Chapter 177 Falling Into This Situation

Jiang Jingyue was confused and slowly stood up on her knees. Her hair was slightly messy and she was already a bit embarrassed: "Your Highness asked my father why he was angry, and my daughter-in-law told him the truth -"

Snap!

The queen was so angry that she slapped her again with her backhand.

With a "bang", Jiang Jingyue's head hit the bedpost. The pain made her eyes black and foggy.

The air seemed to be quieter, eerily quiet.

A cold and ruthless scolding sounded in my ears: "Are you brainless? Xiu Han just woke up and is still very weak. Why can't you just take a moment to tell him the truth?!"

"Trash! Ever since Xiu Han broke off the engagement and married you, his luck has been getting worse day by day. You are the god of plague!"

"I was really blind back then!"

"What are you all standing there for? Are you all dead? Go and invite the imperial doctor! Invite all the imperial doctors to me! If the prince has any shortcomings, I will let you all be buried with him!"

A ray of warmth slipped from her forehead, and Jiang Jingyue was so dizzy that she even wondered if she was about to die.

However, the angry curses hidden in his ears could be heard so clearly.

Jiang Jingyue suddenly felt a rage in her heart. She hated the emperor for abolishing the crown prince's reserve position, hated the queen for being so condescending, hated the prince for not living up to expectations, and hated her eldest brother's suggestion that caused the prince to lose the throne.

She hates Yan Li even more, because Yan Li is the culprit behind all this situation!

If it weren't for Yan Li, she wouldn't have suffered such a serious crime due to "bad conduct."

If it weren't for Yan Li, the three brothers would not have been suppressed and the Jiang family would not have lost power.

If it weren't for Yan Li, the prince would not have written that letter to the king of Xijiang. If he didn't write the letter, he would not have been intercepted, and he would not have been dethroned.

None of this will happen.

"What are you still doing?" The Queen looked down at Jiang Jingyue condescendingly, "Are you stupid?"

Jiang Jingyue suddenly came back from her hatred, got up from the ground stiffly and slowly, knelt upright, and admitted her mistake respectfully and humbly: "It was my daughter-in-law's fault, please calm down."

The queen suppressed her anger and looked at her thoughtfully: "Aunt Yan and Aunt Li have taught me for a few days, and the rules have indeed improved a lot."

After the words fell, Jiang Jingyue's face turned pale.

These words pierced her heart like a sharp sword, making her feel both pain and humiliation.

The days she was taught by Aunt Yan and Aunt Li were a nightmare that she never wanted to mention again, and a shame in her life.

Today, being mentioned by the queen was like ruthlessly tearing open a bloody wound, the pain was unbearable and the humiliation was unbearable.

Jiang Jingyue could not resist, she could only hold her palm tightly and endure the pain and humiliation.

She couldn't help but ask herself, what on earth was she doing?

She failed to obtain the position of a crown princess, but instead suffered humiliation.

How did she end up in this situation?

"Queen, the doctor is here!"

The queen looked outside the palace and saw several imperial doctors hurriedly coming with medicine boxes. She suppressed the anger in her heart and said coldly: "Take good care of Xiu Han. If he does anything bad, I will not let you go!" ŴŴŴ .

Jiang Jingyue lowered her eyebrows and responded: "Yes."

"Get up."

Jiang Jingyue stood up silently and palely. A ray of blood on her forehead was shocking. However, she stood aside as if nothing was wrong. She quietly watched the imperial doctor salute the queen and then stepped forward to check Mu Xiuhan's injuries one by one.

After the imperial doctor read it carefully, he reported to the queen: "His Royal Highness, King Xian, is no longer seriously injured. It only hurts his muscles and bones for a hundred days. In addition, the staff is heavy, so King Xian will still be in pain for a few days. I will give it to His Highness." There are some good medicines that will help with the recovery of the injury, so don’t worry, Queen.”

After saying that, an old imperial doctor began to skillfully change Mu Xiuhan's dressing.

After opening her clothes, the bruises and purple swelling on her back were shocking. Jiang Jingyue looked at her, her eyes already as calm as dead water.

The imperial doctor changed the medicine, but Mu Xiuhan still didn't wake up.

The queen frowned: "When will King Xian wake up?"

"Back to the Empress, Your Highness should wake up at night." The imperial doctor replied respectfully, and then gave some precautions, "You need someone to keep an eye on you at night. After you wake up, let King Xian drink some warm water. If King Xian is in good spirits, , you can eat a small amount of light food.”

Jiang Jingyue stood aside, listening to the imperial doctor saying "the idle king" in her ears, as if the former prince had completely become a powerless idler, and she felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart.

What she wants is the status of the Crown Princess, the illustrious status of her future mother in the world, and the power to be as aloof as the woman in front of her, and to beat whoever she wants.

What she wants is for everyone to crawl under her feet, and all women in the world have to look at her face. Whoever she wants will die, not a "free princess" with no real power.

Jiang Jingyue took a gentle breath, and the cold air swirled in her lungs, extinguishing her uncontrollable emotions.

"Jiang Jingyue." The queen turned her eyes slightly and looked at Jiang Jingyue who was standing by the bed. There was a warning in her eyes, "Take good care of King Xian. If he wakes up at night, say more words to make him happy and don't irritate him anymore. Listen. Have you arrived?"

Jiang Jingyue lowered her head and replied: "My daughter-in-law knows, thank you mother for teaching me."

The queen glanced at her son on the bed again, and quickly left with the others.

When the nuns and palace maids beside her turned around, they looked at Jiang Jingyue with very subtle eyes, like sympathy, like pity, but also faintly ridiculed.

Jiang Jingyue wasn't sure if that was her illusion... No, it wasn't an illusion.

All of them pitied her and laughed at her.

They all wanted to see her down and out, to see her in a mess, to see her fall into the quagmire.

These cunning slaves who flatter the powerful and bully the weak!

Jiang Jingyue took a deep breath, raised her hand to stroke her burning cheek, and remembered today's humiliation in her heart.

When she sits on the throne of the queen in the future, she will definitely kill all those maids and palace maids who saw her in such a mess.