Demoting my wife to a concubine? After being reborn, I turned around and married into the imperial f

"Stars?"

Chu Xunzhen exclaimed in surprise and quickly reached out to place his pulse.

Weak pulse, restlessness, and weak liver fire.

How could this happen?

Just now, after Physician Li took Xingchen's pulse, she also put her hand on his pulse. At that time, it wasn't that serious.

How could Nangong Xingchen's pulse have become so weak in just a quarter of an hour?

Nangong Xingchen fell into a coma again.

"Quickly! Have someone summon Physician Li."

When the old imperial physician Li arrived, Nangong Xingchen had already been unconscious for a quarter of an hour.

He took Nangong Xingchen's pulse, his eyes wide with surprise. He immediately stood up straight and said to the princess, "Your Highness, the eldest son has been cursed. I am only skilled in healing, and know nothing about curses."

"What kind of spell?"

The old physician Li looked grave and said, "Based on my observation, the eldest young master's sudden vomiting of blood and weakening of his body are likely due to someone taking his hair or other body parts to use in a spell to steal his luck."

Chu Xunzhen understood.

Previously, Chu Wanrou had plotted against her, wanting to obtain her fortune and then drain the fortune of the Ping'an Marquis's mansion. In this life, Chu Xunzhen's fortune remains intact, yet someone has set their sights on her child.

Do you really think she's made of clay?

"Imperial Physician, you just treated the Prince? How is he?"

The old physician Li's eyes flashed, and he said, "Your Highness's health is somewhat depleted; a little nourishment will do the trick. I have already written down the prescription. In addition, Your Highness will need to undergo a month of medicinal baths."

Upon hearing this, Chu Xunzhen finally felt relieved.

The mother Gu within her body was injured, and now only Granny Hua can help her.

"Anshun, invite Granny Hua over."

After saying that, Chu Xunzhen waited in the side room.

Soon after, Granny Hua arrived.

"I need to borrow your mother Gu to contact the Great Saintess."

"it is good."

Granny Hua took out a large, blue-pink butterfly, about the size of her palm, from her bosom.

This is Granny Hua's mother Gu.

This mother Gu is excellent at relaying messages, but she's too fragile.

Granny Hua went to rest.

Chu Xunzhen began to contact the Great Saintess. Her hand silently pressed on the butterfly's head, her mind focused on Nangong Xingchen's symptoms.

A moment later, she let go of her hand, and saw the blue and pink butterfly fluttering its wings in place.

Each flap of its wings is a message that a butterfly is sending to other butterflies.

Fifteen minutes later, the butterfly flew to Chu Xunzhen and gently fluttered its wings.

Chu Xunzhen pressed her right index finger on the blue and pink butterfly's head. The next moment, she closed her eyes, and a wave of energy emanated from it.

Half an hour later, Chu Xunzhen opened her eyes.

She suddenly shouted to Anshun outside the courtyard, "Anshun, go and prepare a live chicken."

Anshun was speechless upon hearing this.

He looked up at Chu Xunzhen and found that she wasn't joking at all, so he immediately went to prepare.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Anshun's father-in-law came in with a live chicken.

"Giggle giggle!"

The rooster was vigorous and lively, and even with its feet tied, it kept struggling.

"Chunxi, bring out the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone that I asked you to prepare earlier."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Springtime is a time for grinding ink.

Chu Xunzhen asked An Shun, "Do you know the eldest young master's birth date and time?"

Chu Xunzhen glanced at it and then wrote down Nangong Xingchen's birth date and time on the red paper.

After she finished writing, she pasted the red paper onto the rooster's head.

Chu Xunzhen returned to the desk and wrote "Big Rooster" on the next sheet of red paper.

She pasted a red paper with the word "rooster" written on it onto Nangong Xingchen's forehead.

Everyone looked at each other.

Chu Xunzhen breathed a sigh of relief.

As dusk approached, Chu Xun ordered his men to prepare a meal.

"Where is the prince? Go and invite him. I, the princess, wish to dine with him."

Chu Xunzhen suddenly spoke, making her somewhat uneasy.

In the past, not long after she returned, Nangong Yue would come to see her.

Despite the huge incident that happened in the manor today, and Nangong Xingchen being bullied, Nangong Yue did not appear for an entire day.

Chu Xunzhen reacted instantly.

Nangong Yue's condition is certainly not as good as the old physician Li said; perhaps, his condition is not optimistic at all.

Upon hearing this, Eunuch Anshun hesitated and said, "The Prince was suddenly summoned to the palace. He has already given instructions to let the Princess have her meal first."

"Hmm? Entered the palace? When did that happen? How come I didn't know?" Chu Xunzhen narrowed her eyes and asked.

"Yes, just now when you were writing."

Anshun answered reluctantly.

Chu Xunzhen didn't expose him.

She walked up to the pink and blue butterfly, poked its head with her slender fingers, and relayed the message once again.

The next instant, the summoned army of tiny insects crawled into the study through the gap in the door.

Inside the sealed room.

Nangong Yue let out a painful roar.

Like a tidal wave, insects swarmed into the study from outside, filling the entire room in no time.

The insects searched for the mechanism of the secret chamber.

Here, it had completely darkened.

Chu Xunzhen gently picked up Nangong Xingchen and placed him on the couch beside her.

Instead, they put the rooster on the bed.

The group exchanged puzzled glances.

Chunxi looked at Chu Xunzhen with concern and said, "Your Highness, let's have a meal. What if you get hungry?"

"Meal? Yes, Chunxi, you're right. Serve the meal."

Soon, a sumptuous feast of dishes, including eight-treasure soup, sweet and sour pork, and steamed sea bass, was served.

"Anshun, please take a seat, young master."

Chu Xunzhen pointed at the live chicken and spoke.

Chunxi looked completely bewildered.

Anshun paused for a moment, then nodded.

So he picked up the live chicken and placed it on the seat in front of him.

Chu Xunzhen grabbed a handful of greens and stuffed them into the rooster's beak.

"So delicious, Star."

As Chu Xunzhen finished speaking, everyone stared in disbelief.

Not far away, Nangong Xinghe, who had just returned, watched this scene and began to question the meaning of life.

How come his brother turned into a big rooster?

Although the rooster looks cute with lots of feathers, he wants an older brother.

"Wow! Big brother, what happened to you?"

Nangong Xinghe shouted and rushed over to hug the rooster.

Chu Xunzhen immediately picked him up and said, "Xinghe, be good. Your older brother isn't feeling well, and Mother is feeding him."

Although Nangong Xinghe didn't understand, he still nodded.

"Eunuch Anshun, increase patrols at the Prince's residence. Also, make sure Xingyuan is well protected."

Nangong Xingyuan is too young and was injured before, so she has been recuperating.

As soon as Chu Xunzhen finished speaking, the Butterfly Gu gave him feedback.

The insects found Nangong Yue screaming wildly in the secret underground room of the study.

Chu Xunzhen glanced at Nangong Xingchen and let him sleep on the hard couch.

After eating and drinking her fill, she carried the rooster with its legs tied to its feet to the bed and untied the ropes.

Just then, the rooster suddenly crowed.

The shrill scream startled everyone.

Chu Xunzhen quickly hugged Nangong Xinghe and raised her hand to cover his eyes.

The rooster's skin and flesh began to shrivel. In just a few dozen breaths, the once vibrant rooster began to lose its feathers and collapsed onto the bed like a dried-up corpse, lifeless.

On the contrary, Nangong Xingchen on the bed was safe and sound, still sleeping peacefully.

Chu Xunzhen walked out of the room, handed Nangong Xinghe to the wet nurse, and said, "Take Xinghe back to rest."

"Yes, Your Highness."

As soon as Chu Xunzhen entered the room, he saw Nangong Xingchen, who had already regained consciousness.

"Xingchen, how are you feeling? Have something to eat first."

"Okay." Nangong Xingchen said, about to lift the paper off his forehead, but Chu Xunzhen grabbed his hand and said, "Don't lift it, Xingchen. You can't lift it tonight."

"Yes, Mother."

Anshun's father-in-law looked at the rooster that was no longer on the bed, and then at his eldest son who was still full of energy. He finally understood what Chu Xunzhen had done.

He looked at Chu Xunzhen with admiration.

After having a simple meal, Nangong Xingchen lay down to rest.

Chu Xunzhen looked at the chicken on the bed, which was beyond dead, and a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

If she hadn't done all those things, her star would have been killed.

Xingchen is so well-behaved and so young, only six years old, yet they still want to steal his luck.

Just as Chu Xunzhen was so angry that her face turned ashen and her chest heaved, a small hand landed on her arm: "Mother, Xingchen is alright. Don't be angry, it will hurt your health."

Chu Xun's anger vanished in an instant, and he looked at him gently, asking, "Xingchen, tell your mother, did anyone take your hair in the Wenhua Hall?"

Nangong Xingchen shook his head.

"I don't know."

Chu Xunzhen gently grasped his hands and asked, "Can you tell your mother who bullied you?"

Upon hearing this, Nangong Xingchen fell silent.

Chu Xunzhen didn't pressure him.

"You don't want to talk about it? Or are you afraid to talk about it?"

Nangong Xingchen lowered her eyes, her body trembling.

Chu Xunzhen gently hugged him to comfort him.

"I just don't want to cause trouble for my parents."

Nangong Xingchen's voice was weak, yet it carried a resolute quality.

Unlike four-year-old Nangong Xinghe, the youngest of the children, he was already six, almost seven years old. He knew that Chu Xunzhen was not his biological mother, and Nangong Yue was not his biological father, but his father's brother.

His father went missing, and Nangong Yue became his father.

He can't let them think he's a nuisance and then kick them out.

"How could this be?" Chu Xunzhen's eyes reddened as she looked at him and said, "Xingchen, you are your father and mother's child. It was my fault before; I didn't pay enough attention to you. Can you give your mother another chance to do what a good mother should do?"

Upon hearing this, Nangong Xingchen seemed somewhat dazed.

He nodded.

Chu Xunzhen smiled and said, "Tell your mother whenever you want. You can also tell your father. Understand?"

"Understood, Mother."

Nangong Xingchen nodded, looking obedient.

Chu Xunzhen looked at him and felt that he was like a miniature version of Nangong Yue, with a hint of affection in his eyes.

"Grandpa Anshun, prepare a coffin and give the rooster a proper burial."

As Chu Xunzhen finished speaking, An Shun asked, "?"

Although they were puzzled, they did whatever the princess said.

He went to prepare.

Nangong Xingchen glanced subconsciously at the rooster lying dead in a pitiful state, then turned around, revealing a gloomy expression.

They dared to plot against Nangong Xingchen; they're doomed!

Chu Xunzhen had no idea what he was thinking. At this moment, she was busy having people prepare the mourning hall.

After a short while, Anshun placed the rooster into the mahogany coffin.

Chu Xunzhen offered incense to the rooster.

Suddenly, the gatekeeper rushed in to report.

"Lord Gu Changfeng of the Five Cities Garrison has arrived, leading a troop of men to surround the Prince's Mansion."