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

Chapter 332 The image of a gentleman collapses

Before he could finish his words, he felt his throat go hoarse and he couldn't utter a single word!

Ji Huaiche looked at Chen Hu in horror, and Chen Hu looked innocent.

What are you looking at? It wasn't him who pressed Ji Huaiche's mute point just now.

Who made him talk so badly? Even Luo Junhe in the carriage couldn't stand it anymore!

Others might not have noticed it, but Chen Hu saw it with his own eyes. A small stone as big as a fingernail flew out of the carriage.

It's very fast, yet very inconspicuous.

Chen Hu only needed to think about it and he knew that their Prince Ye was venting his anger on the princess.

Ji Huaiche obviously misunderstood that he was the one who did it!

Chen Hu looked at him with his mouth wide open but unable to utter a word. He inexplicably thought of the fish in the water that was about to die of thirst.

Before the fish died, it opened its mouth wide and began to roll its eyes.

At this moment, Ji Huaiche had apparently begun to identify him using sign language. He signaled the guards of the Dali Temple to step forward and grab Chen Hu, forcing him to hand over the antidote.

Seeing the people from the Dali Temple approaching, Chen Hu immediately ran to Ji Yuntang and accused her:

"Princess, it's fine that Third Young Master Ji is trying to scam you, but Prince Ji is also trying to scam his subordinates. Is their whole family a professional scammer?"

Ji Yuntang: "..."

Chen Hu has been with her for so long that he even learned the word "pengci"?

Yes, he is a talented person with great potential.

After Ji Yuntang slapped Ji Zihang for the last time, he withdrew his hand and asked Chen Hu.

"what happened?"

Chen Hu said with great grievance: "So many eyes were watching, and I didn't even touch Prince Ji, and he suddenly became like this!"

"He was sick but instead of going to the doctor for treatment, he actually wanted the people from the Dali Temple to arrest me. I feel so wronged!"

As soon as Chen Hu finished speaking, Ji Huaiche suddenly became excited.

His mouth was wide open and his chest heaved like a volcano ready to erupt at any time.

Everyone only saw his mouth moving but could not hear any sound.

"You are a fool who is neither a donkey nor a horse, and you are neither a human nor a human. You are such a shameless bird, and you are still pretending to be a big shot."

"I don't know how much magic that bitch Ji Yuntang has poured into you to make you go against your conscience and serve her. By the time you are no longer useful, you may not even know how you died..."

As Ji Huaiche was cursing, he suddenly realized that everyone was staring at him in shock.

Even Ji Zihang, whose face was swollen and red after being beaten by Ji Yuntang, looked as if he had seen a ghost.

Ji Huaiche's heart skipped a beat. He touched his neck and tried to breathe in and out. Suddenly, he found that he seemed to be able to speak?

Then didn't everyone around him hear the swearing he just said?

Ji Huaiche: "..."

Ji Huaiche: "!!!"

When he realized this, he froze in place as if struck by lightning.

Ji Huaiche was a little dumbfounded. The reason why he cursed Chen Hu so unscrupulously just now was because he tried many times and was sure that his throat could not make any sound.

No one could hear what he said.

He firmly believed that it was Chen Hu who poisoned him.

Ji Huaiche asked Chen Hu for the antidote, but Chen Hu pretended to be innocent. Ji Huaiche simply let himself go and started cursing at Chen Hu.

Ji Huaiche vented all the dirty words he could think of, and even Ji Yuntang was scolded by him.

When he was out, Ji Huaiche always maintained his image as a modest gentleman and was careful with his words and actions.

Except for the time when he couldn't control his temper when he met Ji Yuntang, he was always polite to others.

But who would have thought that his swearing was heard by so many people?

And he himself doesn't even know it.

Ji Huaiche was completely dumbfounded until the people around him started pointing at him, then Ji Huaiche realized that the gentleman image he had worked so hard to maintain for more than ten years had completely collapsed!

He wanted to cry but couldn't find a place to cry.

For the first time in his life, Ji Huaiche felt the greatest malice.

Ironically, his image in the eyes of the people has changed from the handsome, elegant, gentle and noble Prince Ji to a man who relies on his power and is mean-spirited.

The drastic difference in the names made Ji Huaiche feel as if he had fallen from heaven to hell.

He never imagined that one day his image would be destroyed by his own hands without any room for maneuver.

In the study next door, Mrs. Meng saw her two most proud sons, one of whom was beaten by Ji Yuntang until his mouth and nose were bleeding, and the other was surrounded and pointed at by the people.

She was so heartbroken that she almost suffocated, and tears flowed out in torrents.

"Che'er, Hang'er, my poor sons, they are all the pride of heaven. Everyone in the capital who sees them will praise me for my good fortune to have given birth to three such outstanding sons."

"Who would have thought that Che'er and Hang'er were so tricked that they had no power to fight back. The injuries to their bodies hurt me as a mother. How could my precious sons have ever suffered such humiliation?"

The more Meng thought about it, the more heartbroken she felt. She was about to open the door to go out, but Ji Nanchuan grabbed her arm.

He asked with a dark face, "Where are you going?"

Meng's curled fingertips pressed hard against her palms, and she said with red eyes: "I'll go get a doctor for Hang'er, and by the way, seek justice for Che'er."

"Hang'er was injured like this by that bitch Ji Yuntang, and no one has mentioned hiring a doctor for him for such a long time. He has always had a strong sense of self-esteem, and he still has to participate in the competition tomorrow. If the swelling on his face doesn't go down, how can he face people at the Canglang Poetry Talk tomorrow?"

"And Che'er, you and I know Che'er very well. He is always careful with his words and actions, treats everyone with courtesy, and has never cursed a single word."

"He definitely didn't mean to say those words. He was poisoned by the lackey next to Ji Yuntang. Che'er is the victim. If the people want to curse, they should curse the person who poisoned him. Why curse my Che'er?"

"As a mother, I will go and ask for an explanation for them today!"

Meng was about to rush out of the door when she finished speaking, but Ji Nanchuan pulled her back again. He said sternly, "You are not allowed to go!"

"Che'er showed up down there. Some people are already saying that he took advantage of his position to bully Ji Yuntang. If you show up again, wouldn't that tell them that the accident with the carriage in Prince Ye's Mansion just now was caused by our Yongning Marquis Mansion?"

"Che'er and Hang'er have always been arrogant and proud, looking down on everyone. This time they suffered a great loss at the hands of Ji Yuntang, so let them remember this lesson."

"Only by engraving today's shame in their minds will they not be so impulsive in the future, and only by knowing what to say and what not to say, what to do and what not to do, will they change."