hing she could chew Yun An'an to pieces.Yun Feifei, nestled beside him, lowered her eyes with a fleeting smile.Yunan An'an, this is just the beginning.She will get back at them tenfold for these two s...The carriage stopped in front of Jiang Shangshu's door.

The Minister of Ginger, who had been waiting for a long time, was so anxious that he paced back and forth restlessly like an ant on a hot pot.

"Old Wang Ye, you've finally arrived. Rong Er, Rong Er…"

This year, Ginger, the thirty-five-year-old Minister of Officials, had bloodshot eyes. When he saw the Old Wangye, he wished to kneel down and beg him to display his divine powers to save his wife.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty brought back the Princess of Yi, Rongrong will be fine."

Old Wang and Ginger Shang Shu walked in the front, Yun An'an followed behind, looking around. Ginger Shang Shu's residence was much colder than ordinary officials' residences.

Unlike other officials' mansions which were at least five courtyards deep, the residence of Grand Secretary Jiang was only three courtyards deep and had very few maidservants and attendants.

Inside the house, a woman's heart-wrenching screams echoed in everyone's ears.

Hearing the woman's voice, Shang Shu Jiang clenched his fists tightly. If he could, he would be willing to take a thousand times the pain for his wife.

"Little ginger, your feelings, old man can understand. With Princess Yi here now, Rongrong will definitely be fine."

"Thank you, Lord Wang. Thank you, Princess Yi."

Then, Mr. Jiang turned and bowed to Yun An'an. This was his first time facing the legendary Princess Yi at such close range.

"Rongrong is entrusting this to Princess Yi."

"Hmm."

Nodding, Yun Anan stepped into the room.

The midwives on either side were also sweating profusely, and the doctor in charge of controlling the bleeding was flustered and at a loss.

"What should I do, the bleeding won't stop! If this continues, we're both going to die."

The woman lying in bed was pale, her hands gripping the blood-stained sheets tightly, gritting her teeth.

"Prepare plenty of warm water, sterilized scissors, a knife, needles, and hemostatic medication."

Yun An'an stepped forward and pushed aside the midwife and the flustered doctor.

The midwife couldn't make out who was coming.

"Who are you, to delay Princess Rong's childbirth A hundred heads wouldn't be enough to chop off... Yi, Yi Wangfei!!"

With a thud, the midwife and physician knelt on the ground.

"The old slave doesn't know if he offended Your Highness by speaking out of turn. Please, Your Highness, don't hold a grudge against the lowly servant..."

"To ensure Princess Rong has a smooth and successful childbirth, follow my instructions."

The situation is much worse than she imagined.

Standing beside Beichen Rongrong, Yun An'an lifted the blood-stained sheet. The bed was soaked red, and she watched as the woman in labor gasped more than she exhaled.

Right now, there is only one way out: to open oneself up completely.

"Princess Rong."

Yunan called out to Beichen Rongrong softly.

"If you continue in this position, giving birth naturally will put your life and your child's at risk. You must trust me unconditionally right now."

I want Li'er to live.

A weak voice echoed in everyone's ears, Lin'er was the name of the unborn child in Beichen Rongrong's womb, her child with Jiang Shangshu.

A mother is willing to sacrifice her own life to protect her son from harm.

The warm water is here.

With everything ready, Yun An'an donned white cloth gloves and used a silver needle to prick the acupuncture points for local anesthesia. The ancient caesarean section surgery was about to begin.

Outside the door, Minister Jiang clenched his fists tightly. When he heard that Yun An'an was about to operate on his wife, he was about to rush in to stop her, but luckily he was stopped by Old Wangye.

"Xiaojiang, in this situation, only Yun'ya can save Rongrong's life. If you go in now, both Rongrong and the child will have no chance of survival!"

"But... but she's going to cut open Rongrong's belly."

Jiang Shangshu had never heard of such a bloody medical technique. To actually open up a living person's belly and take the child out from inside.

What a poisonous, what a barbarous means.

"Rong Rong's fetus is breech, the baby will be difficult to deliver. If this method isn't used, there will be two deaths. At that time, don't say you lose your wife and children, the Empress Dowager will even execute your entire clan!"

Old Wang explained the importance of this matter clearly and distinctly to Jiang Yan, word by word.

But…

"Well then, since you've found me, this old man naturally won't just stand by and watch Rongrong die. This old man trusts Yun's medical skills!"

Time flies.

As the sound of a baby's cry cut through the air, Lao Wangye's heart finally settled.

"As an old man, I say this: Yun's medical skills are unmatched. With her here, you can rest assured."

With a groan, the midwife rushed out of the room cradling the newborn.

"Lord Shangshu, Madam has a heavy hemorrhage. Princess Yi asked me to come to the Old Lord for medicine to stop bleeding and replenish qi. As much as needed."

The child was born safely, but the adults were exhausted and barely clinging to life after much hardship.

Yunan Anan sutured Beichen Rongrong's wound, her hands covered in blood.

"My child."

Even at the brink of death, Bei Chen Rongrong still worried about whether her child was safe.

"Madam, the young master is safe and sound. You must hold on!"

The maidservant wiped her tears while crying and encouraging Beichen Rongrong.

When she learned that her child was safe, the breath that had been caught in Bei Chen Rongrong's throat instantly dissipated.

"Madam, Madam!! Lady Yi Wangfei our mistress isn't breathing."

"Mrs. Ginger."

Yun An'an used silver needles to pierce the acupoints of a dying person.

"You are dead, leaving your children and husband behind in the human world. Not to mention that the Empress Dowager will punish the Jiang family for your death."

Think about it, after you die a few years later, Master Ginger will marry someone else. Your children will have a stepmother.

"A venomous stepmother would spend your dowry, sleep with your husband, beat your children. Would you bear this"

Yun An'an stimulated Bei Chen Rongrong word by word, every word clearly reaching the ears of Lao Wangye and Jiang Yan.

As expected, upon hearing what Yun An'an had to say, Bei Chen Rongrong, who had previously fainted, reopened her eyes and grabbed Yun An'an tightly with both hands.

"Your Highness, if you just save me, I'll agree to anything!"

With a will to survive, things become much easier.

Various precious herbs were sent into the room for free, and after an hour or so, the adult was finally pulled back from the brink of death.

"Yun Yato, how are you"

As soon as Yun An'an stepped out the door, Old Wangye eagerly walked forward to inquire about the results.

Those who didn't know thought he had just gotten a son in his old age.

"What's the matter with me making a move Lord Jiang."

Turning around, Yun Anan looked at the man in front of her who was sweating profusely with worry.

"Firstly, congratulations to the Minister on his son's birth. His wife can now rest assured, she should just take good care of herself. I have written down everything that needs attention on this piece of paper."

I handed Shangshu Jiang a piece of paper with the medical prescription and details about medication, schedule, and other arrangements for the recent period.

"Many thanks, Princess Yi. I, Jiang Yan, will never forget your life-saving grace."

"No need for that, Master Jiang should know my consultation fee. Just have it sent to the Yi Wangfu."

Verbal thanks are useless, money talks.

"There's one more thing I forgot to mention, a few dogs appeared in the delivery room, I sent them away for you."

"Dog What dog"Before Aro could speak, the man beside her spoke up.As he spoke, the man with the mask looked at Yun An'an, a fleeting smile flashing in his eyes."We, the people of Mobei, always keep our word. If we...