Chapter 62 The Crown Prince Isn’t Very Bright

Chapter 62: The Crown Prince Doesn't Seem All That Bright

As they kept waiting, Luo Feizhou's temper flared.

In his view, his status was far too noble to be waiting here for an ugly woman who was full of lies—especially with thousands of others waiting along with him.

After the Shen hour (3-5 PM), the crowd at Qinglong Square had grown larger and larger, with people packed in from all directions. Upon hearing that Princess Ye could regrow severed legs, many rushed to the square to witness it.

Luo Feizhou, fuming with anger and knowing that Luo Sinian harbored deep resentment toward Ji Yuntang, started making snide remarks to him.

"Eighth Brother, Princess Ye and that Man in Black have been in there for an hour now. Do you think they've done everything in there by now?"

"Third Brother is truly pitiful—bedridden and married to such a troublesome princess. His days at the Prince Ye residence must be unbearable, don't you think?"

Luo Sinian's face darkened, anger flashing in his eyes.

Even without Luo Feizhou's reminder, his heart had been restless ever since Ji Yuntang went into that room.

On one hand, he feared Ji Yuntang had taken a liking to that man and was cuckolding his third brother.

On the other, he worried she was speaking recklessly, making promises she couldn't keep, and leaving herself no way out. Not only would she fail to help the man stand, but she'd also make everyone think Luo Junhe had married a liar, tarnishing third brother's reputation.

"I'm going to go see what she's doing with that man in the room!"

Luo Sinian immediately stood up, ready to leave.

But just then, someone shouted, "Look! Princess Ye is coming out!"

Everyone turned to look, and Luo Jingshen jumped up from his seat.

There was Ji Yuntang, strolling leisurely out front, her hands swinging casually.

Behind her appeared two familiar figures: the Man in Black and his servant, Zhufeng.

But this time, the man wasn't in a wheelchair; he was being helped out by Zhufeng.

Everyone's eyes instinctively fell on his right leg. As everyone knew, his leg had been amputated below the knee.

Yet now, every step he took was solid and steady.

They could clearly see that his right leg was no longer empty—something was holding him up.

The commoners' eyes widened, and they started buzzing with chatter.

"Princess Ye is truly miraculous! She really made the man's severed leg grow back! How on earth did she do it?"

"Not only did it grow back, but she got him walking so fast! Could Princess Ye be a celestial maiden from heaven, using divine magic?"

A child craned his neck and asked curiously, "Is this like the resurrection spells in storybooks? If someone's head falls off, can Princess Ye make it grow back too?"

"Silly child, if your head falls off, you're dead! How could it possibly grow back?"

"..."

Among the crowd, Dr. Li, who had treated foot ailments, rushed over to Ji Yuntang in three quick strides. Suppressing his inner shock, he dropped his earlier disdain and addressed her with respect.

Having lived a lifetime, Dr. Li was shrewd and adaptable, always willing to respect a physician more skilled than himself.

"In all my years, I've never seen a patient with a missing leg stand up again like this. This is nothing short of a miracle."

"May I ask, Princess Ye, how did you manage this?"

This was the question on everyone's mind. They weren't naive like five-year-olds, thinking Ji Yuntang had divine magic. If she did, her own face would have healed long ago, and Luo Junhe wouldn't still be stuck in bed.

Ji Yuntang wasn't one to hoard her knowledge. Just as she was about to speak, an incredulous voice cut in.

"Ji Yuntang, whose leg did you cut off to put on him?"

"Doesn't trading one life for another count as murder? Can your conscience handle that?"

Ji Yuntang: "..."

She turned to see that the speaker was none other than Crown Prince Luo Jingshen, sitting in the main seat.

This guy didn't seem all that bright.

What Ji Yuntang didn't know was that during her treatment, Luo Jingshen had deliberately spread the rumor that she could regrow the man's amputated leg.

He had planned to humiliate her after she came out, avenging Ji Qingqing and winning over the Marquis Yongning household.

But now... the man had actually gotten up!

Finding it unbelievable, he racked his brain but couldn't figure out how she did it.

The only explanation Luo Jingshen could think of was that Ji Yuntang had cut off someone else's leg and put it on the man.

Otherwise, how else could this be explained?

Ji Yuntang rolled her eyes on the inside. She couldn't understand how the gentle and graceful Empress had given birth to such a dimwit.

With Luo Jingshen's smarts, how did he even become Crown Prince?

"Your Highness, I think you've got it wrong. I only said I could help this gentleman stand like a normal person, not that I could grow back his amputated leg. As for killing someone to trade a life—I, a delicate little woman, would never do something like that."

"As for how he actually stood up, you can see for yourselves."

With that, Ji Yuntang turned to look at Zhufeng, her intention clear.

Zhufeng hesitated, glancing up at the man first. After getting a nod of approval, he crouched down and rolled up the man's pant leg.

Beneath the fabric was a strangely shaped fake leg.

With a shoe on his foot and his pants and clothes covering it, it looked almost like a real leg.

No one would have guessed that Ji Yuntang had gotten the man to stand this way.

The old physicians present, curious about the intricately crafted prosthetic, crowded around to examine it.

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! Why didn't I think of using a prosthetic to replace a missing body part? It's far more practical than using animal parts!"

Previously, they had encountered patients with severed arms or legs, but the only solution they could think of was to replace them with animal limbs, which invariably failed.

After all, no one could accept becoming something that didn't look right.

Back then, they didn't have the technology either; if the wound wasn't sutured properly, it could lead to death.

None of the physicians dared to take the risk. When such cases arose, the patient could only spend the rest of their life in a wheelchair, with no cure available.

Luo Jingshen saw Ji Yuntang transform into the center of everyone's attention, and his expression turned icy.

Fortunately, Luo Junhe was a cripple with no chance at the throne. Even if Ji Yuntang was formidable, she couldn't rally support for him. This round was truly a loss for Luo Junhe.

Luo Sinian, however, thought differently. His sharp gaze fell on Ji Yuntang, his face full of disbelief.

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