Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

   Chapter 444 Recovery of Identity

   Chapter 444 Recovery of Identity

"Furthermore, the second prince was born by the empress. You are pregnant and gave birth to a child in October. You can't go wrong. The second prince is not in good health, why don't you pity him? Your indifference makes me think. Ask, are you really the biological mother of His Royal Highness the Second Prince?"

   Zhou Heng looked at Wei Ling, his eyes did not hide at all.

   Dare to question the current queen, he is really bold.

   But he couldn't bear it, he was really sad.

   He didn't understand, in the mother's heart, what exactly are their brothers?

   Was the mother's love for him really just because she liked him as a child? Or, what she likes is the ridiculous possibility, the ridiculous order.

   This made Zhou Heng feel too painful, he was in pain, he was angry, why would a mother not love her child, why?

   "Bold! You are so bold, you—"

Wei Ling was provoked, she was extremely angry, and the anger in her heart suddenly burned. She couldn't help but get angry, but she was interrupted before she finished speaking, and it was none other than the emperor Zhou Zhao who interrupted her. .

   "Okay, what are you yelling about, it's so noisy."

   Zhou Zhao interrupted Wei Ling's words, and he showed an impatient expression.

   "Zhou Tanhua is right. I didn't find out the truth. They are not guilty. Those who are innocent don't need to kneel."

   Zhou Zhao glanced at Zhou Heng and opened his mouth, then waved to the father-in-law Lian who was waiting next to him: "Zhi'er is not in good health. He has been kneeling for so long, and his face has turned pale. Bring a stool and let him sit down."

   Wei Ling was dumbfounded, and her heart suddenly became angry. The emperor never gave her face in front of the courtiers, and now he doesn't give her any face in front of the courtiers. This is really hard for her to accept.

   She squeezed her palm tightly.

  Zhou Zhao just frowned and didn't look at Wei Ling.

   To tell the truth, he really didn’t know what the queen thought, and Master Zhiming was not a god, he gave orders as he gave orders, he was not a god, and he didn’t even care what he said.

   And even if she is wise and wise, the queen should not dislike her children. She is a mother. In this palace, whoever concubine does not take her child as her eyeball, who will care about what order.

Now the two sons are kneeling below. Although the two brothers have no similarities, they feel that they cannot deceive people with Shen Yun. Even him, at a glance, he can recognize that this is his son, Zhou Zhi and Zhou Heng. Their Shen Yun is actually Very similar, different, nothing more than that Zhou Zhi experienced darkness and lost innocence in his eyes.

   As for Zhou Heng, he has not experienced the darkness in the palace, and he still retains the innocence of a teenager.

   Even Zhou Heng, who is most likely to be an enemy, will care about Zhou Zhi, but the queen has no warmth at all. How can such a mother-son relationship not be chilling?

  Lian father-in-law brought a soft stool.

   Zhou Heng got up, he stretched out his hand to support Zhou Zhi, with worry in his eyes: "Azhi..."

   Zhou Zhi looked at Zhou Heng and shook his head gently: "No problem."

   He was very indifferent. He only said two words and stopped talking. He wanted to push away Zhou Heng's support, but unexpectedly Zhou Heng firmly supported his arm. Even so, it was still very difficult for him to walk these two steps.

   Heart-piercing pain came from his legs.

   "Tutor, show it to Zhi'er. Zhi'er is unparalleled in intelligence and never disappoints me. Last year, I even made great contributions to the Pingjianglin Rebellion and the Furongzhou Epidemic. I like it very much."

  Zhou Zhao emphasized Zhou Zhi's contributions, so that everyone could hear that he liked and valued this son very much.

   Even if he can't give him the throne, he will never treat him badly.

   Zhou Zhi's limbs can't cover up his brilliance.

   Qin Shou took Zhou Zhi's pulse before he was established.

   "Qin Imperial Physician, I don't have to work with you anymore. I still have Miss Laosu."

   Zhou Zhi looked at Qin Shoucheng and said.

   Qin Shoucheng was surprised for a moment, and then said with a smile: "His Royal Highness said that with the presence of a magical doctor, this old man is ashamed."

   "Divine Doctor?"

   Zhou Zhao asked in surprise.

  Qin Shoucheng replied with his forehead: "Back to the emperor, this girl Su has learned from the Ming Valley and obtained the true inheritance of the magical medicine. She has an extraordinary talent and is already a person with extremely high medical skills at a young age. Listening to the second prince's words, you should have already known Miss Su."

   Zhou Zhi said slowly: "Father, Imperial Physician Qin is right. Erchen and Miss Su are old acquaintances. Last year, there was an epidemic in Furongzhou, and the person who developed the antidote was Miss Su."

   "Is that so? In this way, Miss Su is really a genius."

   Zhou Zhao looked at Su Xiaolu and sighed.

  Su Xiaolu stepped forward to give Zhou Zhi a pulse, and she said neither humblely nor arrogantly, "His Royal Highness the Second Prince has won an award, and I only studied medicine for the sake of yellow and white."

  Zhou Zhao came to be interested: "Miss Su has learned the true biography of divine medicine only for yellow and white things. Then I want to ask Miss Su to do a verification. How much money do I have to pay?"

Su Xiaolu looked at Zhou Zhao and said calmly: "The emperor is a good emperor for the country and the people, and the daughter of the people is also a subject of Da Zhou, and her family and friends are also blessed by Da Zhou. Medicine is only for yellow and white things, and a woman can't pass herself without taking a penny, so you can only take a penny."

  Su Xiaolu is neither humble nor arrogant, she will not see a doctor in vain, but like her master, how much she charges depends on her mood.

  Little girl has her own arrogance, which is the same for everyone.

   Zhou Zhao smiled and asked with great interest: "Then what if I am not a good emperor, what should you do?"

   Zhou Zhao wanted to scare the little girl, he was the emperor.

   He also wanted to see if the apprentice of the genius doctor in the valley was still uninhibited.

  Su Xiaolu took back the hand that gave Zhou Zhi's pulse, took out a medicine bottle from his bosom and said to Zhou Zhi, "Take one".

Then she cupped Zhou Zhao's hands and said coldly: "If the emperor is not a good emperor, then it depends on how much the emperor can pay for the consultation. If the consultation fee is enough to move the people's daughters, then the people's daughters must be saved, even if it is heinous. People and women are also saved."

   She is for money, as long as you have enough money to buy your life, she will save anyone.

   "Hahaha, worthy of being a teacher of the Underworld Valley."

  Zhou Zhao laughed out loud, thinking that he could scare the little girl, but he didn't expect that even the little girl would keep in mind the rules of Minggu passed on to the world.

   "Miss Su, I really want to ask you to do a verification and help me see if this Zhou Heng is of my blood."

   Zhou Zhao put away his smile and got serious.

   "Your Majesty, they are old acquaintances, they—"

   Wei Ling gave Su Xiaolu a vicious look and said.

Su Xiaolu looked at Wei Ling interrupting her and said, "The Empress is right, I and they are both old acquaintances. When I was apprentice, Zhou Heng's legs were not yet fully healed. I cured him myself, and he also witnessed it. During the whole process of my apprenticeship to study medicine, I have been a teacher for many years, and the whereabouts of my master are uncertain, but he has not returned to Beijing and has lived in my house for nearly ten years."

   "We are old acquaintances, it does not mean that we will commit this great sin because of him."

  Su Xiaolu's remarks are irrefutable.

   (end of this chapter)