The poisonous concubine is very arrogant, making the crippled king blush and his heart beat fast

"Jiang Mengli, don't try to play dead! This prince said he won't marry me, so get out of Prince Jing's mansion immediately!"

At the bustling gate of Prince Jing's Mansion, Wen Jingyun threw the unconscious Jiang Mengli down the stairs.

The onlookers all moved away and whispered to each other.

"Prince Ning actually threw the bride out. There's blood on her forehead. Is she dead?"

"The Jiang family has fallen on hard times, so it's understandable that Prince Ning doesn't want to marry. Look at this shabby wedding sedan. Besides the bearers, there's only one maid..."

"If she doesn't get married now, she will be exiled to a barbaric land, so she is in such a hurry."

The maidservant knelt tremblingly beside Jiang Mengli, shaking her hands with tears in her eyes, "Miss, wuwu... don't scare me. Master, she is your fiancé, how can you just not marry her?!"

Jiang Mengli frowned, feeling a splitting headache. It was difficult for him to open his eyes. Listening to the discussions around him, he was full of confusion.

She was clearly saving a patient in the emergency room, so how did she become the fiancée of the damn prince?

A girl in red holding a whip walked out of the crowd, sneering and mocking Jiang Mengli arrogantly:

"A daughter of a criminal minister still wants to be the Crown Prince's consort. It's simply laughable. Come, throw this wishful thinking bitch into the beggars' den and let the beggars eat her meat!"

Everyone recognized this woman as the cousin of Prince Jing. Although she was a woman, her martial arts skills were comparable to those of a man. She was deeply loved by the Queen Mother because she saved her life.

Two servants grabbed Jiang Mengli's wedding dress and dragged it, suddenly pulling open the collar, revealing her fair and round shoulders.

The servant swallowed his saliva and laughed obscenely, "It's so white and tender, it must be very comfortable to touch. Why not play with it first before throwing it to the beggar..."

Just as the words left his mouth, there was a sudden "crack" sound from his wrist, followed by an onslaught of pain, "Ah... my hand!"

Jiang Mengli shook off the man's hand, flexed her wrist, and said in a cold voice, "You want to touch me? Are you worthy?"

Whether it was the onlookers, or Wen Jingyun and Lin Moer, they all looked shocked.

I thought he was dying, but suddenly he became full of life and he was able to break his servant's wrist unexpectedly!

If they knew Jiang Mengli to be a timid, submissive and crybaby person, why did she suddenly change?

Lin Moer narrowed her eyes slightly and said arrogantly, "Bitch, you've gotten so angry that you actually dared to hurt my people. I must teach you a lesson today!"

Then his eyes fixed, and the red whip in his hand attacked her like a snake.

The spectators around fled away in panic, sighing.

Jiang Mengli could have provoked anyone else, but he had to provoke Lin Moer, who had the support of the Queen Mother.

What a pity, this time she is really going to die.

Under the sympathetic gazes of the crowd, Jiang Mengli quickly dodged the whip with a backflip. "That bitch's mouth is really foul. She cares so much about this servant. Could it be that she's her mistress?"

Lin Moer's pupils trembled: "You..."

Before she could finish her words, Jiang Mengli had already launched a roundhouse kick, accurately hitting her arm holding the whip.

what……

"My arm..." She cried out in pain, and the whip flew out.

Jiang Mengli quickly caught the whip and struck her with lightning speed, but instead of pain, her skin felt cool.

The onlookers exclaimed, "Wow... Miss Lin has a great figure and delicate skin."

"She's young, and has a nice figure..."

"Hehe... I like this, with a curvy figure and a slim waist..."

Lin Moer realized it later and looked down to find that her upper body clothes were chopped into pieces and hanging, exposing her skin with only her bellyband covering it.

Jiang Mengli sneered, "You can't even hold the whip steady, and you still want to teach me a lesson? Who gave you the courage? But Miss Lin's skin is really delicate, I think beggars will like it more."

She had received the original owner's memories before she opened her eyes.

The original owner was the daughter of a general who defended the country, but eight years ago her father was accused of collaborating with bandits. Except for her grandmother and her, her parents, eldest brother and others were exiled to the wilderness and their whereabouts were unknown.

The reason why she was able to stay was because of her marriage to Prince Jing's mansion. Prince Jing's biological mother, Concubine Hui, asked the emperor for permission, and the emperor's requirement was that if she did not marry before the age of sixteen, she would be exiled to the wilderness.

Today's auspicious day was chosen by my grandmother two years ago. At that time, Concubine Hui was still alive, but now that she has passed away, Prince Jing's Mansion no longer recognizes her.

She walked to the mansion in her wedding dress, hugged Wen Jingyun's legs and knelt down to beg, but was pushed onto the flower bed and died. This allowed Jiang Mengli, the medical genius of the end times, to take over her body.

what……

"Jiang Mengli, I'm going to kill you!" Lin Moer screamed, crossing her arms across her chest in bewilderment.

Wen Jingyun's expression darkened, and he hurriedly took off his shirt and put it on her. "Jiang Mengli, you've had enough of life! How dare you humiliate Mo'er! No matter how you force me, I won't marry you. Just wait to be exiled to the wilderness!"

Hearing this, Jiang Mengli couldn't help but chuckle: "You're hugging me so tightly, so you two are having an affair. I was wondering why the prince would regret the engagement."

She threw the whip over with a look of disgust and said, "Don't worry, I don't want a man as dirty as you. There are still many men in the world, so I don't have to marry you."

These words made Wen Jingyun so angry that his teeth itched.

Who in the entire capital dares to marry such a sharp-tongued woman?!

He laughed at her, "Even street beggars would think you're unlucky, yet you still want to marry someone else? What a foolish dream!"

"That's not necessarily true..." Jiang Mengli was neither impatient nor anxious. He glanced around and said loudly, "Is there anyone who wants to marry me? Not only is I beautiful, but I can also earn money to support the family, and I'm both civil and martial, and I can even go up the mountain to hunt tigers."

Wen Jingyun was expecting to see a joke, but 80% of the men in the crowd raised their hands to ask for marriage, and there was even an old man in his seventies or eighties!

"I, I am willing to..."

"Marry me, I won't despise you..."

"Look at me, look at me. Marry me and you'll have a good time..."

With so many people rushing to recommend themselves, the scene became very lively.

Jiang Mengli glanced back at the man with a dark face and said, "Did you see that? I'm very popular. Now it's my turn to choose. Oh... my damn charm makes me look like an emperor choosing a concubine. It's so embarrassing."

The way she shows off really makes her deserve a beating.

Wen Jingyun was so angry that his blood boiled and veins bulged on his clenched fists.

Just as Jiang Mengli was selecting his soldiers and generals, a voice suddenly came from outside, "My master is willing to marry Miss Jiang."

Jiang Mengli heard the sound and looked over, and saw an extremely luxurious carriage parked there. Behind the dimly visible gauze curtain sat a man in a crescent-colored brocade robe.

Although his appearance could not be seen clearly, it could be judged from his black hair that he was a young man. His follower, armed with a sword, had an extraordinary aura, and he must be either rich or noble.

"Okay, it's your master." Jiang Mengli walked towards the carriage, a smile on his face, and said, "Sir, you have good taste. Marrying me is like marrying a treasure."