The Crown Princess is reborn and returns to subvert the world

However, Aunt Yu underestimated the cruelty and cold-bloodedness of the bald man. He didn't care that Aunt Yu was old and punched her in the temple, knocking her unconscious.

"you!"

The moment Grandma Yu fell to the ground, Jiang Peipei whipped out her whip.

The whip wrapped around the bald man's wrist and pulled him flying.

Several other men saw this and exclaimed, "Mr. Murong!"

As soon as they finished speaking, the bald man fell to the ground like a dog chewing shit, and fell face down on the ground.

"How dare you attack Mr. Murong!" Several men ignored the bald man on the ground, no, Mr. Murong as they called him, and all rushed towards Jiang Peipei.

Princess Linglong saw that many people were going to fight one person, so she also drew her sword and went forward.

Jixiang ignored the men and walked quickly to Grandma Yu, then put his hand on her pulse.

Erya cried and said, "Miss, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I just fainted temporarily. Erya, help me help grandma get into the car."

At this time, Ni Xia heard the noise and got out of the carriage, looking at the injured Nanny Yu with no change in her eyes.

"Sister Ni Xia, grandma, she, grandma..."

Ni Xia ignored Erya and walked straight towards Master Murong on the ground.

"Ni Xia, don't do anything!" Ji Xiang started to warn, but Ni Xia's hand had already grasped Mr. Murong's wrist, and with a click, the wrist was broken by her.

With a scream, the men who were fighting with Jiang Peipei and Linglong became motionless as if they were nailed to the spot.

Jixiang shook his head helplessly.

This, why is this Ni Xia suddenly like opening a blind box? If he doesn't take action, he will be ruthless.

Jiang Peipei and Princess Linglong understood instantly. They both came to Ni Xia and praised her happily.

"Ni Xia, you are indeed a good person. This kind of person should be given a taste of being beaten!"

"There are a few of them. You should go over and teach them a lesson. The princess and I will cheer you on!" Jiang Peipei said happily.

When several men heard that Ni Xia was coming to deal with them, they ran away.

In an instant, the only one left in front of the tea shop was the bald Mr. Murong who was still screaming.

He looked at his companions who had abandoned him and ran away, and shouted, "Don't abandon me, come back and avenge me!"

But no one stopped, and no one looked back.

There was only a voice that drifted away in the wind, "Sir, just wait, we will go back to the city to bring in reinforcements!"

They didn't even care about their carriage, they got on their horses and bolted away.

A few gorgeous carriages were left parked on the roadside.

"Oh, it turns out you are from Suzhou City." Jixiang walked towards the bald Master Murong, "Your wrist has been broken, do you want to restore it to its original shape?"

Mr. Murong nodded desperately, "Get me a diagnosis and treatment quickly! Otherwise, I will definitely prevent you from leaving Suzhou!"

After his wrist was broken by Ni Xia, he felt excruciating pain in his ankle, as if his ankle was also broken.

"Humph, it's so unreasonable to ask for help! Cousin, don't worry about him! Just let him hurt to death!"

"That's right, forget about hurting him to death!" Linglong also said.

Ji Xiang looked at Master Murong and said, "Fifty thousand taels!"

"What did you say?!" Bald Master Murong was furious, "Why didn't you go and grab it?!"

"Of course, you can also choose not to treat it." Ji Xiang said calmly, "If you leave a broken bone alone, it may grow back in two or three months. However, if the bone seam is misplaced, what will happen next depends on it. You’re in luck, son.”

Linglong chuckled, "Sister-in-law Wang, you are indeed the best!"

"Yes, let him save some money and grow up on his own. Let's go to the city!" As she said this, she dragged Jixiang and pretended to leave.

The bald Mr. Murong was scared, "Wait a minute, I'll treat you!"

Linglong looked at Ji Xiang and smiled, looking proud of his success.

Ji Xiang turned around and looked at Bald Murong extending his hand.

"But my wrist was damaged by your people, so you should cure it for me!"

Ni Xia was angry and wanted to step forward again.

The bald Mr. Murong was so frightened that he moved back again and again.

"If you attack me again, I will definitely make you regret it!"

Ni Xia ignored him and reached out to grab the bald head, but Ji Xiang quickly shouted to stop.

"Okay, Ni Xia, this is enough."

Ni Xia retreated, but her eyes on the bald head were still cold and stern.

The bald man was so frightened that his words were trembling, "Originally, you broke my wrist, and I owe you compensation!"

"In this case, I don't want any compensation. As long as you cure me, we will be even!"

As he talked, he seemed to feel that the truth was indeed on his side, and he felt somewhat confident.

"Master, why do you think so? You were obviously the one who hit our grandma in front. Ni Xia, what's wrong with grandma Yu?" Jixiang asked.

Ni Xia replied, "Still unconscious."

Ji Xiang looked at Bald Murong, "If something happens to grandma, how are you going to compensate us?!"

Bald Murong was startled and lost his theory for a moment.

"So, if it's 50,000 taels, if you lose one point, your wrist won't be healed." Ji Xiang still said calmly.

"I'll treat it, I'll treat it, you'll treat it for me right away." For some reason, when Jixiang said that his wrist would not recover, he suddenly felt the pain in his wrist getting worse.

The heart-wrenching pain seemed to be hollowing out his heart bit by bit, and it stung so hard that his whole chest felt like it was being roasted on a fire.

Bald Murong said hurriedly, "I'll cure it, I'll cure it!" He dug a hand into his chest and took out a stack of banknotes.

"There are more than 10,000 taels here. When it is cured, I will go back to my hometown to make up for what I owe!"

Jixiang winked at Erya.

Erya immediately stepped forward to take the banknote and quickly counted it.

"Miss, a total of twelve thousand taels."

"Okay, I still owe thirty-eight thousand taels. Write her an IOU and have him sign it," Ji Xiang said.

"Okay!" Erya turned around and ran towards the carriage, and soon came back with a pen and ink, "Miss, here it is!"

Jixiang picked up the pen and wrote an IOU on the rice paper that Jiang Peipei and Linglong had stretched out, and asked Bald Murong to sign it.

The bald Murong no longer looked domineering and arrogant as before, and he wrote his name on the IOU aggrievedly.

Although his handwriting was crooked and looked like ghost characters, everyone still recognized his name.

"Tongren Murong?!"