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

royal palace.

As the ministers left the court one after another, the emperor and Wen Mohan came to the quiet corridor alone.

The emperor did not beat around the bush. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked into the distance, then said seriously:

"I came to you to talk about Su Yujiao. If it weren't for your sake, I would have reunited her with Chen Yuanzhan."

"If you continue to consider your relationship with her, there may be no possibility for you to be with Jiang Mengli. It's better not to drag it out any longer."

The moment Su Yujiao entered the palace, the emperor had already decided to kill her.

After all, she was the one who broke her promise first.

I promised myself that I would never set foot in Beijing, but now I’m back.

If she told others about the shameful things the emperor had done, would she still be able to save face?

Wen Mohan heard this and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, my royal brother. She left Prince Yu's Mansion this morning and no longer mentioned marrying me."

"For the sake of her son, she won't continue to be so aggressive. I will ensure that they have enough food and clothing for the rest of their lives."

After he finished speaking, the emperor shook his head and smiled, as if he did not agree with his idea.

Then the emperor turned around and faced him, saying meaningfully, "People's hearts can change. When an unhappy person sees others happy, he will also feel hatred."

"In the eyes of unhappy people, happy people are guilty. She may not mention it now, but that doesn't mean she won't mention it in the future. There's a saying that goes, 'Retreat to advance.'"

"I think it would be safer to find her a suitable husband. If we have a child, she won't have the energy to stare at other people's families."

"I have said this much, you can figure it out slowly."

After the emperor finished speaking, he patted him on the shoulder gently and then left with the palace servants.

Wen Mohan stood there, watching him leave, his thoughts already flying far away.

After an unknown amount of time, Yun Jian reminded him from behind, "Master, His Majesty has gone to the Imperial Study."

"Okay, let's go back home." Wen Mohan responded calmly.

What the emperor said makes sense.

Time can change many things, and it can even change a person.

I kept thinking about this question on the way back, but Su Yujiao is also a picky person.

It may not be easy to find the right man.

The carriage stopped directly outside the clinic.

Jiang Mengli saw that it was him getting off the carriage, and a look of joy appeared on her face. "Have you just finished your morning prayer? Do you want breakfast? I bought some buns here, let's eat together."

Wen Mohan looked at her smiling face, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose. "Okay, it's my great honor to have breakfast with the great doctor Jiang."

The space in the clinic was limited, and he was still wearing court robes, so he took the buns and took Jiang Mengli's hand and got on the carriage.

It was well covered in the carriage and no one outside could see it.

Wen Mohan pulled her into his arms and sat down. "I can't wait to marry you home, but I really don't know what to do to get grandma to agree."

This problem gave both of them a headache.

If you get together without the consent of the elders, it is also a kind of unfilial behavior.

Jiang Mengli took out a bun and stuffed it into his mouth. "Don't talk about your unhappiness for now. Eat your fill first. I saw Butler Mo driving a carriage to the eastern suburbs this morning."

"Later, I saw him taking his servants to buy some more daily necessities. Hasn't he always lived in the palace? Why did he buy all that?"

Butler Mo also has a family, but his wife and son all work in the palace, and they eat, wear, live and travel in the palace.

Wen Mohan was afraid that revealing Su Yujiao would make her think too much, so he lied and said, "He bought a small house and planned to use it for his retirement."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Jiang Mengli suddenly realized and didn't think too much about it.

The two chatted while eating buns.

They got out of the carriage together after a quarter of an hour.

Wen Mohan sent her to the clinic and said, "I have to go back to the mansion to change clothes. I will go to the Jiang Mansion to see my grandmother later."

……

When Jiang learned that Wen Mohan came again, she felt very troubled.

"Auntie Liu, go tell him that I'm not feeling well and I'm asleep now."

"But..." Aunt Liu's brows were tangled, and she hesitated to speak. "Well... okay, I'll go right away."

At this moment, Wen Mohan was outside the yard and did not rush in.

Aunt Liu walked out of the courtyard and bowed respectfully, "Your Highness Prince Yu, the old... old lady is not feeling well and has fallen asleep."

Wen Mohan looked at her evasive eyes and knew she was lying.

"Since you're feeling unwell, then I should go and see you."

As he said this, he walked straight in.

Aunt Liu was so frightened that her heart trembled, and she hurriedly followed closely behind to dissuade him.

"Your Highness Prince Yu, the old lady is asleep. It's useless for you to go."

"Your Highness, why don't you come back another day? The young lady is not home now, and the old lady is already asleep. I really feel that I am not hosting you well enough."

Wen Mohan didn't stop and continued to walk inside.

Aunt Liu was having a terrible headache. The person who came was the prince, and she had no way to drive him away by force.

But she still continued to persuade him.

"Your Highness, the young lady said that the old lady needs to rest. It's not too late to see her again after she gets better."

Wen Mohan said as he walked: "I am just taking a look and will not disturb you any further."

It was getting closer and closer to Jiang's bedroom.

The voices of the two also came into the house.

After hearing this, Jiang hurriedly got up and went to bed pretending to be asleep.

After receiving a knock on the door, it was gently pushed open.

Wen Mohan walked in lightly and saw the crutch lying in the middle of the room, and Jiang lying on the bed with her eyes closed.

Aunt Liu took a deep breath and said with a stiff smile, "I told you that the old lady has fallen asleep. Then... why don't you go to the main hall for tea, Your Highness?"

The air in the room seemed to freeze, and everyone felt a little nervous.

Wen Mohan didn't leave the room, but picked up the crutches and put them aside.

Then he came to the bed, took a look, and smiled faintly, "Grandma, you're really something. You don't even take off your shoes before you go to bed. How does Aunt Liu take care of you?"

"Not only did they not take off their shoes, they also kept their outer clothes on, and they didn't remove sharp objects like hairpins. This is very dangerous."

Aunt Liu was so frightened that she trembled and quickly knelt on the ground to admit her mistake. "Your Highness Prince Yu, please forgive me. It was my fault that I was not careful enough."

Wen Mohan deliberately challenged him, "You're done for just saying you weren't careful enough? I think you should be punished so you'll learn your lesson."

After these words were spoken, Jiang could no longer lie still.

She frowned and opened her eyes, "Enough, enough, don't blame Aunt Liu."

Wen Mohan raised a faint smile and reached out to help her get up. "Grandma, you woke up so soon? Don't be so careless when you go to bed next time."

Jiang: “…” Speechless.

This was done on purpose to irritate her.

It was obvious that he was pretending to be asleep, but he just saw through it and didn't say it out loud.

Hey……

"Tell me, Your Highness, why have you condescended to come here?" Jiang sighed and asked as she got out of bed.

Wen Mohan was silent for two breaths, then said gently, "It's nothing serious, I just came to see you. I brought you a hundred-year-old ginseng, and I'll ask the kitchen to make some soup for you."

"From now on, Grandmother, you don't have to call me Prince. Just call me Mohan. This way it seems closer. Calling me Prince makes me seem like an outsider."

Jiang: “…” She had a terrible headache.

It is said that His Royal Highness Prince Yu is serious, cold and emotionless.

Now I realize how shameless I am.

"Ouch..." She covered her forehead helplessly, a look of pain on her face, "My head hurts again. It seems I have to lie down for a while."

When I learned that Wen Mohan had come to the mansion, I knew what was going on.

Now I just want to avoid this question. I'm afraid I'll get angry if I continue talking about it.