The Female Cannon Fodder Is Highly Poisonous

When Princess Zhao returned home, everyone from the concierge to the maids had a sad face. The closer they got to the inner courtyard, the uglier their faces became.

As soon as she entered the inner courtyard, she smelled the unpleasant smell of Chinese medicine. She sensed something was wrong and immediately caught a servant who was running out in a hurry, "What happened?"

The servant cursed in his heart, Princess, you also came from the palace, don't you know how long the marquis has been kneeling in the palace, and both his legs were disabled?

Although he was disdainful and disdainful in his heart, the servants who knew the princess' temper well did not dare to express his thoughts on their faces.

He lowered his head and said respectfully, "Back to the princess, it's the Marquis who injured his knee. I'm going to call the doctor."

We have already invited three famous doctors in the capital, and they all talked very implicitly: not too hot, not too cold, not exposed to wind, not tired, anything that is bad for the knees, and we should rest more and walk less. Otherwise, it is very likely that it will be completely disabled and become a paralysis.

Zhao Wenhui frowned, "Is it so serious?"

Servant: "..."

Is it serious or not? You’ll know it once you go in and take a look?

Because he was in a hurry to run errands, the servant left quickly. As soon as Zhao Wenhui walked into Mrs. Hou's bedroom, she was slapped by Mrs. Hou who was spinning around on the floor in a hurry.

Standing next to her was the crown prince Zhao Wenyong, who also looked at her coldly.

"What did I tell you? There is no good thing in rushing. The regent is a very powerful person. If you piss him off, once he gets angry, it will be easier to crush us to death than to crush an ant. You don't listen to me, but I was seduced by that aunt of yours and wanted to climb high, but what happened? Go in and see your father and see what has become of him!"

After the beating, Mrs. Hou started to curse, and everyone in the room except those who were waiting for Marquis Wu Ling in front of the bed left the room.

Otherwise, after seeing this joke, the princess would not let them go.

As soon as the servant left, Mrs. Hou scolded her even more fiercely.

"Do you have no looks or family background? Apart from the regent, are there no other good men in the world? You refused to marry your cousin, but will the regent be willing to marry you? Now that your reputation has become like this, it's not just you. If I can’t get married, the marriages of other daughters’ families in the clan will also be affected. How do you want me to explain to the clan members?”

This was the first time that Mrs. Hou had scolded Zhao Wenhui like this, but only now did she realize what the slap was for.

Looking at the furious Madam Hou, she also cursed, "You are starting to blame me now? When I was a child, weren't you the one who kept telling me that I would definitely marry the prince and my cousin in the future? If it weren't for all of you They all swore that I would become the Princess Regent, sent me to my aunt, and made me believe that the Prince Regent would definitely marry me. Am I what I am now?"

Madam Hou was startled, and then cursed, "Now you blame me for being embarrassed? If it was embarrassing for me to go to the palace, weren't you the ones who asked me to bring shame to the family in the first place? Why are you blaming me for everything now? superior?"

"That was before. The situation in Beijing has been changing. I have told you since last year..."

"If you really want to stop me, let the maid and mother-in-law guard the door and lock me in the house. Can I still grow wings and fly out? Isn't it because you see that my aunt is useless and want to take advantage of me? Climb the great tree of the Regent!”

Mrs. Hou's eyes darkened and she almost fainted. The Crown Prince Zhao Wenyong who was beside her immediately supported her.