The king is a disabled doctor, the court is in chaos, and the princess carries a gun and kills peopl

She, Nangong Qing, really doesn't treat herself as an outsider!

Ever since Nangong Xun and Fang Yun divorced, he, who had always lived a luxurious life, had to tighten his belt.

The servants in the palace were either sold or dispersed, trying their best to save money. After all, Nangong Yan, who married Prince Qi, was neglected by him because of her disfigured appearance, so they had to do everything they could to raise enough money as soon as possible to help her find a doctor.

I finally got back a roast chicken, thinking it would be a treat, but I didn't expect it to be eaten by her and Tong'er!

"vomit……"

Nangong Qing had just taken two bites when the nausea suddenly hit her again. She quickly threw the chicken leg on the table, took out a silk handkerchief from the table, and wiped it twice.

"Princess, what's wrong?"

Tong'er, who was enjoying her meal, hurriedly put down the chicken leg in her hand and asked anxiously. The princess had been feeling unwell for a while, suffering from nausea and vomiting from time to time, and now her condition was getting worse.

Nangong Qing waved her hand to indicate that nothing was wrong. Who knew what had happened recently? She suddenly felt nauseous and vomited all the time, and she felt a little lazy. She checked her body and found it was normal. It must be because she had been busy recently and hadn't rested well.

"It's okay, Tong'er, I'll have some rice porridge..."

Nangong Qing dry heaved twice but still couldn't vomit anything. He looked up at the hot and sour pickles on the table, picked up a few with his fingers and ate them, then took a few mouthfuls of white rice porridge directly with a spoon.

The bowls on the table were all used by Nangong Xun and Xue Yuping, a pair of beasts, so she wouldn't use them.

"Hmph! As the Princess of Yu, you don't know how to sit or eat properly! It's really indecent!"

Nangong Xun really couldn't bear it anymore. He stood aside, panting like a cow, glaring, gritting his teeth and shouting angrily.

A fool is a fool. Even if she becomes the Princess of Yu, what good will it do? She still can't change her vulgar and despicable nature!

With this kind of behavior, Li Zhenting will divorce her sooner or later! Let her be arrogant for now, she will suffer sooner or later!

Just when Nangong Xun was secretly happy, he heard Nangong Qing's faint voice.

"Oh? I remember that Master Nangong Xun was the top scholar in the imperial examination and is now the tutor of the Crown Prince. As a scholar, the most important thing for him is propriety, righteousness, integrity and honor, right?"

"Then I ask you, when Princess Yu personally visited the Nangong Residence, shouldn't Master Nangong Xun and Concubine Xue be expected to kneel and kowtow? Not only do you show no regard for etiquette, but you even dare to question me. How audacious!"

Nangong Qing sat at the dining table, eating some spicy pickles in his hand. He narrowed his eyes and scolded Nangong Xun.

Nangong Xun was angry but dared not say anything. After all, she, Nangong Qing, was now the Princess of Yu. According to the laws of the Great Yan Kingdom, he should kneel down and kowtow when the princess visited him.

But how could he be willing to do that!

Ever since Nangong Qing married Prince Yu, she had been deliberately provoking trouble time and time again. If she, Nangong Qing, hadn't managed to embarrass Nangong Yan in front of the Emperor and Empress, how could he, Nangong Xun, have become the laughing stock of the court officials!

"Nangong Qing, don't use your status as Princess Yu to pressure me! Don't forget, your name is Nangong Qing! I am your father!"

Nangong Xun gritted his teeth and spoke with a dark face.

"Pfft!"

Nangong Qing burst into laughter, raised her smiling little face, tilted her head, grabbed the small bowl of pickles, and threw it at his face!

"Snapped!"

The bowl of pickles fell right on Nangong Xun's face, and the soup mixed with sauce and chili peppers splashed everywhere. The chili juice splashed into Nangong Xun's eyes, causing him to cover his eyes and scream in pain.

"You, you, you rebellious girl..."

Xue Yuping hurriedly took a handkerchief to help Nangong Xun wipe it. Nangong Xun became even more furious. He raised his arms high and cursed, and was about to hit Nangong Qing.

"Rebellious daughter? You, a concubine, are scolding me? You're so bold!"

Nangong Qing stood up calmly, grabbed Nangong Xun's raised arm, and gently put it behind him. There was only a crisp sound~~~

"what……"

Nangong Xun's face turned pale in an instant, and he collapsed to the ground with a howl like a pig being slaughtered. Waves of severe pain came from his mouth, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

I thought to myself that this was not good, I was afraid that my bones were broken!

Xue Yuping didn't even bother to stand aside and order people around, and hurriedly pounced on Nangong Xun and asked him questions.

"Master, Master...what's wrong with you...Nangong Qing, even if you hate me and Yan'er, he is your biological father after all, how can you treat your biological father like this?

You are so cruel! Lambs still kneel to suckle, and crows still know how to repay their parents! As a princess, can you kill your own father? You are bearing the Nangong surname! "

What made her even more angry was that the little bitch Tong'er sat there eating and drinking as if nothing had happened. Not only did she finish the chicken leg, but she also ate up most of the remaining roast chicken.

"And you, little bitch! You've been a Nangong family member since birth, and your parents are still working in the Nangong Mansion. You're an accomplice to the evil, aren't you afraid of getting your parents into trouble?"

Xiao Tong'er, whose mouth was full of oil, blinked his eyes in confusion and threw the remaining meat bones directly in front of Xue Yuping.

"Dad and Mom? What's that? I don't know."

Tong'er looked nonchalant.

Her parents, servants in the Nangong Mansion, had never treated her like a human being. In her memory, she had never received any support or comfort, only beatings, scolding, and insults every day. Such parents were better off not having them.

Nangong Qing grinned and nodded, that's right!

As a human being, we should always pay attention to reciprocity. If you respect me one foot, I will respect you ten feet! Tong'er took this opportunity to quickly distance herself from her conscienceless slave parents and avoid any bad feelings.

"Oh, Aunt Xue's words do remind me of something."

"Nangong Xun! Since my mother has divorced you, it's inappropriate for me to continue to use the Nangong surname! I came to your house today to let you know.

From now on, I no longer want the surname Nangong, so my younger brother, Nangong Xin, will naturally take the same name as me! From now on, we two siblings will take our mother's surname, Fang! Master Nangong Xun and Concubine Xue, please remember this and don't forget it!

Nangong Qing said this calmly, then picked up an exquisite tea bowl on the table and played with it in his hands.

"If I remember correctly, every blade of grass, every brick, every tile in the Nangong Mansion was purchased with my mother's money! You, Nangong Xunxue, have lived there for free for over a decade, you've already profited from it. Tong'er, the sound of breaking porcelain is so clear and melodious, I remember it as being so beautiful..."

Tong'er understood, picked up a tea bowl, and threw it at Nangong Xun who was lying on the ground! If Nangong Xun hadn't dodged in time, I'm afraid this tea bowl would have smashed his head into pieces!

What a sin! What a sin!

Nangong Qing was already a demon, and a slave like Tong'er was so arrogant! He even dared to hit him!

Nangong Qing, who was extremely angry, struggled to get up. She endured the pain and tried to argue with Nangong Qing again. Nangong Qing suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled out the golden hairpin that was stuck in Xue Yuping's bun.

"You, you, what on earth are you going to do..."

Xue Yuping, with her hair disheveled and disheveled, raised her chest and breathed heavily. She pointed at Nangong Qing and scolded him loudly, but she couldn't even utter a coherent word.