The poisonous concubine is very arrogant, making the crippled king blush and his heart beat fast

The clinic closed early, and after Wen Mohan left, Jiang Mengli came to Miaoxiangzhai.

Bai Chenhuan had not left yet, and when he saw her coming, he apologized sincerely.

"Ms. Jiang, I'm very sorry about what happened today. Aunt Hong didn't know that her long-lost niece would be like this."

Jiang Mengli followed him into the inner room and glanced at Aunt Hong who was unconscious on the couch. "So Mu He is her niece. This world is so wonderful and surprising."

As he spoke, he walked to the couch and took out silver needles to perform acupuncture on him.

After a while, Aunt Hong slowly woke up. She looked around blankly, then suddenly thought of something and stood up abruptly.

"Wanniang, where is Wanniang? Save her quickly, she can't die!"

Go out without wearing shoes.

As a result, she was so flustered that she stepped on her skirt and fell to the ground.

Jiang Mengli looked back at her and calmly helped her to her feet. "She's already dead. Even a Daluo Immortal can't save her."

These words exploded like a thunderbolt above her head.

He seemed to have been drained of all his strength and was unable to stand, his face was very pale.

The scene where Mu He was knocked down by the carriage also emerged in his mind.

"Ah..." Aunt Hong broke down and screamed, smacking her head in self-blame. "Why did I let her get lost? Why didn't I continue looking for her?"

"If I had kept her by my side since she was little, wouldn't this have happened? I have no idea what she's been through since she was little."

Bai Chenhuan frowned slightly and sighed softly, "She brought this upon herself. She has driven herself to this desperate situation."

"The deceased is gone, so don't blame yourself anymore. You can go to the government office later to get the body back and bury it properly. Don't worry about Miao Xiang Zhai's affairs at this time."

This incident made Bai Chenhuan very angry. It had a really big impact, and the key was that it offended a lot of people.

Several of the victimized ladies were also considered official wives, as was Wen Mohan, the big Buddha.

If they still care about this matter, the position of the imperial merchant may be squeezed out next year.

Aunt Hong knew she was in the wrong and said in a hoarse voice, "Master, please forgive me. I didn't know she would do such a thing."

"There's no point in talking more, just have a good rest." Bai Chenhuan said and turned to leave.

This matter has not been dealt with yet, he must deal with it.

Aunt Hong sat on a chair, wiping her tears and asking, "Miss Jiang, you should know a lot about Wan Niang, right?"

Jiang Mengli also sat down. "At first, she seduced Wen Mohan. I thought she was Wen Mohan's dream lover..."

She slowly told him some things about Muhe.

Including the tampering at the hunting ground that caused Wen Jingyun to lose his leg, including the beating of his leg by Princess Jing...

Aunt Hong was shocked after hearing this. It was incredible that she could still live to this day after doing all these things.

After Jiang Mengli finished speaking, he comforted her for a while until she calmed down before leaving Miaoxiangzhai.

For the hotpot in the evening, she personally bought a lot of vegetables.

Jiang watched her make hot pot again and helped to prepare the dishes, "A-Li, stay away from Wen Mohan from now on. You are not suitable for him."

I haven’t been able to eat or sleep well these days because of this incident, and I feel like there’s a lump in my heart.

When he had nothing to do, he would recite scriptures and chant Buddhist scriptures, hoping that Wen Mohan and Jiang Mengli were not half-siblings.

Wen Mohan would come to her house these past two days, and she couldn't wait to tell him about her doubts.

Jiang Mengli was cutting pork belly and said helplessly, "Grandma, you should know that I have tried my best to avoid him, but I can't avoid him."

"But he's going to war tomorrow, and I don't know if he'll come back alive. Even if he does, I don't know when he'll be back. Don't worry about him coming back."

The sword has no eyes on the battlefield.

What's more, there are also medicine men to deal with.

Those who can be so cruel to the alchemist are extremely cruel and vicious and difficult to deal with.

Jiang was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then came to her senses and asked, "Who are we fighting this time? Is it dangerous? Why is he always asked to go to war? It's like he's the only one in the Great Sheng Dynasty who can lead troops in battle!"

Thinking about how dangerous it is, I still feel worried.

Feeling uneasy, she put the rotten leaves of the vegetables into the basin and threw the good leaves on the ground.

"Grandma, you threw the wrong one." Jiang Mengli hurriedly picked up the good one. "Were you worried about his safety when you said that just now? You should be hoping that he will die outside."

That's how it should be. If you die outside, you won't be bothered anymore.

Jiang Shi became anxious when she heard this and raised her hand to slap her on the butt. "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't say such unlucky words. Just because I don't want you to be together doesn't mean I want him to die."

"You're making me so mad, girl. Bah! Say what you said before, or I'll beat you up if you dare to say something like that again. Do you hear me?"

Jiang Mengli didn't expect her to react so strongly, so he curled his lips and did as he was told, "Okay, I bah bah bah... God will forget what I said before, and he will return with a great victory."

Hey……

"No, I have to ask the Buddha for help." Jiang was still uneasy. She got up and went back to the house and knelt in front of the Buddha to pray.

It gets dark.

He Yu brought out the stove and started to light a fire.

Forrest Gump hung more lanterns around to make the place brighter.

Jiang Mengli said to Aunt Liu who was carrying the dishes and chopsticks, "Bring an extra set of dishes and chopsticks."

Jiang asked doubtfully, "Who's coming?"

Jiang Mengli responded somewhat sourly, "Of course it's the Prince of Yu, whom you love so much, who wants to come. He wants to have a hot pot meal that I made before he leaves."

As soon as the words fell, the door was pushed open.

A graceful figure walked in.

He had a powerful aura, and everyone except Jiang Mengli felt a sense of oppression and saluted respectfully.

Wen Mohan was in a good mood. "No need to be polite. Just treat it as usual."

Jiang Mengli smiled wryly, "You really don't consider yourself an outsider. But you can't eat for free. You have to wash the dishes later."

These words made everyone present gasp.

He actually asked Prince Yu to wash the dishes!

I'm afraid he's never done dishes in his life.

Jiang glared at her and said angrily, "A-Li!"

"Don't blame me, grandma. It's just washing dishes. I agree." Wen Mohan responded with a smile, without any look of displeasure.

Hearing this, Jiang Mengli smiled and said, "Grandma, he agreed to this himself. As a man of both literary and martial talents, washing dishes is a piece of cake for him."

Faced with Wen Mohan's arrival, the others were still a little reserved and didn't dare to sit down together. It was only after he gave the order that they all sat down.

The pot was steaming and a lot of meat and vegetables were put into it.

The atmosphere became much more lively when the wine was served.

Jiang was uncharacteristically trying to persuade Wen Mohan to drink less and also picked up some food for him.

"You are going to fight tomorrow, so eat more food and drink less wine. On the battlefield, swords are merciless, so be careful and cautious."

Everyone: "..."

Jiang didn't realize their surprise and continued, "If you really can't win, just run away. There's a saying that goes, 'As long as there are green mountains, there's no need to worry about running out of firewood.'"

Wen Mohan's heart warmed for a moment, and he regained his composure and smiled faintly, "A qualified warrior will never retreat."

Hearing this, Jiang frowned and said, "Well, you people are just stubborn. Ali's father was just like that. He always said he would die for his country without regrets, but he never thought about his family."

"This isn't about being a deserter. You're supposed to run away from the enemy, recuperate, and then fight back after careful planning. Do you understand?"

Under everyone's gaze, she took out a peace blessing from her waist and placed it in Wen Mohan's hand, "It can keep you safe."

The atmosphere became a little weird and the air was very quiet.

After a while, Wen Mohan finally held Ping An Fu and said, "Thank you, grandma. I will take good care of it."

His heart was beating slightly, and even his nose felt a little sour.

This is the second blessing of peace I have received since I was a child. The first one was given by my biological mother.