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

Wen Mohan had tears in his eyes. Afraid of being seen, he turned his head to look the other way.

Jiang Mengli cut the gauze with scissors and looked at the densely sutured wounds, feeling a little numb on her scalp.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt. I'll give you scar removal medicine and the scars will gradually disappear."

Hearing this, he nodded slightly.

But I still didn't dare turn my face away.

Because there were so many stitches, it took quite a while to remove them.

It took me quarter of an hour to finish it. After cleaning it with alcohol, I applied the scar-removing ointment.

These sutured wounds looked like centipedes and were very hideous.

"I put scar cream on you. Apply it again tonight so it heals faster."

Wen Mohan then turned around and mouthed "thank you".

Although there was no sound, she could tell what was said, "You're welcome."

This surprised Wen Mohan for a moment. He didn't expect that she could read lip movements so easily.

Jiang Mengli helped him put on his clothes and helped him stand up. "Try to walk. If there is no problem, I will ask someone to take you home."

"It's not a good idea to stay in this military camp forever. After I wipe out the Langya Gang, I'm going home. I won't stay here forever."

Wen Mohan heard this and shook his head nervously.

This shaking of the head made Jiang Mengli confused about what it meant.

She helped him out of bed and walked slowly out of the tent.

The dazzling light made Wen Mohan unable to open his eyes. He closed his eyes for a while before he relaxed. Looking at the clear sky outside, he felt much better.

He hasn't come out like this in a long time.

Jiang Mengli: "Walk around and move around a bit."

He couldn't walk before because he was bandaged. Now that the wound has healed and the gauze has been removed, he has no problem moving around.

He slowly walked to a puddle and looked at the figure inside.

It was a strange and ugly face, and I felt sick just looking at it.

Jiang Mengli comforted him, "It's okay, the scar on your face can be healed."

"Hehe... do you want to eat it?" Suddenly, Wen Jingyun handed a piece of dried meat to Wen Mohan, "Meat, it's meat! The prince gave it to me, hehe..."

Her smile was very bright, her eyes were clear, and she looked carefree.

I am very satisfied as long as I feed him every day, and he can play by himself for a long time.

Wen Mohan raised his eyes and glanced at him. He should have felt disgusted, but looking at that silly grinning face, the past grudges didn't seem to arouse hatred anymore.

She reached out and pushed his hand away, shaking her head to indicate that she didn't want to eat.

Wen Jingyun curled his lips and said, "I'll eat it myself."

The jerky was quite dry and required some effort to pull off. He tore off a piece and turned to leave.

After limping for only two steps, he suddenly turned back and said to Jiang Mengli with a mysterious look on his face:

"What I said that day was true. That...that prince had many cuts on his body and was bleeding profusely."

"At that time... he was still bandaged in my room, like a mummy. I poked him, hehe... poke, poke, poke..."

He stretched out his finger as if poking someone, then turned and walked away muttering to himself.

Wen Mohan was very excited after hearing this. This might help Jiang Mengli understand who is who.

"Uh...uh..." He excitedly grabbed Jiang Mengli's arm, pointed at himself and nodded, then gestured at the injuries on his body.

He tried hard to tell her with his mouth: I am Wen Mohan, and that one is Mo Yunchen in disguise. He is a monster and knows witchcraft.

Jiang Mengli frowned and looked at his mouth shape seriously. After a while, she forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, I will heal your throat. Go back to the tent and rest."

After saying this, he sent him back to the tent and left without waiting for him to say anything else.

He had no idea whether Jiang Mengli understood the spoken language.

I’m afraid that even if I understand it, I won’t believe it.

After all, his appearance has changed now.

Jiang Mengli had indeed understood it, and fell into deep thought after walking out of the tent.

Although this incident was incredible, Wen Mohan was indeed full of doubts after returning, and he felt different from before.

When I was treating his whip wounds, I felt that his skin was different from before.

It seems that this matter needs to be confirmed.

At this moment, Mo Yunchen was in the tent where they were discussing things.

Shen Hu said, "We've almost rested now. Tomorrow we'll go straight to Lingyun Mountain to wipe out the Langya Gang. What do you think?"

General Tang nodded in agreement. "I have no objection. The Langya Gang is no longer a threat. We can make a quick decision. If we hadn't been so exhausted and needed to rest, we would have stormed Lingyun Mountain long ago."

The previous battle lasted for a whole day and night without food or water. Everyone was exhausted and had to return to the camp to rest after the enemy retreated.

Others also began to echo and express their agreement.

Faced with the Langya Gang's initial rampant behavior, they were eager to get rid of it as soon as possible.

Wen Yu also agreed: "I have no objection. We cannot let them have a chance to breathe. We must solve the problem as soon as possible and rebuild Puzhou City as soon as possible."

Mo Yunchen was the only silent one in the entire tent.

No one knew whether he had any objections or not, so everyone looked over.

Wen Yu said, "Uncle Ninth Prince, why don't you speak?"

Mo Yunchen took a sip of tea, raised his head and said, "I think we are a bit too hasty. They don't have medicine men now, and their military strength is not as strong as ours. There is no need to be too anxious."

"They've suffered heavy losses and have limited food supplies. There's no need for us to send troops and increase the losses. We can just wait for them to surrender."

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell into silence.

Why wait for a problem that can be solved quickly?

Wen Yu smiled faintly and said, "Uncle Ninth Prince, waiting will only lead to more nightmares. The fact that the Langya Gang has been able to develop to this point is not simple at all."

"Who knows, there might be someone supporting us behind the scenes. If time passes, what if they find a way to deal with it, or find a way out to recuperate and come back again?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yunchen's face instantly darkened, and he frowned in obvious displeasure. "You're overthinking this. Hasn't the Duke of Rong's Mansion been investigated? How could anyone help them?"

As soon as the words fell, the curtain was lifted.

Everyone looked over and found that it was Jiang Mengli who walked in.

Jiang Mengli and Hanshu greeted them one by one, then looked at Mo Yunchen and said, "Your Highness Prince Yu's ideas are really unique. For someone who has experienced many battles, he would not say such words."

Mo Yunchen clenched his fists secretly when he heard this. "I'm trying to reduce casualties. Why would I send people to their deaths when victory can be achieved simply by waiting?"

There are indeed selfish motives in not wanting to send troops.

He was afraid that He Ying would reveal his identity when the situation became desperate.

Jiang Mengli sneered, "He Ying doesn't seem like the type to foolishly wait for death. I guess he's already thinking about how to lead his troops to escape."

"Once he knew he had no chance of winning, he would definitely think of the principle of 'keeping the green mountains alive is better than running out of firewood'. He would most likely lead his troops away."

Everyone agreed with what she said and nodded in agreement.

Mo Yunchen looked at so many people who agreed to send troops, knowing that there was no room for maneuver. After a moment, he smiled faintly and said, "You have a point. I was not thoughtful enough. Then... let's send troops the day after tomorrow. Some soldiers still need to rest."

After saying that, he stood up and left, with an inexplicable sense of hostility emanating from his back.

After he walked away, Jiang Mengli withdrew his gaze and said, "We will send out the troops tomorrow. The soldiers who have not recovered can stay and recuperate, and we will replace them with those who have not fought in the battle."

Not all the troops went there last time, so it would be fair to take turns going to the battlefield.

General Tang was worried when he heard this, "But the prince..."

"Don't worry about him." Jiang Mengli said directly: "If you listen to him now, you may only see an empty Lingyun Mountain when you go there the next day. I suggest you set off tonight."

If this Wen Mohan is fake, he will definitely pass the message to Lingyun Mountain, and tomorrow will be the time for the Langya Gang to escape.