is beauty to a new level.Qingxuan, with a confident smile, winked at him: "I guarantee I'm even more handsome than before."As if remembering something, she suddenly panicked: "Oh right! Our breakfast..."What is this"

Everyone present couldn't help but be curious, even ignoring the Emperor who was still there, and blurted out.

People watched with curiosity at the crystal thread in Qingxuan's hands.

An expression of confusion also crossed the Emperor's eyes.

In the entire Chen Kingdom, there are only three physicians capable of diagnosing illnesses remotely, and all three of them reside within the imperial palace.

Moreover, the red thread those doctors used wasn't as fine as the crystal silk Qing Xuan held in her hand.

Can such fine crystal threads really diagnose pulses from a distance

And the elderly man, who was still restless before seeing Qingxuan take out the crystal silk of pulse diagnosis, couldn't help but feel a little curious in his heart.

The elderly man voiced what was on everyone's mind: "Your Highness, the Crown Princess, does this truly work to diagnose my pulse"

Qingxuan asserted with conviction, “It is naturally so.”

Because the crystal thread was too fine, everyone only saw the part that resembled a spiderweb winding around the old woman's hand. They couldn't see the other end where the green crystal thread spiraled past her thumb and into her sleeve, connecting to the space within the bracelet.

After the diagnosis results are obtained, the wristband space will send the relevant information to Qingxuan's brain.

In just ten seconds, Qingxuan had already judged the old man's problem.

But she couldn't let everyone know that she already knew what the old man had.

If her medical skills were too mysterious in front of everyone, she might be labeled as a demon or a supernatural being by those with ill intentions.

So Qingxuan pretended to be very distressed.

Qing Xuan frowned tightly, after half an incense stick, even though the old man was still curious about Qing Xuan's tools for diagnosing his pulse, he couldn't contain his impatience anymore and became extremely irritable.

"Elderly Man: "Your Highness, are you even capable of taking a pulse You probably just came up with some strange-looking trinket to fool people and gain notoriety. All smoke and mirrors!"

The elder Zhou Dequan found was no ordinary person. Although dressed in a black robe, Qingxuan immediately saw that the fabric of the robe was similar to that of many robes worn by Nangong Ye.

The original owner was freely washing clothes by the river, very familiar with the quality of the fabric.

Although the original owner had never washed this type of fabric before, they had heard from an old woman who helped with laundry that this light and soft yet sturdy and durable cloth was called Qingque Jin.

The fabric the old man wore was the same as that of Nangong Ye's, indicating that this elderly person must be either very wealthy or of high status.

That's precisely why Zhou Yu Kun dared to disregard Qing Xuan, a powerless Princess Consort with no authority whatsoever.

Seeing Qingxuan's inability to diagnose Zhou Yu's condition, the emperor couldn't help but urge her: "Your Majesty, have you been able to diagnose what is wrong with this patient If you still can't figure it out, then I will hold you accountable for deceiving the emperor!"

Qing Xuan heard this and a flash of coldness crossed her eyes.

This dog emperor was so eager to brand her as a fraud, to declare Nangong Ye a fake prince and have them executed.

Qingxuan replied: "Your Majesty, your daughter-in-law has already diagnosed the old man's specific condition."

Zhou Yu, hearing this, sneered at Qing Xuan's confident appearance.

Zhou Yu's Kun: “My condition was diagnosed by Dr. Feng of Baishantang after half a month of examination. Your Highness, you are a newlywed girl who is not even ten years old, and you can diagnose my illness in less than a incense stick time. Is this not simply talk without proof”

Faced with Zhou Yu Kun's public ridicule, Qing Xuan instantly made Zhou Yu Kun's face change in an instant.

Zhou Yu's mocking expression on his face froze instantly.

Qingxuan: "Old man, your illness is not a serious matter. It's just that there is a wall of scales in your abdomen, which has been trapped for a long time, absorbing your essence, qi, blood, and flesh. That's why you are losing weight, feeling anxious and irritable."

The ancient jiao wall was simply a roundworm.

In ancient times, if a person had a dragon wall in their abdomen, they would have half of an incurable disease.

Zhou Yu's heart pounded with excitement upon hearing this.

Zhou Yu Kun: "Your Highness, you truly diagnosed my illness! And you just said this ailment is not a big problem" her for support, she would have lost her strength and fallen directly to the ground.Looking at Jiang Yue lying on the operating table, Qing Xuan supported the frame and let out a long sigh.Well, I di...