When the Alluring Queen opened her eyes, all the kings in the world knelt down

Jiang Jingyue was confused, and slowly stood up on her knees. Her hair was slightly messy, and she was already a bit embarrassed: "Your Highness asked me why the emperor was angry, and my daughter-in-law told me the truth -"

Snap!

The queen was so angry that she slapped her again with her backhand.

With a "bang", Jiang Jingyue's head hit the bedpost. The pain made her eyes black and foggy.

The air seemed to be quieter, eerily quiet.

A cold and ruthless scolding sounded in my ears: "Are you brainless? Xiu Han just woke up and is still very weak. Why can't you just take a moment to tell the truth?!"

"Trash! Ever since Xiuhan broke off the engagement and married you, 놛's luck has been getting worse day by day. You are a plague god!"

"녤 palace was really blind back then!"

"What are you all doing standing still? Are you all dead! Go and invite the imperial doctor! Invite all the imperial doctors to the 녤 palace! If there is anything wrong with the eldest daughter, the 녤 palace will let you all be buried with him!"

A ray of warmth slipped from her forehead, and Jiang Jingyue was so dizzy that she even wondered if she was about to die.

However, there was an angry curse in his ears, but he could hear it so clearly.

Jiang Jingyue suddenly felt a rage in her heart. She hated the emperor for abolishing the throne of the queen, hated the queen for being so high and powerful, hated the queen for not living up to expectations, and hated her eldest brother's suggestion that the queen lost her position.

She hates Yan Li even more, because Yan Li is the culprit who caused all this situation!

If it weren't for Yan Li, she wouldn't have suffered such a serious crime due to "bad conduct".

If it weren't for Yan Li, the three brothers would not have been suppressed and the Jiang family would not have lost power.

If it weren't for Yan Li, Tai 떚 wouldn't have written that letter to the King of Western Xinjiang. If 놛 didn't write the letter, he wouldn't have been intercepted, and he wouldn't have been deposed because of it.

None of this will happen.

"What are you still doing?" The Queen looked down at Jiang Jingyue condescendingly, "Are you stupid?"

Jiang Jingyue suddenly came back to her senses from her hatred. She stood up from the ground slowly and stiffly, knelt upright, and humbly admitted her mistake: "It's my daughter-in-law's fault. Please calm down."

The queen suppressed her anger and looked at her thoughtfully: "Aunt Yan and Aunt Li have taught me for a few days, and the rules have indeed improved a lot."

After the words fell, Jiang Jingyue's face turned pale.

These words pierced her heart like a sharp sword, making her feel both pain and humiliation.

The days she was taught by Aunt Yan and Aunt Li were a nightmare that she never wanted to mention again, and a shame in her life.

However, the queen mentioned her on the day, as if ruthlessly tearing open a bloody wound, the pain was unbearable, and the humiliation was unbearable.

Jiang Jingyue could not resist, she could only hold her palm tightly and endure the pain and humiliation.

She couldn't help but ask herself, what on earth was she doing?

She failed to obtain the position of a concubine and suffered humiliation instead.

How did she end up in this situation?

"Queen, the doctor is here!"

The queen looked outside the palace, and several imperial doctors hurriedly came with medicine boxes. She suppressed the anger in her heart and said coldly: "Take good care of Xiuhan. If anything happens to you, the palace will not let you go!" ŴŴŴ .

Jiang Jingyue lowered her eyebrows and responded: "Yes."

"Get up."

Jiang Jingyue stood up silently and palely, a ray of blood on her forehead was shocking, but she stood aside as if nothing was wrong, quietly watching the imperial doctor salute the queen, and then stepped forward one by one to check Mu Xiuhan's injuries.

After the imperial doctor read it carefully, he reported to the queen: "His Royal Highness, King Xian, is no longer injured. It only hurts his muscles and bones for a day. In addition, the staff is heavy, so King Xian will still be in pain for a few days. I will give it to His Highness." 뇾Some good medicine to help with injury recovery, the Queen is not worried."

After saying that, an old imperial physician began to skillfully change Mu Xiuhan's dressing.

After opening her clothes, the bruises and purple swelling on her back were shocking. Jiang Jingyue looked at her, her eyes already as calm as dead water.

The imperial doctor changed the medicine, but Mu Xiuhan still didn't wake up.

The queen frowned: "When will King Xian wake up?"

"Back to the Queen, Your Highness should wake up at night." The imperial doctor replied respectfully, and then explained some precautions, "You need someone to keep an eye on you at night. After you wake up, let King Xian drink some warm water. If King Xian is still energetic, Yes, you can eat a small amount of light food.”

Jiang Jingyue stood aside, listening to the imperial doctor saying "Xianwang" in her ears, as if the former imperial concubine had completely become a powerless idler, and she felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart.

What she wants is the status of a concubine, the prominent position in the world as a stepmother, and the power to be as high and high as the woman in front of her, and to beat whoever she wants.

What she wants is for everyone to crawl under her feet, and all women in the world have to look at her face. Whoever she wants will die, she is not a "free princess" without real power.

Jiang Jingyue took a gentle breath, and the cold air swirled in her lungs, extinguishing her out-of-control emotions.

"Jiang Jingyue." The queen turned her eyes slightly and looked at Jiang Jingyue who was standing beside the bed. There was a warning in her eyes, "Take good care of King Xian. If you wake up at night, say more words that make you happy and don't irritate him anymore. Listen. Have you arrived?"

Jiang Jingyue lowered her head and replied: "My daughter-in-law knows, thank you mother for teaching me."

The queen glanced at her son on the bed again, and quickly left with the others.

When the nuns and palace maids beside her turned around, they looked at Jiang Jingyue with very subtle eyes, like affection, like pity, but also faintly sarcastic.

Jiang Jingyue wasn't sure if that was her illusion... No, it wasn't an illusion.

All of them pitied her and laughed at her.

They all wanted to see her down and out, to see her in a mess, to see her fall into the quagmire.

These cunning slaves who flatter the powerful and bully the weak!

Jiang Jingyue took a deep breath, raised her hand to stroke her burning cheek, and remembered the humiliation of the day in her heart.

When she sits on the throne of the queen in the future, she will definitely kill all those maids and palace maids who saw her in such a mess.