Meng Ke, the general who protected the country, was only three years old, but he had been suffering from headaches for many years.

He spent the past six months recuperating in the imperial capital.

The old illness relapsed the day before yesterday, and it was He Yunchu's biological mother, Zhao Su, who checked his pulse.

The Zhao family has been practicing medicine for generations, and Zhao Su's medical skills are also famous in the imperial capital.

But this time, as soon as the medicine was taken, Meng Ke fell asleep and fell asleep.

After several rounds of doctors checking his pulse but still no improvement, the Holy Sage became furious and sent Zhao Su directly to prison.

He Yunchu thought about it for a while.

If we want to rescue Zhao Su, we must work on Meng Ke.

But had Meng Jiaojiao ever heard of He Yunchu's medical skills?

"Do you know how to heal? You usually know how to embroider, but you only know how to marry a man to a woman. Do you know how to heal?"

It seems like a big joke.

This is also the reason why Meng Jiaojiao looks down on He Yunchu.

She had seen it several times. He Yunchu said that it was a beautiful embroidered pillow. Apart from embroidery, he was also devoted to getting married. She saw that the prince could not move his legs.

But what is the use of embroidery?

He Yunchu sneered: "You will know if you try it. If you can't cure it, I won't be able to get out of the general's mansion."

Seeing her complacency, He Qingyu stopped her: "Miss Meng, don't listen to her, she doesn't have any medical skills at all!"

"Miss Meng?" He Yunchu said, "Are you General Meng's daughter?"

Meng Jiaojiao didn't care to worry about why the other party didn't recognize her, she hesitated.

Today's He Yunchu is so different.

Although she was beautiful in the past, she was just a wooden beauty with no other outstanding features.

Today... even though his face is covered with gauze, the aura on his body cannot be ignored.

He Qingyu led a group of them to add insult to injury.

Facing the streets of the imperial city that were about to be jammed, she didn't feel any panic at all.

Even in a brothel, I feel very calm.

On the contrary... after changing his past temperament, he is inexplicably more pleasing to the eyes of others.

Meng Jiaojiao naturally did not intend to trust her gullibly.

But her father was lying on the bed, and the doctor who checked his pulse had no choice but to leave it to fate.

How can this be delayed?

...Has He Yunchu been so confident in his words?

He Yunchu could see through Meng Jiaojiao's hesitation at a glance.

She took a step forward and took a strong dose: "It's true, but my mother is still in prison, so there is no way I'm joking."

Yes.

She still has Zhao Su in her hand.

He Yunchu decided not to dare to act recklessly.

Meng Jiaojiao thought doubtfully.

At this time, He Qingyu changed her attitude: "How about letting my sister give it a try?"

She had a plan in mind,

I couldn't make He Yunchu look embarrassed at the door of the brothel today.

But she knew He Yunchu, who had no medical skills at all and had not learned a single bit of the Zhao family's skills.

Is it possible that He Yunchu can do something that the entire Taiyuan Hospital can't do?

Don’t overestimate your capabilities!

If something goes wrong regarding General Meng, Meng Jiaojiao will naturally not let her go.

It's better for Meng Jiaojiao to take action than to get her own hands dirty!

So she gave it a push.

Sister Xiang, who came after hearing the sound, stood aside, unable to express her shock.

She originally wanted to see how He Yunchu would be humiliated by these people, but with these few words, the situation suddenly turned around.

He Yunchu is going to treat General Meng?!

Thinking of the medicine she swallowed, Sister Xiang was shocked and confused.

"Let's go." Meng Jiaojiao shouted: "You'd better not play any tricks!"

A group of people came in a hurry and left with He Yunchu in a hurry.

The people watching were shocked and curious, and couldn't help but follow him to the general's mansion.

In just a short while, Fufeng City was already in an uproar.

The prince's concubine, the embroidered pillow in the Taifu's mansion, He Yunchu,

want!

go!

Give!

Will!

military!

rule!

sick!

Got it!

Changyang Street, Jiangjun Mansion.

Headed by Meng Jiaojiao, followed by several official ladies who had just been together, and then followed by bustling common people.

It can be said to be a wonder today in Fufeng City.

However, before entering the door, Meng Jiaojiao's steps suddenly stopped.

Not for anything else, but because there was a graceful and luxurious car parked outside the gate of the General's Mansion.

Bright yellow, the upper part is yellow.

Prince Luanjia.

The car curtain moved slightly, indicating that there was someone inside.

Meng Jiaojiao immediately knelt down, kowtowed and said, "Bless your highness!"

Surprise flashed across He Qingyu's face, then she knelt down and said, "Your Highness, stay safe!"

Then one after another, all the ladies and common people present knelt down.

"Your Highness, stay safe!"

There was only one person, standing stiffly.

He Yunchu glanced slightly at the shaking window lattice.

You can't see the people inside.

Is this her idiot ex-husband?

Suddenly her calf hurt, Meng Jiaojiao kicked her, her knees softened, and she knelt down.

Meng Jiaojiao glared at her fiercely: "Looking for death? Don't you know how to kneel before the prince?"

However, He Yunchu was already obsessed with the prince as soon as he saw him.

It is easy to be unable to walk.

Everyone in Fufeng City knows about this.

On the other end of the car, a chamberlain got out of the car door, saw the bustling scene in front of him clearly, and asked: "His Royal Highness asked: "What is the reason for this scene?"

"Reporting to Your Highness, He Yunchu promised to save my father. Jiaojiao brought her here for pulse diagnosis."

"Ah--"

There was an obvious sneer in the car.

Contempt, ridicule.

My ex-husband looks down on me.
To be continued...