jiao Jiao."
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