My doctor concubine has a big temper

Chapter 5 Scary Identity
Ni Junya glanced at the folding fan that fell on the ground, and asked with a smile: "Is Your Highness the Crown Prince overjoyed?"

With a flick of the toe, the folding fan flew up and was firmly caught in the hand.Murong Ji fanned his fan quickly, and said angrily: "I think your brain is broken."

"Yes." Ni Junya sighed softly, "It's because my brain is broken that I want to marry His Highness the Crown Prince."

The folding fan in Murong Ji's hand made a creaking sound that made people's teeth ache, and the words squeezed out through the gap between his teeth: "I have to thank you, huh?"

"Well, you're welcome." Ni Junya accepted it generously, and Murong Ji was so angry that his nose almost crooked.

"What's the matter? Your Highness is still not convinced?" Ni Junya raised her eyebrows and sneered, "Relying on the status of the prince, the ignorant dude is arrogant and will be deposed sooner or later. People around him will be unlucky."

Murong Ji narrowed his eyes, and said with a playful smile: "It's so unlucky, why are you still in such a rush to marry Bengong?"

"Duke Dingguo's mansion has no place for me, so why not take a big gamble and help His Highness take the throne of Yanguo?" Ni Junya chuckled.

She can help Murong Wen ascend to the throne. Now that she has experienced two lifetimes of trials, can she still not disturb the muddy waters of the royal family?
Murong Ji laughed loudly: "As the prince of Yan Kingdom, this palace can belong to someone else?"

"Really?" Ni Junya glanced past Murong Ji to those killers.

"It's not worth mentioning that kind of young people." Murong Ji shook the folding fan in his hand and said disdainfully.

"That's right." Ni Junya chuckled lightly, "With His Highness's skills, they are really worth nothing. It's just..."

Glancing at the confident Murong Ji, Ni Junya dropped a shocking news: "Your Highness is poisoned, and the matter of dying soon is not worth mentioning?"

One year after she married Murong Wen, the arrogant and incompetent Crown Prince who was "well-known" in the capital died of illness.

The folding fan in Murong Ji's hand paused slightly, and then smiled easily: "Poisoned? I don't even know about it myself. How did you know?"

Good concentration!
Ni Junya praised in her heart, she was much stronger than Murong Wen just because of her character.

"Your Highness, do you think that Master Weichen's disciples can't even detect mere toxicity?" Ni Junya opened her eyes and said nonsense, smiling calmly.

"Master Liaochen?" Even Murong Ji, who was not showing any signs of expression, couldn't help being surprised, "Are you a disciple of Master Liaochen?"

"Exactly." Ni Junya raised her chin slightly.

Murong Ji looked at Ni Junya in doubt.

Master Liaochen is an eminent monk who is both excellent in medicine and martial arts.It has been extinct for many years, but it is still famous.

"Do you have evidence?" Murong Ji asked.

"How do I know the identity of His Highness when I was raised in Zhuangzi? How can I know that His Highness is poisonous? What's more, does anyone dare to pretend to be a disciple of Master Chen?" Ni Junya asked unhurriedly.

Murong Ji pondered for a moment, then Fang said: "You asked me to marry you, why?"

"Don't His Highness the Crown Prince know that the Third Prince is planning to marry the lady of Duke Ding's Mansion?" Ni Junya asked with a smile.

"Murong Wen wants to marry you?" Murong Ji immediately figured out the key point, "It seems that your stepmother wants to use you to overwhelm Aunt Chen and establish her position as the head of the Dingguo Palace."

What a Murong Wen, he actually wanted to take on Ding Guogong, a powerful minister.

Murong Ji narrowed his eyes, and instantly approached Ni Junya, his big hands clamped around her slender neck, tightened, showing a murderous look.

(End of this chapter)