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

In an instant, Jiang Mengli pulled Long Yi to the side.

With a loud "clang", the flower pots behind shattered to the ground.

The emperor was shocked that she moved so quickly!

"Your Majesty, please calm down." Jiang Mengli smiled respectfully, "If you want to test her, then do so. But she needs to rest for a few days. She's too tired now and can't stand the torture."

This statement not only shocked the emperor and others, but also Long Yi and Wen Jinping.

Seeing that they were silent, Jiang Mengli took Wen Jinping's hand and said, "Since you have all agreed, we will conduct the test in five days. I will take the princess away."

After saying that, he turned and walked out.

The Queen Mother suddenly called out, "Wait a moment, Jinping will stay in the palace to recuperate. After the examination, go back to the Princess's residence. The imperial physician is here, so it will be easier for you to recuperate."

Jiang Mengli paused and turned back, saying, "The princess doesn't want to trouble you."

Then the two of them strode out of the palace gate and disappeared from everyone's sight.

The Queen couldn't bear to see the corners of the Queen Mother's mouth and the Emperor's mouth. She looked away and sighed softly: "I feel a little uncomfortable. I will return to the palace first."

Soon, only the emperor and his mother were left here, and both of them looked unhappy.

After a long silence, the emperor said worriedly, "Jiang Mengli is not a good person. If he joins forces with Wen Mohan, it will be even more difficult to deal with him."

The Queen Mother narrowed her eyes slightly and said in a cold voice: "Jiang Mengli dared to say that he had a body examination, which means Jinping is innocent. In order to prevent Jiang Mengli from succeeding, we can only sacrifice Jinping..."

Wen Jinping's biological mother had passed away long ago, and he had been raised by a wet nurse.

He was allocated a mansion at the age of thirteen. He seldom went out and was rather quiet.

The emperor looked at Long Yi and said in a deep voice, "I heard that there were flames shooting up into the sky and explosions at Lion Head Ridge. What's going on?"

Long Yi reported truthfully, "Your Majesty, it was Jiang Mengli who stole the bandits' firearms and blew up both the medicine man and the village. The legendary evil spirit is the medicine man."

It was actually her who blew it up!

The emperor was shocked again. He had previously thought that they had rescued him during the civil strife.

……

After Wen Jinping left the palace, she burst into tears.

"Wow...why? Why are they so heartless?"

"The imperial family is the most ruthless. It's not worth crying for these people. Look forward..."

The two had not walked far when Long Yi ran over and said, "Princess Yu, wait a moment."

Jiang Mengli paused and looked back at him.

Long Yi approached and whispered, "Tell the princess to be careful. After you left, I faintly heard the Queen Mother say that only Princess Jinping could be sacrificed..."

Without waiting for Jiang Meng to leave his mouth, he strode away to avoid suspicion.

The voice was very low, but Wen Jinping was very close and still heard it.

Jiang Mengli glanced at her and said, "Get on your horse and follow me to stay at Prince Yu's mansion for a few days. The Princess's mansion is not safe for the time being."

A quarter of an hour later, she appeared at the gate of Prince Yu's Mansion.

The guard at the gate was shocked when he saw it, "Princess...Princess? The princess is not dead!"

Jiang Mengli smiled faintly, "Yes, I am not dead. Is the prince in the mansion?"

The guard smiled awkwardly and stammered, "He...he went to your grave. He should be back soon."

Suburbs.

Wen Mohan watched everything burn and said indifferently, "Go back home."

When they arrived in front of the carriage, they heard the sound of horse hooves in front of them. They thought it was just a horse passing by, but it turned out that the horse slowly stopped.

Wen Mohan looked up and was stunned for a moment.

It turned out to be Jiang Mengli!

She didn't die!

When his eyes met her beautiful eyes that seemed to be smiling, he actually felt a little guilty and embarrassed.

"My dear husband, do you miss me?" Jiang Mengli dismounted, walked to the wheelchair and picked him up. "I heard that you built a cenotaph for me. I really thank you."

Then she pouted and was about to kiss him on the cheek.

The followers around him immediately avoided looking away while trying to suppress their laughter.

Wen Mohan quickly put his hand over her mouth, gritted his teeth and whispered, "You should know when to be a hooligan! You're so dirty and smelly, why don't you let me go!"

Jiang Mengli put him into the carriage with a smile, then climbed in as well. He then smelled himself and said, "It does stink a bit. I need to wash myself thoroughly when I get back."

Wen Mohan frowned and looked her up and down, and found that apart from being dirty, she didn't seem to have any injuries.

Could it be that he didn’t even go up to Lion Head Ridge?

He collected his thoughts and said calmly, "I thought you died at Lion Head Ridge, so I built a cenotaph for you."

Yun Jian lifted the curtain, turned around and said with a smile: "Princess, the master is very thoughtful. He personally made paper figurines for you, including a boy and a girl, and a luxurious paper room with everything you need."

Hearing this, Jiang Mengli looked at Wen Mohan with a forced smile and said, "It seems that my husband is also hoping that I will die soon so that Cheng Jiaojiao can have a place. It's a pity that I can't let you have your wish."

As he spoke, he yawned and felt exhausted all over.

She sat down next to the man, fell on his thighs and closed her eyes to rest, "I'll borrow your thigh for a moment. I'm so tired. I'll settle the score with you when I get back."

Smelling his sweet scent, I felt extremely safe and fell asleep unknowingly.

Wen Mohan stretched out his hand to push it away, but after listening to the even breathing sound, he reluctantly withdrew his hand.

"It's so dirty and smelly!" He looked disgusted, took out a handkerchief, wet it with tea, and then wiped her dirty cheek bit by bit.

After wiping the cheek clean, a small scratch was revealed, probably caused by some branch or thorny vine.

Wen Mohan looked at her quietly for a moment and ordered, "Yun Jian, don't go too fast, be steady."

When they arrived at the gate of the mansion, Wen Mohan carried the sleeping person in his arms and entered the mansion in a wheelchair.

The servants all looked envious when they saw it.

I didn’t expect that the usually cold prince would be so considerate. It turns out that the prince and the princess are truly in love.

The housekeeper came out respectfully and said, "Your Highness, Princess Jinping's room has been arranged, and attentive servants have been selected to serve her."

Wen Mohan was slightly surprised when he heard this, "Did the princess come back with Princess Jinping?"

"Oh my god!" Yun Jian was extremely surprised. "I thought she came back alone, but I didn't expect she really rescued the princess!"

Wen Mohan: "Yunying, find out the details."

Yunying bowed in response, then turned and left.

Afterwards, Wen Mohan brought Jiang Mengli back to Yatingyuan and placed her in the next room.

Lanxiangyuan.

Cheng Jiaojiao looked at the new clothes on the table, her face full of joy, "He actually made so many new clothes for me. It seems that the prince has a sharp tongue but a soft heart."

Lu Yun touched the material and said, "Wow, this material is really good, it's made of silk brocade. Miss, please try it on yourself."

"Okay." Cheng Jiaojiao picked up a emerald green one.

"My Lady Consort, no!" Yuzhu suddenly rushed in and snatched the clothes from her hands. "It won't fit you. This belongs to the Princess."

It turned out to be Jiang Mengli’s!

I thought the prince had someone do it for her, damn it!

The smile on Cheng Jiaojiao's face disappeared completely, and she took it back with a sullen face, "She's already dead, do you really want to burn it in front of the grave?"