The daily life of the little princess of the royal group

Soon, a kind-hearted person nearby brought his mother over.

This time, there are more and more people around watching the show.

There were three layers of people inside and outside, but luckily Mingyue moved a small stool to sit on, and Zhizhi was fanning herself.

When the woman arrived, she cried and wailed loudly, without shedding a single tear.

Her son has now calmed down and is holding his mother's hand to help her calm down.

"Mom, look carefully, Dad really died from taking this medicine?"

"You unfilial son, how dare you doubt me!?"

"That's it! This is the medicine prescribed by Doctor Zhang here!"

"Son, don't they recognize me?"

"Oh, God! Please open your eyes! The bad guys are at large, and my wife hasn't been buried yet."

She was quick with words and convicted Renhetang in one stroke.

Mingyue had anticipated that she might encounter someone rude and unreasonable, so she prepared a large gong in advance.

One knock and it instantly became as quiet as a chicken.

"Madam, do you know which imperial physician treated your husband?"

Mingyue clapped her hands, and four or five people with similar attire walked out behind her.

Without thinking, she pointed at the oldest one and said, "That's him! Zhang Zhongzhong!"

But he didn't expect that there would be a burst of laughter all around, and even his son stood there in a daze.

"You unfilial son, the murderer of your father is right in front of you! And you don't do anything?" The woman slapped her son desperately.

"Wait, Auntie, are you sure it's him? If it's really him, I'll take him to the government office. If not, then you'll have to see the official."

The woman rolled her eyes and gritted her teeth, "How can it be the turn of a little girl like you to be in charge of such a big pharmacy?"

"Call your father out!"

"Don't worry about it. Answer me, are you sure it was him?"

The person who had just been pointed out shrank his neck and touched his face awkwardly.

When the woman saw it, her confidence exploded!

"Oh, that's him! I'll drag him down with me even if I have to go to the eighteenth level of hell."

After saying that, she rushed forward and tried to scratch his face.

Mingyue had someone hold her down.

Mingyue didn't even need to say anything at this moment, the lady next to her had already started to ridicule her.

"Ah, you old hag, you have a very poisonous tongue. I wonder who gave you the courage to wrongly accuse others."

"That's really excessive!"

"These days, the blackmail has even reached the young princess."

The woman was stunned. When she heard the words "little princess", and then looked at Xiao Mingyue, who looked like a lucky doll in front of her, she immediately understood something and felt a little scared.

"You, you, you...you are the princess!"

So what if she's a princess? She's just a little kid!

"I, you, are you trying to protect Zhang Zhongzhong?!" She simply threw the jar into the air.

Sitting on the ground, slapping his thighs and howling loudly.

"Oh, why is my life so miserable! These days, officials protect each other, what can I, an ordinary citizen, do?"

The bystanders couldn't stand it any longer, so they pulled the woman up and shouted at her, "You're trying to extort money from someone, but you didn't even bother to check their background first. This person isn't Dr. Zhang Zhongzhong at all."

The old man who was identified stopped pretending and straightened his back. This was probably the most glorious moment in his life, and dozens of people focused their attention on him.

"I'm just selling sesame oil on the front street, not a doctor."

As he spoke, the man took off his outer robe, revealing his original coarse cloth short coat.

It turned out that at the beginning, after Mingyue asked someone to invite the old woman, he invited the people around who were watching the fun to pretend to be the doctor sitting in the clinic.

When they heard about this new thing that had never happened before, several people were eager to try it, including this old man.

The old man stroked his beard and sternly rebuked her, feeling the admiring glances from all directions and feeling very happy.

Xiao Qian behind him silently gave Mingyue a thumbs up.

Mingyue whispered in her ear, "I told you to watch a show~"

Xiao Qian muttered, "I didn't expect art to come from life."

Then the old woman saw that she could no longer hide the truth, so she knelt down in front of her son and apologized.

"Son, I'm sorry."

The young man was now grief-stricken and stunned. Fortunately, Mingyue had someone make him a bowl of ginseng soup, so he was able to force himself to stand here.

He held his mother's shoulders and said, "Mom, tell me what's wrong. Don't kneel. Your son can't bear it."

"Son, no matter what I did, you must forgive me!"

He already had a bad feeling in his heart.

Mingyue also raised her eyebrows.

Sure enough, the next moment, she began to expose herself.

"That day, I did bring your father to this street, but mother didn't know how to get to the Qian's Clinic, so she asked others along the way."

"Later, your father got tired from walking, so Mom asked him to sit by the roadside while she went to look for him."

"But who knew that a waiter suddenly appeared on the street, saying that he was an apprentice at the Qian's Clinic and that he could see patients for only half the price of the regular doctor."

"Mom, I'll...I'll take your father to see him for treatment."

"Originally, the medicine seemed to be working well, and your father was safe and sound for several days. But who could have known that his condition would suddenly get worse, and he passed away overnight."

"Wow, wow, wow, how am I going to survive?"

The people around her couldn't help but gasp in shock when they heard this, and looked at her with disdain, saying that she was greedy for small gains and ended up losing her life.

"Mother, I kneel down to you! Are you doing this for a few taels of silver? Are you even disregarding father's life?!"

The young man looked like he was about to collapse. He had caused all this trouble, but he didn't expect that it was his old mother who was hurting him behind his back.

The people around couldn't help but sigh.

"Hey, she dares to take advantage of such an important event in her life. I think she is afraid of losing her life."

"Indeed, my mother-in-law usually lives frugally and is reluctant to spend money on anything, but she is willing to spend money on medical treatment."

"Oh, that old man is also miserable, he has to deal with this daughter-in-law, tut tut tut."

"What should this son do? Does it mean his own mother killed his own father?"

The young man knelt on the ground with a dull look in his eyes.

It seemed as if he was going to faint in the next second. No one present could bear to watch him, and the mocking words he said became much less.

"Mom, is it because your son doesn't work hard? Don't I give you all the money I earn?"

"Yes...yes."

"Then why did you want to take advantage of that life-saving money?"

"I, I, I'm just thinking about saving a little bit, right?"

The more she spoke, the more she felt she was right, and the more excited she became.

"You're a grown man, but you don't manage the household. How would you know how expensive firewood, rice, oil, and salt are?"

"I was just trying to take advantage of a small opportunity. Who knew your father would be so unlucky that he wouldn't survive this?"

He looked at his mother in shock, as if he was meeting her for the first time.

"You! You! How can you say such a thing!"

"Why can't I say it? Your father is a short-lived ghost! Fortunately, I..." As she spoke, she covered her mouth in shock.

The young man noticed, "What did you say?! What did you do?!"

He stepped forward and pinched his mother's wrist.

At this time, the sound of uniform footsteps came from the distance.

"Make way! Make way!"

The crowd hurriedly made way.

The leading constable walked up to Mingyue and bowed, "Little Princess, I am here to apprehend the suspect."

Mingyue blinked her eyes for a while before she could utter a word.

"what?"