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

Seeing this, the masked man in black stepped closer, sword in hand, sneering madly, "Even the dignified Prince Yu is no better than this. Who could have thought that someone who was once so powerful would die at the hands of my sword?"

"Don't blame me for being cruel. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for becoming disabled. Blame yourself for being too arrogant and conceited, and for offending too many people!"

Wen Mohan has many enemies both in the officialdom and on the battlefield, and it's not just the emperor who wants him dead.

At this moment, he really couldn't tell who sent the black man in front of him.

"Go to hell!" The man in black's eyes turned fierce, and he held the hilt of the sword high with both hands.

Just as the sword was about to swing down, Wen Mohan closed his eyes, his body fell limply to the ground, and the sword missed.

He frowned and took a look, then tried to stab down again with force.

"Stop!" A sudden cold roar was heard.

Before he could look up, an invisible palm wind came fiercely and knocked him away.

Bang! Puff…!

The man in black lay on the ground with his back, blood spitting out of his mouth, and his sword fell to the side.

He looked forward with difficulty and saw three figures running towards him. They covered their injured hearts and crawled away.

The road was slippery due to heavy rain, and I fell to the ground from time to time, covered in mud.

Long Yi and Long Er chased after him, but their vision was too blurry and they couldn't tell which direction he ran to.

"Master, wake up!" Yun Jian helped the unconscious Wen Mohan up and patted his face. "Don't scare me, wake up!"

Long Yi continued to chase after him, and Long Er returned to help him up, "Hurry up and get on my back, let's go to the tea shed and rest for a while!"

The tea stall was still some distance away, and it took nearly a quarter of an hour to get there.

When the others saw them returning, they immediately made some space for them.

Long Er put the man down and said, "Doctor Jiang, hurry up! Let the prince take a look!"

Doctor Jiang was the accompanying doctor this time. He hurried forward and squatted down to check.

The medicine box was wet, so he took out silver needles and gave acupuncture to treat the patient.

After a while, Wen Mohan woke up slowly, but he was a little weak, his face was as pale as paper, and his lips were purple from the cold rain.

"Master, you're finally awake!" Yun Jian was extremely excited and hurriedly helped him sit up. "Are you feeling unwell? Long Yi has already gone after the assassin."

cough cough...

Wen Mohan coughed for a while. His back was hit by the carriage, causing severe pain in his chest. "Check for me! Who made the horse suddenly go crazy?"

If no one tampered, this situation would not have happened.

And the people who do evil are among this group of people.

No one said anything, as if it was none of their business.

Doctor Jiang immediately spoke to comfort him, "Your Highness, please don't get excited. You are still injured internally. You must calm down."

Yun Jian was also worried about his health and said soothingly, "I will check it out. Master, just rest assured. We will find another carriage after the rain stops."

A quarter of an hour later, Long Yi returned to the tea shed.

He called Lingqiao aside and whispered, "The assassin is gone. I checked the horse and didn't see anything wrong. Let's wait until the rain stops before we talk."

The heavy rain lasted for two hours. Everyone felt a little cold and some people kept sneezing.

Before nightfall, they arrived at a nearby town and found an inn to stay in.

Wen Mohan had already started to have a fever, and he felt drowsy and was talking nonsense.

"Mother...Mother, please wake up, don't go, please don't go..."

In the dream, he saw the tragic death of his biological mother. The despair, helplessness, and reluctance before death... It made him feel heartbroken.

This was a nightmare he would never be able to escape from. It appeared in his dreams countless nights, tormenting him...

Yun Jian looked very worried. "Doctor Jiang, it's been so long, why hasn't the fever gone away?"

After arriving in town, he changed his clothes and drank some medicine.

But after drinking it, not only has there been no improvement, but the fever has become even worse.

Doctor Jiang said impatiently, "Then you come by yourself. I have done everything I should do. You can't blame me if I can't retreat."

After saying that, he packed up his things and left the room carrying his medicine box.

Yun Jian was furious. "It's already like this, why are we still going to Huangzhou? I'm going to send a letter to His Majesty and return home!"

He did what he said and went out with an angry face.

As soon as he walked out of the room, he was stopped by Long Yi. "If you go back, it will be disobeying the order. Even if you are sick, you must reach Huangzhou."

Upon hearing this, Yun Jian was so angry that he punched the door frame.

The emperor's order is difficult to disobey. If I really return, the emperor might take advantage of the situation.

Damn it! It’s really damned!

He thought for a moment and whispered to Long, "Please go to town and find another doctor..."

Since Dr. Jiang is not good enough, then let's change him. He doesn't believe that all doctors are not good enough.

Long Yi acted quickly and soon invited a local doctor to come in and treat Wen Mohan.

After taking the patient's pulse and making a diagnosis, the doctor frowned and then checked the remaining medicine.

This action made the three of them a little confused. Is there something wrong with the medicine?

Before they could even ask, the doctor sighed deeply, "What kind of quack did you find earlier? This young man already has a fever, and now he's been given aphrodisiacs!"

"If he takes two more doses of this medicine, you'll be waiting to collect his body. His body can't handle it. Even if he doesn't die, he'll be delirious with fever!"

Rumble~

These words were like a thunderclap, shocking the three of them.

Doctor Jiang is a skilled military doctor, it is impossible for him to make such a low-level mistake!

This only means that there is something wrong with him. Maybe he is also responsible for the horse's loss of control!

Lanxiang Garden in Prince Yu's Mansion.

Jiang Mengli slept very uneasily, with her brows furrowed and cold sweat on her forehead.

She had a dream. In the dream, Wen Mohan was tied up and someone was whipping him again and again with a whip.

Tears rolled down Wen Mohan's eyes, his expression was painful and helpless, and I felt sorry for him. His miserable appearance made people feel distressed.

what……

The groaning sound of pain echoed in my ears, sometimes faint and sometimes not...

"Stop! Stop hitting me... Stop hitting me...!" Jiang Mengli suddenly woke up and sat up, looking around while panting.

When I looked around clearly, I realized it was a dream.

Hey……

"It turned out to be a dream. Why did I have such a dream?"

Just when she was confused, Kong Kong said, "Maybe he is in trouble, or maybe you miss him."

Miss him? Impossible, absolutely impossible to miss him!

How long have you known each other? We've only been intimate a few times, so I won't think about it.

Jiang Mengli debated with herself in her heart for a while, then bit her lip and said, "Can you...can you help me enter his dream?"

Kong Kong: "Then you have to exchange it for something delicious."

Jiang Mengli: "Okay, foodie!"

Entering a dream also requires a medium. She found Wen Mohan's underwear and successfully entered the dream with the help of Kong Kong.

The first thing I saw in my dream was a bloody scene with more than a dozen corpses on the ground.

Wen Mohan was holding a half-naked female corpse and crying his heart out.

"Mom, open your eyes and look at me, please don't leave... Mom...!"

She walked up to him and found that his face was frighteningly pale, as if he were dead.

"Wen Mohan, this is a dream, it's not real..." Jiang Mengli reached out to pull his arm, "Let go."

Dream? Is this a dream?

For Wen Mohan, it’s not a dream…

Just as he was stunned, the surrounding scene suddenly changed from a bloody bandit's den to a sea of ​​flowers with fresh air.

Jiang Mengli took his hand and ran in the sea of ​​flowers, "I'll take you to a place, follow me."

"Hot, I'm so hot..." He suddenly stopped and pulled her into his arms for a kiss.