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

Family love is a treasure when she cares about it, but when she doesn’t, it is even worse than weeds on the roadside.

He wants to use such worthless things to force her to admit her mistake. Is this fake Ji Qingqing still asleep?

Unbearable, no need to endure.

Ji Yuntang raised his foot and kicked Ji Qingqing, who was approaching him, three meters away.

"Go get treatment if you have a brain disease. You dirty thing, stay away from this princess from now on, or I will beat you up every time I see you do it."

Ji Qingqing's body fell into the crowd, and most of the force was dissipated, so she was not injured at all. She rolled her eyes and fell weakly to the ground, tears of grievance in her eyes.

She frowned and cried, "Sister, if beating me can make you calm down, then Qingqing is willing to be beaten by you, as long as you can apologize to Second Brother."

After crying, she lowered her head to hide the upturned corners of her mouth.

Ji Yuntang, Ji Yuntang, you really can't keep your cool. I just provoked you casually and you really started to fight.

With a simple mind and strong limbs like you, what can you use to fight with me?

The scene of Ji Qingqing being kicked away happened to fall completely into Ji Qingfeng's eyes. His pupils shrank suddenly, and he rushed towards Ji Qingqing quickly and hugged her in his arms.

"Qingqing, are you okay? Did you fall anywhere? Tell my second brother quickly."

Ji Qingqing buried her head in Ji Qingfeng's chest and just kept crying without saying a word.

Seeing a beautiful woman crying, I felt pity for her, which easily aroused Ji Qingfeng's desire to protect her again.

He couldn't understand why Ji Qingqing was gentle, generous and sensible, while Ji Yuntang was so rude and disrespectful, as they were both daughters of the Yongning Marquis' Mansion. Ji Qingqing had taken care of her and thought about her many times, but Ji Yuntang was so selfish. Couldn't she learn a little from Ji Qingqing?

"Ji Yuntang, you are such a vicious woman. It's ok that you beat up your brother in front of the three princes, but you even beat up your own sister. Qingqing is so weak, not as tough as you. If you don't give me and Qingqing an explanation this time, don't blame me for taking you to the government. I want to let all the people in the capital see your ugly face of repaying kindness with enmity."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of slapping rang in his ears.

“Clap! Clap! Clap!” Ji Yuntang clapped his hands, a hint of mockery in his eyes: “How dare you sacrifice your relatives for the sake of justice and repay kindness with hatred? You people in Yongning Marquis’ Mansion are so noble and ridiculous.”

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and pulled up her wide sleeves, raising her arms in front of everyone.

On the slender white wrists, there were shocking whip marks and knife scars. The skin and flesh had healed, but the scars had not completely disappeared, and there was still blood clots accumulated under the skin. Two-thirds of the arms were covered with traces of new and old wounds.

The doctors present were all sharp-eyed people. With just one glance, they knew that the wound on Ji Yuntang's arm had been there for at least five or six years, and some of the scars were at least ten years old.

She was only four or five years old at that time, right? What had happened to her to leave her with such injuries?

The visible areas are so horrific, what about the invisible areas?

Ji Yuntang's eyes were mocking, and his voice was cold: "She is weak and pitiful, so she should be spoiled by your whole family. I am thick-skinned, so I should bear the grievances. I have understood a truth since I was a child. Children from poor families have no human rights, and those who are not biological children have even less human rights. The strong make the rules, and the weak follow the rules. Do you know how I have lived for the past fifteen years?"

"We are both young ladies from the Yongning Marquis' Mansion. When I was being beaten, kicked and whipped in the countryside, what was the Yongning Marquis' Mansion doing? What was Ji Qingqing doing? What were my father, my mother and my three brothers doing at that time? Now you are saying that I have repaid kindness with hatred. May I ask where is the kindness you have shown me? Could it be that 100,000 taels of silver?"

Xie Liuzheng was enjoying the fun, he came up and blinked, then said in confusion: "Hey, this is not right!"

"How can I remember that the 100,000 taels of silver were clearly paid by Second Miss Ji carrying a coffin to the door saying that she was collecting the body of Princess Ye. Princess Ye came to the door, and the Yongning Marquisate thought it was in the wrong, so it was willing to compensate Princess Ye in the end?"

"Compensation is compensation, and compensation is compensation. Miss Ji Er can't even tell the difference, right?"

Ji Qingqing's actions were once again brought up by Xie Liuzheng. She was so depressed that she simply closed her eyes and pretended to be dead in Ji Qingfeng's arms.

I thought that when Ji Qingfeng saw her faint, he would definitely take her back and away from this place of trouble.

Unexpectedly, he found a place to put Ji Qingqing on the ground, staring straight at the wound on Ji Yuntang's arm.

Ji Yuntang had suffered a lot in the countryside, and Ji Qingfeng knew it. When he first found her, she was so thin that she was not even as strong as a ten-year-old child, but her eyes were always bright as she looked at them without any complaints.

Whenever she had time, Ji Yuntang would weave some flower ropes and embroider some handkerchiefs to give to them. However, the young masters of the marquis's mansion, who were used to a life of luxury, would never look favorably upon the things she gave them and would just throw them on the ground in front of them.

And he educated her in a condescending manner.

"Now that you have entered the Marquis' Mansion, you are the Lady of the Marquis' Mansion. Don't do things that are not presentable in the future. When you have time, learn more from Qingqing and see the difference between you and her. Most importantly, don't let anyone know that you are my sister."

Ji Qingfeng just blindly disliked Ji Yuntang and thought that she was not worthy of being his sister, but he didn't know that she had suffered so many injuries.

Compared with the two slaps he received on the face, he suddenly felt that it was nothing.

"If you want to report it to the police, go ahead. I will accompany you to the end!"

Ji Yuntang was too lazy to pay attention to Ji Qingfeng. She put down her sleeves, turned around and went back to the center of the square.

Looking at the man in the wheelchair, she said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I was delayed for a while. I will treat you now."

The man in black witnessed everything. At this moment, he raised his head slightly and looked at her with pity.

It seems that the woman in front of me is also a pitiful person.

Her life was changed by her identity as a young lady from a marquis's mansion. While her younger sister was favored in the capital, she suffered in the countryside. After fifteen years of domestic violence and beatings, she was still living strong. What reason did she have not to live a good life?

"Okay, thank you, miss."

The man agreed. After what happened at the scene, Luo Jingshen and Luo Feizhou didn't know what to say. They could only ask someone to prepare a clean room for Ji Yuntang and get everything she needed.

The farce is over, but the treatment has to continue. They are all looking forward to how Ji Yuntang will help this man who has lost his legs to stand up again this time?