Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

All eyes were focused on Princess Roujia, and no one paid any attention to Han Jun anymore. He clutched his chest, as if a ferocious beast was hiding there, madly gnawing at his internal organs.

Until this moment, he finally understood that Master Wuwang was not only not afraid of his poison, but also poisoned him instead!

The cruel reality hit Han Jun like a hammer, pounding his heart. He felt an unprecedented sense of confusion and frustration. If there was such a genius in the world who was both a poison master and a doctor, what was the point of all his years of hard work?!

Suddenly, a severe dizziness hit him, and his vision began to black out. The instinct for survival prompted him to endure the severe pain, silently retreat to the edge of the crowd, and stumble out.

As he stepped out of Miaoxin Hall, he couldn't help but look back. His eyes happened to meet Xie Qingli's calm and deep eyes. Those eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, and seemed to laugh at his cowardice and incompetence.

Han Jun took a deep breath, turned around and ran towards his carriage. He didn't notice that a figure was following him silently like a ghost.

Inside Miaoxin Hall, the crowd's chatter surged like a surging tide, rushing in from all directions and drowning Princess Roujia. Those voices were like sharp blades piercing her heart, making her feel suffocated and painful.

"If she is Princess Roujia, the baby in her belly must be Liang Yanqi's child. Why is she still asking a doctor for another examination? Everyone in Shengjing knows this..." A rough voice sounded from the crowd, with a bit of mockery and disdain.

The crowd erupted in laughter.

Someone immediately echoed, "Now that old man Liang Su should be quiet! Who would have thought that his son would leave a descendant for the Liang family before his death?"

Princess Roujia's face was pale, her body trembling slightly, and she was about to collapse. She held the little maid's hand tightly, her nails digging deep into the little maid's flesh. The little maid was in so much pain that her eyes were filled with tears, but she had no choice but to bite her lips tightly.

Just at this moment, a group of people rushed into Miaoxin Hall with great momentum. The person leading them was dressed luxuriously and had a very dignified demeanor. He was the second prince of the current dynasty, Chu Yunzhou.

The young man accompanying the Second Prince, dressed in splendid attire and brimming with pride, was none other than the Second Prince's fourth cousin, the domineering Fourth Young Master of the Meng Family—Meng Ziheng.

Meng Ziheng married the eldest daughter of the Huo family, a major drug dealer in Dongling. After the two got married, although the Huo family was still the nominal owner of the five Deyitang stores in Shengjing City, in fact, 60% to 70% of the profits quietly went into Meng Ziheng's pocket.

But ever since Deyitang lost the lawsuit against Miaoxintang last time, its reputation has plummeted and its business has plummeted. Meng Ziheng was short of money and lost face in front of his friends. He hated Miaoxintang and Master Wuwang and sent people to keep an eye on Miaoxintang.

The person who had just been following him came to tip him off. Meng Ziheng happened to be with the Second Prince, so he coaxed the Second Prince over. Today, he was determined to use the Second Prince's identity to suppress Miaoxintang and vent his anger!

Meng Ziheng coughed lightly and said loudly: "His Royal Highness the Second Prince is here!"

The crowd of onlookers suddenly became silent, and they all moved to the sides, consciously making way.

Meng Ziheng, along with the staff of Deyi Hall, escorted the Second Prince toward the center. Seeing the Second Prince remain silent, he grew anxious and quickly whispered, "Cousin, the person next to Princess Roujia is Young Master Wuwang..."

The second prince's eyes fell on the gentle figure in the center of the crowd, and he couldn't help but think to himself that this person didn't look like the villain that his fourth cousin described, but one should not judge a person by his appearance and should not be fooled by his appearance.

Besides, his fourth cousin said that if he was able to handle today's affairs, it would prove that he could be an emperor. For the throne and for his sweetheart, Miss Xie, he would definitely go all out.

The Second Prince straightened his expression and tried to sound more dignified. "How dare you! Master Wuwang, how dare you slander the Royal Princess? Do you know what the punishment is?"

Xie Qingli's face was still as calm as water, but her heart was like surging waves. Countless rolling eyes flashed through her mind. Today's Miaoxin Hall gave her a sense of déjà vu of a vegetable market. These jumping clowns took turns to appear on stage, which made her dazzled!

Princess Roujia had never expected that the Second Prince would suddenly show up in Miaoxin Hall to help her. She cried bitterly, looked at the Second Prince pitifully, and called out in a trembling voice, "Second cousin..." This call was filled with endless grievances and gratitude.

She leaned towards the Second Prince and gently pulled his sleeve, as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw.

The Second Prince was not close to Princess Roujia on weekdays. He frowned and tried to pull back his sleeve, but it was no use. He could only let Princess Roujia pull it back and said perfunctorily, "Don't worry, I will never let the dignity of the royal family be humiliated."

Xie Qingli bowed to the Second Prince and said calmly, "Your Highness, the princess came to Miaoxin Hall on her own initiative and paid three thousand taels to ask me to see her. I simply took her pulse and told her the truth according to her wishes. I have never lied, and I dare not slander her. Please understand, Your Highness!"

The Second Prince frowned and looked at Princess Roujia, and asked in a low voice, "Roujia, is that so?"

Princess Roujia lowered her head slightly and stammered, "Second cousin, I... I..." She hated Mr. Wuwang so much in her heart. This seemingly gentle man made her lose face. She wished she could cut him into pieces!

Meng Ziheng glanced resentfully at the Second Prince and Princess Roujia. This pair of losers couldn't even do such a trivial task! His face was gloomy, and he said coldly, "Master Wuwang, that diagnosis is just your one-sided statement. Who knows if you're just making up stories?"

He looked around and pointed at an old man with gray hair and a wrinkled face behind him. He said loudly, "This is Doctor Zhang, the superb doctor of Deyi Hall. He has been practicing medicine for decades and is naturally more experienced than that young man with no hair on his lips. Doctor Zhang will examine Princess Roujia and will definitely clear her name!"

Doctor Zhang walked out slowly from behind Meng Ziheng. He bowed to the crowd, with a confident and defiant smile on his face, and strode towards Princess Roujia.

Princess Roujia felt like a fish on a chopping board, and anyone could turn her over and over. But in order to restore her reputation as a boudoir, she had to cooperate.

Princess Roujia suppressed her annoyance and slowly extended her wrist. Doctor Zhang couldn't wait to place his finger on it and began to concentrate on taking her pulse.

After a moment, Doctor Zhang's fingers began to tremble slightly as he felt the pulse. His brows knitted tightly together, and a hint of surprise and confusion flashed in his eyes. He looked deeply at Princess Roujia, then turned to look at Meng Ziheng with a complicated expression.

Meng Ziheng had an ominous premonition in his heart, but Princess Roujia must not be pregnant today. His face was as gloomy as water, and he nodded slightly to Doctor Zhang.

Doctor Zhang withdrew his fingers and slowly spoke, "The princess's pulse is calm and steady, without any signs of slippery pulse..."