King Jin didn't say anything. He was thinking, what does "ting" mean?
Does that mean they approve of him? He could hardly believe it.
Tang Zhuyun added, "I think these people are just too full."
"Um?"
"They're just bored and have nothing better to do," Tang Zhuyun said. "I heard about your reputation before, and I thought you'd done something heinous! Turns out you're not much different from me..."
"About the same as you?" The Prince of Jin frowned.
"Yeah, actually I didn't do anything. Look at me, I've been labeled a lovesick fool for no reason, but do you see, have I ever succeeded in getting anything?"
The Prince of Jin gritted his teeth. "What, are you disappointed?"
"I don't regret it, but I feel so wronged! If I had actually done it, that would be one thing, but I didn't even touch the hem of his clothes, sigh!"
The Prince of Jin didn't want to say anything more, lest he be angered to death by her.
The shock and emotion I felt just moments ago have now completely vanished.
--If she touched someone else, and some blind man actually fell for her, then what chance would he have now?
The more the Prince of Jin thought about it, the angrier he became.
Then think about the people she has "seduced"—based on his limited knowledge, he probably couldn't count them all on two hands.
Tang Zhuyun had already begun planning the free clinic. "Your Highness, do you think it would be better for me to dress as a man or as a maid?"
The Prince of Jin, who had been trying to ignore her, instantly lost his composure. "You still need to disguise yourself?"
"Of course," Tang Zhuyun said. "I've thought about it carefully again, and the identity of a princess won't do."
"If the princess's status is unacceptable, what status would be acceptable?" Prince of Jin felt he could see his own fate at a glance—to be driven to his death by the princess.
"Isn't that what I was thinking?" Tang Zhuyun looked at him as if he were a fool. "It's not that I'm afraid of showing my face in public, it's just that I'm afraid of attracting my father and brothers' political enemies. Besides, Your Highness has offended far too many people."
Being a doctor means not being afraid of low pay, overtime, or hard work; what I fear most is medical disputes.
When something happens, don't expect everyone to be able to see the whole story. As soon as someone starts stirring up trouble, a large number of trolls will immediately go online and start barking.
Moreover, her current identity is so sensitive.
"Then..." Prince of Jin's gaze briefly swept over her chest, then his face flushed slightly, and he turned his head away somewhat awkwardly, saying, "I'll dress you up as your maid. As a princess, it's normal for you to have a female physician by your side."
"Really?" Tang Zhuyun exclaimed in surprise, "The princess is treated so well."
Unfortunately, she didn't get to enjoy it.
"Unfortunately, some people are foolish enough to only want to be widows."
Tang Zhuyun muttered to herself, "Even widows are princesses, why didn't I enjoy that?"
Prince of Jin, for no apparent reason, thought of Song Jingyang's "criticism" of him and said impatiently, "Aren't all the keys to the Prince's mansion in your hands? If you want something, make your own!"
Tang Zhuyun was almost knocked unconscious by the windfall. "How could I possibly accept that? Hehe."
Prince of Jin: "Wipe your drool."
Tang Zhuyun: "Forget it, it's pointless."
"What do you mean it's not interesting? What do you think would be interesting!" the Prince of Jin said angrily.
He gave her all his wealth, and she still didn't want it?
"The prince's things will all Linlin in the future," Tang Zhuyun said. "Why should I spend his money?"
"I am not dead yet!" Prince of Jin gritted his teeth.
Tang Zhuyun said wistfully, "I know..."
Prince of Jin: "..."
"Never mind, where were we?" Tang Zhuyun perked up. "Oh, disguised as a maid, okay, it's settled then."
Tang Zhuyun called Xiu'er in, told her her plan, and then said, "Find me two sets of clothes, then go to the storeroom to pick out some fabric and make yourself two new outfits."
Xiu'er went down happily and quickly brought back two sets of clothes, saying, "These were made after I entered the Prince's mansion. They are simple, made of good fabric, and are made in a larger size."
"Okay, I'll go change it and try it."
The Prince of Jin said, "No need to try it, make a new one."
Tang Zhuyun ignored him and took her clothes to change behind the screen.
A moment later, she emerged from behind the screen and asked Xiu'er, "Is it a little tight?"
She was taller than Xiu'er, and her upper body took up more space in her clothes...
Xiu'er stared at her slender figure and muttered, "Something's not right. Why are you dressed like this? You should be able to fit into it! Have you gained weight? Change it off quickly, change it off quickly."
If you don't change it soon, the prince's Zidu pop out! Bah, you lecher!
Tang Zhuyun said she was very upset; how could she gain weight when she works so hard?
Xiu'er slapped her forehead. "I was mistaken. This size would fit you in the summer, but you're wearing clothes underneath now, so it definitely won't work."
While changing her clothes, Tang Zhuyun said from behind the screen, "Then make me another set tonight."
Xiu'er: "Your Highness, why is your nose bleeding? Oh dear..."
This karma has come so quickly!
The Prince of Jin was delighted to hear her groans of "Oh dear, oh dear," and showed no intention of helping her. He scolded, "Why aren't you getting a cotton towel to stop my bleeding!"
Tang Zhuyun didn't even change her clothes; she buttoned them up and came out to help Prince of Jin take his pulse.
The Prince of Jin refused, his face flushed. "I'm fine."
"No, Your Highness, your face looks flushed," Tang Zhuyun said earnestly, "I'm afraid something might happen to you."
She now has a hundred possible diagnoses flashing through her mind.
The Prince of Jin simply refused.
Tang Zhuyun sighed helplessly, "Then I'll stop the bleeding for you. Don't tilt your head back, and don't pat your forehead."
I wasn't smart to begin with, and now I'm making myself look even dumber.
The Prince of Jin was sitting on the bed. She stepped forward and pinched his nostrils tightly, wiping them with a handkerchief in her other hand, saying, "From now on, whenever you have a nosebleed, do this: pinch it hard, and the bleeding will stop in a little while. If it doesn't, then there's a big problem."
Prince of Jin remained motionless, his face turning even redder, a deep, almost dripping red— Tang Zhuyun's chest was practically pressed against his face...
Xiu'er: "Your Majesty, please step aside and let me do it!"
Covering her nose wasn't enough; she covered her mouth too, just to let this opportunistic bastard prince suffocate!
A moment later, Tang Zhuyun released her grip, and seeing that the nosebleed had stopped, she took two steps back and raised an eyebrow triumphantly. "Your Highness, is it all better now?"
Xiu'er stamped her foot. "Your Majesty, the buttons are undone!"
Tang Zhuyun looked down at her undergarment, turned and ran behind the screen, complaining, "Xiu'er, can't you keep your voice down!"
Xiu'er: "His Highness's nose is bleeding again!"
Tang Zhuyun, having embarrassed herself, decided to turn ruthless. "Let him keep bleeding!"
Xiu'er: "Your Highness, where are your hands? Hold them yourself!"
Haven't you had enough of taking advantage?
After the Prince of Prince of Jin's nosebleed finally stopped, Tang Zhuyun changed her clothes and came out to continue talking to Xiu'er: "You must remember, I am just like you, a maid. We are both my maids."
"I've got it," Xiu'er replied readily. "And what's your name?"
Tang Zhuyun stroked her chin. "Let me think."
Xiu'er: "How about this, I'll assign you my name. You'll be the Daxiu, and I'll be the Erxiu, how about that?"