Hua Zhaoguo, the palace of the king.

Meng Nanxing's whole person felt groggy.

She struggled to open her eyes, and above her head were antique carved beams of patterned wood.

"Hades?"

"Damn, will your voice change when you're dead?"

When Meng Nanxing heard the voice he had just spoken, he suddenly turned over and sat up, and blurted out shocked words.

This low and cold male voice is a little nice.

"Hiss......"

Where did her boobs go? Not only is it flat, but it also hurts?

Could it be that someone is jealous of her proud figure

Meng Nanxing instantly ripped off the white pajamas on his body.

Meng Nanxing, who has always been calm, opened his mouth in shock when he saw his eight-pack abdominal chest, his legs weakened, and he sat on the bed again.

It's not her body!

She had no intention of looking there, but her curiosity was a little heavy, and her gaze moved down a little.

She couldn't help but think of an interview with a female star, asking her what she wanted to do after swapping with a man, and the female star replied: Hit a.

The door to the room was pushed open, and she jerked her hand back.

A man about forty years old ran over and said excitedly: "Lord Wang! The prince finally woke up, and if he didn't wake up, the old slave would have to go with the prince. ”

Meng Nanxing instantly sobered up and froze, this person called her the prince?

She crossed! Dressed as a man! Still a prince!

Three consecutive critical hits, Meng Nanxing turned her head and closed her eyes, and she crossed over as a genius girl from a medical family! It's outrageous.

Obviously, she had ridden her motorcycle between the high-rise cities before, preparing to participate in the latest medical seminar.

At this moment, a handsome guy came over on the side of the road, with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a high nose, her eyes didn't listen to her own call, she had to look at people, she didn't know if the handlebars were crooked, she hit a car head-on, and she flew away.

And then.

I flew to ancient times, and now it's okay, not only did I fly to ancient times, but even my gender changed.

Beauty misleads people, beauty misleads people!

"Lord Wang, Lord Wang......" Manager Liu shouted vigorously after seeing that Meng Nanxing did not react.

Meng Nanxing thought for a long, long time, and finally simply sat up: "Don't scream, I'm not dead yet." ”

"How does the prince feel?" Manager Liu asked cautiously.

Meng Nanxing also happened to give himself a step down: "You mean I'm the prince?" , are you the father-in-law next to the prince? ”

"The prince really can't remember the old slave? I'm Liu Qing'er, the chief manager of the Hui Wang's Mansion, the prince was shot by an arrow on the autumn hunt, how, how did he hurt his brain. ”

Mr. Liu's tears are about to fall, this is not yet the age that the imperial doctor said, why is the prince of his family so miserable.

Meng Nanxing covered her chest, what is it called is that she was shot by an arrow, but the shot was the chest of this body, a little more than a centimeter, she couldn't get on the body of this prince.

"Report ......"

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor said, there is a daughter in the prime minister's house, elegant and calm, solemn and generous, and I am specially given my fifth son Xiao Jinhui as a concubine, and I will get married on a certain day."

Meng Nanxing knelt on the ground, quickly digesting this information in her mind, what kind of luck is she, she just crossed over and had a princess?

How embarrassing.

"Lord Wang, take the order."

For a time, the top and bottom of the palace, young and old, were all overjoyed.

Only Meng Nanxing considered a problem, that is, in this holy decree, it was only said that Xiao Jinhui was going to have a princess, but the princess didn't know who it was.

What kind of identity was this prince before, and how could he be hit by an arrow in the autumn hunt.

A series of questions hit Meng Nanxing's brain.

"Liu Qing'er, how many daughters does the Prime Minister have?"

Liu Qing'er really didn't know that the emperor's will was really incomprehensible, and he only said that the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion was married, but he didn't say whether it was a concubine or a concubine.

The difference between these two is too great, alas, it is to pity the prince of his family.

"Lord Wang, do you want me to call the imperial doctor and show you again?"

"No need, I'll sleep for a while, you go down first."

She is a doctor herself, and she doesn't need anyone else.

After Liu Qing'er went out, Meng Nanxing gave himself a pulse.

"This is a prince, why is his health so bad."

The more Meng Nanxing touched her pulse, the more wrong she became, she always felt that this body was not as good as a 60-year-old man, dying.

It's poison!

This can't be done, how could she lose this man's life that she finally picked up.

She is a genius doctor in the 21st century, the inheritor of a family of poison doctors, proficient in Chinese and Western medicine, on the operating table, and under the Chinese medicine hall, she can't save a person who has been poisoned.

Sooner or later, this life will be hers.

It's just that the royal family has been ruthless since ancient times, as long as she is in this position, she doesn't frame others, and others have to design her.

It's all played like this in TV series, and the poison on her body now is a good example.

Okay, then this world will be hers from now on.

A holy decree instantly became the gossip of the people in the capital after tea and dinner.

"What's the situation, how could the emperor give marriage to King Huo?"

"I heard that King Huo has been in poor health since he was a child, he is frail and sickly, and he is extremely ugly, and there are rumors in the palace that he will not live to be 20 years old."

"If you want me to say, this is actually for King Huo's joy, maybe King Huo is about to die."

………

The backyard of the Prime Minister's House

A group of female dependents sat in the house, waiting for Xiangye's decision.

Everyone knows what this means, King Huo is short-lived, and Princess Huo will be buried with him.

Meng Qingran pulled Meng Baiyi's arm and sprinkled coquettishly: "Dad, the holy decree said, as long as it is the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Daddy, don't marry me to the short-lived prince, I don't want to be buried with me at a young age." ”

"Ranran, don't worry, Dad will definitely let you marry King Jing."

Meng Baiyi comforted his daughter-in-law Meng Qingran, among all the princes, the most likely to become the prince is this King Jing.

When the other daughters heard Meng Baiyi's words, they were all frightened, if the concubines didn't marry, that is, they were married.

They made quick eye contact with their respective mothers.

Mrs. Meng, that is, Meng Baiyi's wife, had a flash of inspiration, "Xiangye, isn't Meng Pannan still in the Zhuangzi in the countryside, it's better to ......"

"No, if the people of the Imperial Mansion find out that she is unclean, our Prime Minister will not be able to bear this responsibility." Meng Xiangye immediately vetoed it.

The emperor's decree has already given him a concession, and he has not been allowed to marry his concubine to the palace of the king, he should be content, and he can no longer gain an inch.

"I've heard that you can put some other blood in the woman's place, and when you do it, just let the blood flow."

Aunt Zhao's words relieved the ladies present.

Sure enough, there are more solutions than difficulties.

In the afternoon of the same day, Mrs. Meng of the Prime Minister's Mansion led a few maids to Zhuangzi in the countryside.

As soon as she arrived in the countryside, Mrs. Meng saw an amazing scene.

A thin woman sat in a chair and reprimanded the person next to her.

"Even if I am a concubine, I am also a master, what qualifications do you have to dare to speak to the master like this."

Xiao Jinhui just woke up, and before he could get used to becoming a woman, he was reprimanded by the rough envoy next to him, after he figured out his identity, how could he allow a subordinate to be so rampant.

"Meng Pannan."

Mrs. Meng shouted loudly.