Zhao Zilan's tone was filled with a strong hatred, and she didn't know why Shen Qingrou had such good luck every time.

Every time Chu Qi neglects her for a while, she can always appear in front of Chu Qi again and successfully let him pamper her again.

This is what Zhao Zilan is most reluctant to see, but she is helpless.

She always couldn't find a good way to crack Shen Qingrou's methods.

"Princess, don't care too much about such things." Xueyan was brought by Zhao Zilan from the Zhao family. She can also say a few words in front of Zhao Zilan on weekdays, "Princess, you must understand that no matter whether Aunt Chen raises her children or is a concubine, the mistress of this prince's mansion will always be you. As for her, she can only be a concubine."

Zhao Zilan was still very willing to hear Xue Yan say these words, and her expression gradually became better.

"You are right! I was the Empress who personally gave the marriage to the prince. No matter when, I was the prince's original wife. What is that bitch Shen Qingrou? She was just a concubine who entered the house by improper means!"

Under Shen Qingxi's instruction, Zhao Zilan still knew about Shen Qingrou climbing onto Chu Qi while she was resting drunk.

Every time Zhao Zilan thinks of this, he feels full of contempt for Shen Qingrou.

"A woman took the initiative to climb into a man's bed and used such means to force the prince to let her in the door!" Zhao Zilan looked down on Shen Qingrou, and her tone was also filled with contempt and sarcasm in her tone. "It was only because the prince was soft-hearted and generous that she let her in the door! Thinking about how shameless the woman could do such a thing!"

Xueyan followed suit, "What the princess said is. Don't say anything now. Don't do anything. Do whatever the prince told you. It depends on whether Aunt Chen has the life!"

Zhao Zilan thought that Xue Yan was saying it was not bad, and the boredom in her heart slowly disappeared.

Xueyan was right. No matter when she was the mistress of the Prince's Mansion, what could Shen Qingrou be worthy of it? She was just a concubine who couldn't get on the table.

Her dignified wife, are she still worried about a concubine who entered the mansion by shameful means?

Even if Shen Qingrou raises her child by herself in the future, who can say whether a child can grow up after being so young?

With this idea, Zhao Zilan quickly found a box of good thousand-year ginseng slices and returned to Cuizhuyuan.

"Prince, this is the thousand-year-old ginseng piece that my father gave me before." Zhao Zilan handed the box containing the ginseng piece to Chu Qi, "My sister is in a critical situation now, so I'd better use this."

Chu Qi took it and looked at Zhao Zilan with satisfaction, "It's still the princess who thought it thought carefully."

He handed the ginseng tablets into the doctor's hands. The doctor smelled them and took out a few tablets for later use.

"Prince, I have to ask you to hold Aunt Chen." The doctor glanced at Chu Qi, "When I draw the arrow later, you will hold Aunt Chen tightly."

"Okay." Chu Qi followed the doctor's instructions and firmly protected Shen Qingrou. "Doctor, just draw the arrow."

The doctor nodded, stabilized his mind for a while, and then placed two ginseng slices under Shen Qingrou's tongue, and then he began to pull the arrow.

Seeing him exerting force steadily, the feather arrow was pulled out.

A stream of blood immediately spurted out, and the doctor stopped the blood quickly.
Chapter completed!