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Chapter 163 Insider

On the other side, Lord Yin Wei stood in Renxin Hall, which looked like a bandit's passage, watching Princess Zhaoshan and Doctor Zhong, who were at each other's throats. He felt that this situation was even more troublesome than dealing with his mother and daughter-in-law who were arguing.

"Princess, please calm down," Yin Wei frantically winked at Doctor Zhong, "Doctor Zhong certainly didn't do it on purpose."

"I did it on purpose," Doctor Zhong said, his neck stiff. "It's just a minor illness. You used your status as a princess to cut in line. What about the safety of the other patients?"

Tang Zhao sneered, "This princess is just abusing her status and doing whatever she wants, what can you do about it!"

Come and bite me if you dare!
Neither side was cooperating, so Yin Wei said helplessly, "If neither the princess nor Doctor Zhong is willing to compromise, then we'll have to meet in the main hall of the Luoyang government office."

Qiu Yu tugged at Tang Zhao's sleeve, "Miss, before we returned to the capital, the Prince and the son-in-law repeatedly told us not to cause trouble."

"Is this what you call causing trouble?"

Qiu Yu, along with Yin Wei and the others, nodded in unison. If this wasn't causing trouble, then what was?

"Alright, for the sake of my father and husband, I will spare you this time," Tang Zhao said, sitting back in her chair. "Take my pulse again."

Doctor Zhong was so angry that his beard almost stood on end, but Yin Wei forcibly pressed him down and barely managed to take her pulse. "Your Highness is in good health and there is nothing wrong with her."

"But I feel uncomfortable all over," Tang Zhao said shamelessly. "Is Doctor Zhong just trying to appease me?"

"What does Your Highness wish to do?"

"This princess is unwell and needs Doctor Zhong's care at all times."

"Renxintang is busy with patients every day, and I'm afraid I don't have time to take care of Your Highness's health," Doctor Zhong said, his face practically screaming "see you out, Your Highness."

“A mental illness requires a mental cure. Doctor Zhong is indispensable, so I, the princess, will stay here,” Tang Zhao said, raising her chin. “Give me a hospital room. From today onwards, I will live in Renxin Hall.”

Dr. Zhong was about to speak again when Yin Wei stopped him, saying, "Half a month, at most half a month, Princess Zhaoshan should be returning to the Northwest. Let's be patient."

Yin Wei had an excellent reputation in Luoyang. Doctor Zhong didn't want to make things difficult for him, and he couldn't stand Tang Zhao's smugness. He left with the words "This is too much!" and turned away.

"Quickly, get a ward for the princess," Yin Wei commanded, personally escorting Tang Zhao to a private courtyard in the backyard. "Princess, Renxin Hall has stood for a hundred years and enjoys a high reputation among the people."

So while you're venting your anger, please take it easy and don't go too far.

"Okay, okay," Tang Zhao waved his hand, shooing the person away like a fly.

Lord Yin Wei sat in the sedan chair, completely puzzled: Princess Zhaoshan was such a tolerant and intelligent woman before, how could she have become like this after going to the Northwest?
This is such a headache!
Tang Zhao stayed until the fifteenth of October, during which time he hunted demons and caused chaos throughout Renxin Hall.

At midnight, Tang Zhao, who was sleeping soundly, was forcibly shaken awake. She sat up groggily, saying, "Why are you so late?" She had fallen asleep while waiting.

Dr. Zhong didn't want to say a word and turned to walk out.

Tang Zhao jumped off the hospital bed and chased after him. The two walked to the outhouse in the corner. Dr. Zhong went in and waited for a while, but Tang Zhao didn't follow. He came out and asked in surprise, "What are you standing there for?"

Tang Zhao pointed to the large "male" character on the latrine, his expression conveying everything.

"The secret passage is inside," Dr. Zhong said through gritted teeth.

"Oh, I thought you were having a sudden stomachache."

"Even if I'm going to the toilet, I can't stay there for this long!"

"Oh! I just thought you were prone to constipation as you get older."

Dr. Zhong closed his eyes tightly and took a deep breath.

Tang Zhao covered his mouth and nose, looking at him with admiration. After feeling around on the wall for a moment, Dr. Zhong suddenly felt a tremor under his feet, and a hole appeared beneath him, just big enough for one person to pass through.

Another secret passage.

Tang Zhao resignedly followed behind Doctor Zhong. After walking for an unknown amount of time, when he saw the stars again, all he could see was a vast field of medicinal herbs.

"This is Xiaoxizhuang, the medicinal herb field of Renxintang," Dr. Zhong explained as he walked along the field path. "Your maternal grandmother bought it back then."

Oh, Tang Zhao understands now. So, this medicinal herb field now belongs to her.

The two entered a farm, and Dr. Zhong pointed to a small hut next to it, saying, "Go change your clothes."

Tang Zhao entered the room bewildered and saw a set of bright red dresses neatly arranged on the bed. Upon closer inspection, he saw that the dresses were made of gold and silver threads, depicting lifelike peonies clustered together on the light and delicate Shu brocade, which seemed to glow in the moonlight.

"Is opening a clinic really that profitable these days?"

The old woman standing inside remained silent. She stepped forward and re-combed Tang Zhao's hair, then removed Tang Zhao's casual clothes and helped her put on this Shu brocade dress worth a thousand gold pieces.
Tang Zhao walked out of the room, her long skirt trailing behind her. When Dr. Zhong, who was waiting outside the courtyard, saw Tang Zhao, he swayed.

Like, so similar.

"Let's go," Dr. Zhong said in an unconsciously gentle tone, "come with me to see someone."

"Who?" Tang Zhao asked.

“Your father, no, your maternal grandfather’s deputy general, was lucky to survive when Wuwei City fell. He is also the only person who knows the truth besides the mastermind behind it all.”

"I understand the logic, but why do I have to dress like this?"

"Incompetent doctors are harming people!" Dr. Zhong exclaimed, pounding his chest. "Deputy General Xue was seriously injured and wandered into the countryside. When the incompetent doctor treated him, he overdosed the medication, causing damage to Deputy General Xue's brain and memory confusion. Apart from General Song's family, he doesn't remember anyone and doesn't trust anyone."

"So you want me to impersonate my mother and gain his trust?"

Dr. Zhong nodded.

So that was why she had to come back. Tang Zhao suddenly realized and walked through the courtyard to a secluded house.

Dr. Zhong opened the door and gestured for Tang Zhao to come in first.

Tang Zhao lifted the hem of her skirt and stepped into the house.

A dark figure wielding a large knife rushed up from the corner.

Tang Zhao's eyes widened, and he subconsciously raised his leg to kick, but the dark figure stopped abruptly when he saw Tang Zhao's face, and the large knife in his hand clattered to the ground.

"Young Miss!" The dark figure knelt down with a thud, kowtowing heavily to the ground. "This humble servant, Xue Qing, greets Young Miss!"

Tang Zhao: Who am I? Where am I? What should I do?

Tang Zhao turned back to seek help from his support team.

The support group stood outside the door holding candles, slightly turning their heads to look away.

Tang Zhao: You bastard!
"Please rise, Vice General Xue."

"I am ashamed and dare not rise!" Xue Qing knelt on the ground, looking like a wounded bear, quite pitiful.

Sigh, Tang Zhao bent down, trying to forcibly help the man up, but Xue Qing was kneeling on the ground as if glued there. Helpless, Tang Zhao had no choice but to kneel opposite him.

"If Vice General Xue doesn't get up, then I will kneel down with him."