The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort: Part 1 of Sun Fang’er

I was born in winter. I heard from my nurse that the day I was born was the coldest day of the year. The sky was snowing heavily with goose feathers, and the whole mansion was covered with snow.

When my aunt gave birth to me, she almost had a difficult labor.

Fortunately, my mother had been preparing the oxytocin, and hurriedly gave it to my aunt.

When my aunt was pregnant with me, the people in the house said that this child must be a son, because both pregnant and eating are pregnant with a son.

My aunt always smiled and said, "Where is a son? I dreamed of a daughter."

"Dreaming is the opposite."

Auntie loves to hear this.

She always chooses to say the above when her father is around, and then waits for the following to be said.

She privately asked the doctor to take the pulse, and the doctor also told her that this child must be a son.

When it came time to give birth, it happened that my father was not in the house, and my aunt had a difficult labor, which made my mother anxious.

Wen Po called three times, and the doctor called three times, all surrounding her aunt.

The reason why my mother was so kind to my aunt was mainly because the people in our room were thin at the time.

And there are already several in the big room and the third room.

If my aunt had any danger of having a difficult childbirth, my grandfather and grandmother were afraid that they would have to stuff people into his house again.

This statement was told to me by my aunt. She refused to admit that her mother was kind to her.

Because she feels that women are not selfish.

I don't know what the outside world thinks of my aunt. It's always a little untrue. However, the aunt I know is a very contradictory person.

Sometimes cowardly, sometimes feisty, sometimes complaining, sometimes hysterical, but, more often, vicious.

At least, this character, after I was born, she formed.

The nurse told me that my aunt passed out after giving birth to me. Later, Granny Wen told my aunt that when she said it was her daughter, her aunt almost collapsed and couldn't accept it, so she burst into tears after giving birth.

My mother comforted her for a long time, but she didn't want to look at me, and said nonsense that my mother had replaced her son. Everyone said that she was carrying a son, but how did she give birth to a daughter? She doesn't believe it.

Later her father came back and slapped her, and she woke up and apologized to her mother in tears.

My mother is also a kind-hearted person.

Since I was a child, I have never seen my aunt smile, at least, never smiled at me.

Besides because I'm a daughter, but also because I had a difficult childbirth and couldn't have children again.

My mother didn't treat me badly, I admit it, but before I was thirteen, I hated my mother because my aunt kept telling me that my mother wanted to get rid of our mother and daughter.

My aunt kept tossing, and finally annoyed my father. Our mother and daughter moved to the side garden, which is a long distance from the main house.

After a period of disheartened auntie, she learned that a master Miao Jiang had come to the capital, so she spent her savings to invite Master Miao Jiang to teach me the magic trick.

Those were the darkest years of my life.

I was forced to deal with poisons every day, poisonous scorpions, poisonous snakes, poisonous centipedes, I had to catch them with my bare hands. After being bitten, the master would help me detoxify them. At that time, my face was blue for a long time.

I remember the first time I caught a poisonous snake, I was very scared, crying and begging my aunt not to let me learn, I can learn embroidery, learn poetry, even if I marry someone as a concubine, I don't want to be a concubine A monster full of poison. My aunt beat me half to death, and I can dream of this scene for many years to come. My aunt took a bench, smashed it down my back, and dragged my hair to the edge of the water tank. Push my head down, water pours in from my nose, ears and mouth, I can't breathe

, struggling hard.

My aunt didn't kill me after all. She pulled me out of the water tank, threw me on the ground, slapped me twice, and said viciously: "You study hard, and after you do it, kill that bitch."

She almost exhausted her strength for those two slaps, and my left ear still can't hear it very well.

I raised my head tremblingly and saw her hideous face. I was very scared. I felt that Auntie was more frightening than a poisonous snake.

That year, I was eight years old.

I started to learn the Gu technique from my master, who is a particularly vicious person. If I wasn't serious, she would slap me in the face just like my mother.

Who would have thought? When I was only eight years old, I was slapped a few times, starved, and kicked a few times in the chest every day.

I'm suffering unimaginable suffering, I want to fight for my aunt and kill that bitch.

That bitch, it's the mother.

I hated my mother so much back then, because if it wasn't for killing her, I wouldn't have to suffer, I could live a dull but happy life like my other siblings.

The nanny is the only one who cares for me. I lost her when I was nine years old.

It was two days before my aunt's birthday. The nurse told me, let me make a little gift to make my aunt happy. When my aunt sees that I am sensible, I will feel better and I will be less beating and scolding.

So, I sneaked out that day and bought a hairpin with the money my nanny gave me.

When I came back in the evening, I saw my aunt and my master sitting in the room with gloomy faces, and I knew something was wrong. I sneaked out and forgot to feed the worms in the afternoon.

I walked in with trembling legs, my mind was full of the master and my aunt beating me, and tears began to fall.

I knelt down, handed the hairpin up tremblingly, raised my head, restrained the fear in my heart, and tried to put on a pale smile, "Auntie, for you, congratulations..."

I saw my aunt's hand raised. I didn't dare to hide and closed my eyes, but no slap fell.

I opened my eyes and saw that my aunt took the hairpin and put it in the palm of my hand. After looking at it for a while, I saw that her face was calmer, and I was not so afraid.

Then, I heard her say: "Your master told me that you didn't feed Gu worms today, go out with your master to collect the punishment."

I slumped to the ground.

I'm not afraid of slapping me, kicking my stomach, I'm used to it.

However, I am afraid of being punished.

I looked at my master in despair. She gave me a grim smile, grabbed my arm and dragged me out. It was still the big water tank with a lotus flower in it and green moss floating on the water.

I was pushed so hard into the water tank that air was squeezed out of my lungs in an instant, and when I felt like I was about to die, I was pulled up again.

This was repeated several times and I passed out.

I was woken up by the whip. I looked at my aunt through blurry tears. She held the whip in her hand and slapped me hard.

The nurse rushed over, crying and begging her, "Auntie, please spare your life, if you fight again, the girl will die."

I'm not dead, the nurse is dead.

The master told my aunt that it was the nurse who urged me not to practice Gu.

When I woke up that morning, I saw the nurse's body lying in the water tank. My aunt told me coldly that if I didn't have to work hard to practice Gu, I would be the same as my nanny.