CHAPTER 1241: CHAPTER 1236: HUMAN RIGHTS?

"Not much, at most two taels of flesh." She said with a forced laugh and then sycophantically added, "I pale in comparison to you."

Jin Zijin clamped her chin, bit viciously on her lips, and then sucked with force.

"Your mouth really is infuriating enough to kill a person."

Gu Youyou winced in pain, murmured a sound, feeling her lips might have been bitten through by him.

She blinked her eyes in grievance and said, "Please respect my profession, doctors have human rights too."

"You dare speak to me of human rights? As a husband, I’m about to have no rights at all, and yet you talk to me about a doctor’s human rights?"

"Nonsense, who says you have no rights, you have plenty. A patient before me is almost like a piece of pork; don’t be so petty, you surely don’t wish for him to be doomed to a childless future, right?"

"Does that have anything to do with me?"

"Yes, it does, you... ah? Mhm..."

Jin Zijin bit her lips again, pushing back the remaining words she had to say.

It was time for him to exercise his rights as a husband, lest she still have the mind to look at another man’s ’size’.

After having her fully and thoroughly, Gu Youyou complained about his evil deeds while massaging her sore back that could hardly straighten.

"I’m at least known as the Divine Doctor; with this title, how can I stand by and not save a life? He’s your brother, my cousin’s husband, a relative after all; do you want people to point fingers at my backbone?"

"That’s if he even has the face to speak of it," Jin Zijin glanced at Gu Youyou with a pleased mood, and said, "When he undergoes surgery, I must be present."

Gu Youyou: "..." He agreed after all.

Would it damage the patient’s delicate self-respect? Hmm, right, first to give him an anesthetic shot; once he’s asleep with eyes closed, who cares if you watch or not, he wouldn’t even know if he’s been sold.

...

The next day, Jin Zijin went to the palace and informed the Emperor about this matter.

The Emperor had been extremely fatigued these days, and after hearing Jin Zijin’s words, he remained silent for a long time.

After a while, he stood up, took a small scroll from a secret compartment in the dragon desk, and summoned Jin Zijin to his side, handing him the small scroll.

Jin Zijin, puzzled, took the scroll and after reading it, was utterly shocked.

"What is this?"

The Emperor nodded lightly and sighed, "Indeed, the struggle for the throne three hundred years ago was far more intense than the current strife between myself and the Third and Fifth Princes. After the defeat of the eldest imperial son back then, he was imprisoned in Zongrenfu for life and died there a few years later. However, he had a young son who escaped the calamity. Later on, that boy assumed the identity of the son of the then Beiping Cavalry General and lived on. Over generations, his descendants gradually replaced the direct lineage of the Great General, entered the political arena, and established what is now the Ducal Residence."

"In other words, Jin Shien is a descendant of the crown prince from three hundred years ago."

The Emperor sighed, "He probably believes that this world should rightfully belong to them, and so he might feel justified in his usurpation."

Jin Zijin sneered, "Now that you’re aware of their disloyal ambitions, what do you plan to do?"

The Emperor pressed his lips together and said nothing.

Jin Zijin said indifferently, "I knew you would be troubled, but I have already thought of a solution for you. When the time comes, you just need to stabilize the situation, as you are always adept at balancing the various forces."

He placed the scroll with the secret on the Emperor’s desk and said further, "Jin Fengzhao came looking for me; she wants to meet you."

The Emperor’s brows lightly furrowed, still without a word.