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

Jiang Mengli nodded obediently after hearing the gentle tone, let go and happily enjoyed the delicious food.

Many noble ladies looked at her with jealousy and envy, because her husband was not only good-looking, but also very loving.

Someone sighed enviously, "Everyone says Prince Yu is a handsome man. I wonder how handsome he really is beneath his veil."

"Well, no matter how handsome he is, he's still useless. What's the use?"

"What's the use of my husband having all his limbs intact? He's always having concubines. He might as well be useless."

"It seems like they really do love each other, but it's a pity that Jiang Mengli is the daughter of a criminal, and is destined to bring discredit upon him..."

"What's there to envy? One day, Prince Yu might kill me."

As soon as the woman finished speaking, a peanut hit the corner of her mouth, and it turned red instantly.

"Ouch, my mouth!" The woman wiped it with a handkerchief and found that it was bleeding. She immediately looked around and asked, "Who threw it?"

Everyone around was drinking and chatting, and no suspicious people were seen.

Someone soothed him, "Maybe someone accidentally threw it in your mouth. Let's just drink and eat."

Jiang Mengli, who was sitting at the table with his back to the table, raised a wicked smile: Humph, you deserve it. You gossip like that. Eating a peanut is the least of your worries!

She wiped her mouth, stood up, pushed Wen Mohan and said, "Let's go, we've eaten and drunk enough."

Before leaving, I still had to say something to the host, so I came to Master Hong who was still toasting.

At this time, Taifu Hong was already slightly drunk, but his smile never faltered. "Your Highness Prince Yu, what are you doing..."

Wen Mohan smiled faintly and said, "Congratulations, Master Taifu. Today is a double celebration. I have some important matters to attend to at the mansion, so I won't accompany you."

Hahaha……

"Thank you, Prince Yu, for your presence." Grand Tutor Hong was genuinely happy, smiling brightly. "I will definitely visit you when I have time and drink with you."

The two exchanged a few polite words before parting.

Some are happy and some are sad, but Wen Jingyun and others are not so happy at this moment.

As they walked out of the Taifu Mansion, they saw Wen Jingyun and others preparing to leave.

When Wen Jingyun saw Jiang Mengli, his face instantly darkened, "Jiang Mengli! Why didn't you enter the Taifu Mansion in the first place? It's all your fault!"

All this was her fault. If she had entered the Taifu Mansion from the beginning, perhaps this would not have happened.

Wen Mohan's brows knitted slightly, and he fiddled with his ring with his fingers and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean, nephew? Your aunt Prince Yu has nothing to do with your consort."

"I...I..." Wen Jingyun hesitated to speak, his eyes red with anger.

On the surface, there is indeed no relationship.

But he couldn't reveal the calculations behind it, so he had to suffer this loss in silence...

Prince Jing immediately stepped out to smooth things over, saying with a smile, "Don't be angry, Ninth Brother. He's just lost in anger, like a mad dog, ready to bite anyone he catches."

"I understand." Wen Mohan smiled brightly, his gestures polite. "Don't be too angry, Third Brother. No matter who this concubine is, it's a happy event after all. The Grand Tutor must not be offended."

happy event?

Humph, it's more terrible than a funeral, so embarrassing.

Now Prince Jing’s Mansion has become a laughing stock in the entire capital.

Prince Jing smiled wryly, "Ninth brother, what you said is absolutely right."

Cough cough...Puff...

Suddenly, Wen Mohan coughed lightly and spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his veil red.

Jiang Mengli hurriedly took off his veil and wiped him with a handkerchief, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Wen Mohan became pale and haggard at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a fragile porcelain doll, and no one dared to treat him too roughly.

"Cold... go back home..."

"Okay, right away!" Jiang Mengli picked it up easily and put it into the padded carriage.

He turned around and glanced at Wen Jingyun and the others, smiling and said, "Congratulations, Young Master, on getting this beautiful girl back. If you want to have a grand wedding, I will definitely come to congratulate you."

Without waiting for the gloomy Wen Jingyun to speak, she quickly got on the carriage, and Yun Jian also drove the carriage away quickly.

Lin Moer, who had been silent all this time, was stunned, her eyes fixed on Wen Mohan in the carriage.

Wen Jingyun's clenched fists were bulging with veins, and he roared angrily at the carriage, "Jiang Mengli, this prince gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. You're not even as good as an old woman!"

"One day you will regret this. When you become a widow, you will definitely be the target of ridicule, so don't be complacent!"

The carriage did not stop at all.

He remembered Jiang Mengli's anxious and worried look when Wen Mohan vomited blood: Could it be that this woman really doesn't care about this prince anymore?

The Empress Dowager wanted to get rid of her, but she didn't fall for it at all. How could she get rid of her?

"Don't embarrass yourself!" Prince Jing kicked him. "If you don't have the ability, don't take on porcelain work. Get in the car!"

The father and son got on the carriage one after another. Princess Jing had already been sent back to the mansion in advance.

After the carriage left, Lin Moer was still standing there in a daze, staring at the direction where Wen Mohan disappeared for a long time, unable to come back to her senses.

"So handsome..." Her eyes were filled with fascination, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "I thought Brother Jingyun was very handsome, but I didn't expect Prince Yu to be so much more handsome than him, like a fairy who is not affected by worldly fireworks."

The accompanying maid, Zhiqiu, spoke cautiously, "Miss, could it be that you like His Royal Highness Prince Yu again?"

Lin Moer: "..." fell into silence.

Who doesn't like that airbag?

Unless you are blind!

No wonder that bitch Jiang Mengli stopped bothering Brother Jingyun.

Zhiqiu reminded him again: "What's the point of looking good? He just suddenly coughed up blood, as if he was dying. I heard that he is still alive because he borrowed his life."

"It was once rumored that Prince Yu was a homosexual, but he married several princesses. Except for Jiang Mengli, all the others died young, their lifespans sucked away by Wen Mohan."

The more Lin Moer listened, the more bizarre it seemed, and she couldn't help but shudder.

Forget it. No matter whether the matter of borrowing life is true or not, Wen Mohan is disabled and will not live long.

If you marry and become a widow, you will have to remain a widow for the rest of your life.

……

Wen Mohan was like a piece of ice, his whole body was freezing cold. He was holding his chest, as if his heart was also in pain.

Jiang Mengli closed the door and immediately gave him acupuncture, and the pain in his heart gradually eased.

"Why is it like this now..." Before, apart from the pain in my heart, I didn't feel cold all over.

Yun Jian stuffed the hot water bottle under the quilt and frowned, saying, "I've been taking the medicine you prescribed since you went to Lion Head Ridge. At first, I was fine every day, but suddenly one day, not only did I have an attack, but I was also freezing cold all over."

That time, I soaked in hot water all night to relieve the pain. I didn't dare to ask the imperial physician, and the doctors outside were not reliable.

Jiang Mengli felt his pulse and frowned more and more. "No, the medicine I prescribed can't have this kind of problem. Did you change the medicine? He has a new cold poison in his body."

Cold poison! ?

The previous poison has not been cured yet, and now I’m poisoned by a cold!

Yun Jian's expression was extremely solemn. "Who would have poisoned me so quietly? Is there a spy in this mansion? The only person I can think of is Cheng Jiaojiao..."