The hospital envoy from the Taiyuan Hospital kicked over the herbs she was drying: "Young doctor, do you also deserve a hanging pot?"
The old eunuch kicked the broken royal porcelain bowl to her feet with a cold face: "Kneel down and take the blame!"
Shen Qingdai lowered her eyebrows and tolerated her eyes, but in the middle of the night, she took out a silver needle to save the palace maid who ordered the imperial concubine's life.
"Abandoned woman in the cold palace, you also want to use medical skills to make a comeback?" The beloved concubine sneered.
Only the cold emperor, who had a headache, grabbed her wrist tightly:
"These harem monsters, Shen Aiqing... Pierce them for me!"
