After marrying the vegetative prince, the doctor concubine killed people randomly

Ji Yuntang looked dazed, and murmured softly, "Atang..."

No one has ever called her this, either in her past life or in this life.

She remained single for twenty-eight years. She was either studying medicine or on her way to studying medicine. In the end, she dedicated her life to medicine.

Now... I have a chance to start my life over again, so why not try these new things?

"Of course, Your Highness the Night King can call me whatever you want."

Luo Junhe was delighted, and the hanging rock fell down.

Soon, he asked somewhat unnaturally: "Then can you stop calling me His Highness the Night King in the future?"

He always felt that this title was too polite and it distanced the two of them.

"Then what should I call you?" Ji Yuntang blinked, and suddenly wanted to tease him, "Mr. Luo? Young Master Luo? Junjun? Hehe? Hebao?"

Ji Yuntang's words became more and more outrageous, so Luo Junhe quickly said, "Just call me Ah He!"

Ji Yuntang silently repeated the word "Ah He" in her mind and found it surprisingly easy to pronounce.

"Okay, I'll call you A-He from now on."

Ji Yuntang cleaned up the dishes and applied scar-removing and repairing ointment on Luo Junhe's face again.

Then, she applied the detoxifying mask she had prepared earlier on her face and went out to sit on a lounge chair to bask in the sun.

The people in Yongning Marquis' Mansion waited for Ji Yuntang to return home, but they waited until the sun set, but there was no sign of her.

In fact, they didn't even see the shadow of a servant in the Night King's Palace.

Ji Qingqing looked at the low pressure in the room, rolled her eyes, and said weakly: "Since my sister doesn't want to come back, you should at least send someone to the mansion to inform us. How can you let grandmother, father, mother, and three brothers wait for so long?"

"If this gets out, where will the reputation of our Yongning Marquisate be?"

Ji Huaiche picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip. His deep and handsome face was full of deep thoughts. "In my opinion, it's not that she doesn't want to come back, but that she can't come back."

"What do you mean, brother?" Ji Qingfeng asked.

"Everyone in Dongchen Country knows that Night King Luo Junhe has married five queens in the past three years. The first four were either frightened to death or ran away on their wedding night. Do you think Ji Yuntang is any better than the first four given her cowardly personality?"

"There has been no news for such a long time. Maybe Ji Yuntang was frightened to death by the Night King on the night of her marriage."

"How can Princess Ye return home with someone like this?"

Ji Huaiche's words were well-reasoned, and he was in the Dali Temple as the Right Shaoqing, investigating and judging various cases every day.

The words coming out of his mouth are even more convincing.

Yongning Marquis Ji Nanchuan, who had been silent the whole time, also agreed: "What the prince said is not without reason, but this evil girl is dead and gone, the value of finding her back was to help Qingqing avoid this marriage. Since Ji Yuntang and King Ye's marriage is already decided, the emperor will probably not grant marriage to the Yongning Marquis's mansion anymore, and Qingqing can marry His Royal Highness the Crown Prince with peace of mind."

All the family members in the Yongning Marquis's Mansion agreed with a smile and began to praise Ji Qingqing for her intelligence and natural beauty, saying that she would definitely become the Crown Princess in the future.

They believed in their hearts that Ji Yuntang was dead, as if his death was a trivial matter to them.

Ji Qingfeng shook his head with some regret. It was such a pity that he hadn't had the chance to humiliate that ugly girl and she died. It was such a blessing for her!

Ji Qingqing didn't think so at all. She always felt that there was something strange about this matter.

Thinking about the look Ji Yuntang showed that day still frightened her.

How could someone with such a fierce aura die so easily?

She doesn't believe it at all!

Thinking of this, Ji Qingqing decided to go and confirm it herself. Only by seeing Ji Yuntang's body with her own eyes would she believe that he was dead.

She burst into tears in an instant, "Grandmother, father, mother, eldest brother, second brother, third brother, my sister married into the Night King's Palace in my place. Her death came suddenly, and I also have an unshirkable responsibility for this matter. I want to go to the Night King's Palace to see my sister tomorrow, and bring her body back for burial."

Ji Zihang looked at Ji Qingqing, who was crying with tears in her eyes, and touched her hair.

"Sister Qing'er, why did you bury her body? Her body should only be thrown in a mass grave and eaten by wild dogs."

Ji Qingfeng took out a handkerchief and wiped Ji Qingqing's tears with heartache.

"Qingqing, you are just too kind. You have forgotten how she humiliated you at that time. People like her deserve death!"

Ji Qingqing cried and shook her head, "Second brother, third brother, please don't say that. No matter how bad my sister was, we are her only relatives in this world. Now that she has ended up like this and no one is here to collect her body, how can we just ignore her?"

"I know my brothers are too busy to come, so don't worry, just leave this matter to me. Tomorrow I will take people to the Night Palace to collect my sister's body. We can't let people think that our Yongning Marquis Mansion really doesn't care about our married daughter."

Meng frowned in worry, "Qingqing, are you okay on your own?"

"Don't worry, mother. There aren't many servants in the Night King's Mansion. No one dares to embarrass me. Just leave this little matter to me."

Meng didn't say anything, but she always felt uneasy in her heart.

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At dawn the next day, Ji Qingqing went to the Night King's Palace with a dozen servants.

A coffin also went with them.

They walked in the street in a swaggering manner, causing passers-by to talk about them.

"Look, Miss Ji from the Yongning Marquis's Mansion has someone carry a coffin to the Night King's Mansion."

"I haven't heard of anyone dying in the Night Prince's Mansion. Could it be that something happened to the Night Prince?"

"I don't know. Come on, let's go over and take a look..."

"..."

Ji Qingqing attracted a lot of attention on the street. Her eyes were as red as a rabbit's and tears kept welling up in her eyes.

When the gate of the palace opened that night, Aunt Xu was stunned.

There was a square coffin lying across the middle of the door.

Just as I was about to lose my temper, Ji Qingqing suddenly rushed up to me, and tears began to fall from my eyes like beads from a broken string.

"Madam Xu, I know my sister has passed away. Please let me see her for the last time. After all, she is my father's daughter. I want her to leave in a decent manner."

The muscles on Aunt Xu's face trembled with fear.

Ji Yuntang was dead, how come she didn’t know?

Wasn't she still beating people up vigorously yesterday?

Seeing that Aunt Xu had no reaction, Ji Qingqing cried even more sadly.

"Madam Xu, please consider it as a plea from me. Please let me see my sister."

Her personal maid Cui Liu stepped forward and secretly slipped a jade bracelet into Aunt Liu's hand.