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

Jiang Mengli was suddenly stunned: He was obviously freezing cold, like a dying man, why was he still saying it was hot?

Not only were his lips cold, but even... his mouth was cold...

This time, not only did she not fall, but she felt a chill down her spine.

"Kongkong, I feel like something's wrong with him!"

"Master, he looks like a dying man. Something must have happened to him."

Hearing this, Jiang Mengli pushed Wen Mohan away and said, "You have to wake up. This is a dream, do you hear me? Forget it, let me help you."

Without waiting for Wen Mohan to speak, she raised her hand and slapped him in the face.

Seeing that he had no other reaction except being confused, he slapped him twice more.

Why hasn’t it disappeared yet?

That would only make it more painful!

Jiang Mengli said apologetically: "I'm sorry, don't blame me later, I just don't want you to continue sleeping, it will be a little painful."

As he said that, he took a step back, then raised his foot and kicked him hard in the crotch.

Bang!

"Ah... Jiang Mengli! I'm going to kill you!" Wen Mohan suddenly sat up, his hands still covering his crotch, "And you still say it only hurts a little!"

"Master, you finally woke up!" Yun Jian excitedly went forward to check, and Long Yi and Long Er also gathered around the bed.

Woohoo...

"It's great that you woke up." Yun Jian couldn't help crying, crying and saying, "The doctor said that if you didn't wake up, we would have to take care of your funeral. Fortunately, you woke up."

Wen Mohan looked around in a daze and found that he was in the inn and there was someone he was familiar with in front of him.

The dream just now was too mysterious. If Jiang Mengli hadn't kicked him that time, would he really be unable to wake up?

The doctor came over with a prescription and said with a smile, "It's good that you woke up. This prescription is for internal injuries. You must take it on time."

Yun Jian knelt down excitedly and kowtowed to the doctor, "Thank you very much, doctor."

He stood up and hurriedly took out a five-liang silver ingot and stuffed it into the doctor's hand.

For the doctor, these five taels were not a small amount. He smiled happily and bowed, "Sir, take good care of yourself. I'll take my leave."

After the doctor left, the three of them looked at Wen Mohan's hands, their eyes full of confusion.

Why is he covering that place?

Could it be that the effect of the aphrodisiac has not worn off yet?

cough cough...

Long Yi coughed lightly twice, forced a faint smile and said awkwardly, "Your Highness Prince Yu, everyone here is a man. Even if it reacts, there's nothing to be ashamed of. We're all the same this morning."

Long Er nodded in agreement: "Yes, this shows that the prince is in good health. A man should be proud of this aspect."

Wen Mohan suddenly came back to his senses and pretended to be calm as he withdrew his hands, "Ahem...you're overthinking it."

I was already kicked to pieces by the kick in the dream.

Although it was a dream, the pain at that time was very real, as if it was not a dream.

But he still didn't understand why Jiang Mengli wanted him to wake up in her dream?

Yun Jian brought the porridge and said, "Master, you still look very pale. Drink some porridge first."

Wen Mohan's face was pale and haggard at this time, and he looked so weak that he seemed as if he would fall down with a gust of wind.

I was indeed a little hungry, so I took the drink and drank it myself, finishing it in no time.

He wiped the corner of his mouth and said weakly, "You...you bring me some writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone."

There were the doctor's writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and Yun Jian carried him over.

He picked up the pen and wrote the divorce agreement. His handwriting was neat and beautiful, and he wrote two copies in the time it took him to drink a cup of tea.

"Cloud Sword, have someone deliver this to Yun Ying. If you receive news of my death one day, give it to Jiang Mengli."

"I don't want her to find a stranger while being the widow of Princess Yu. If that happens, I won't rest in peace even after my death."

He was assassinated when he was halfway through the journey. He didn't know if he had a chance to return to the capital alive.

Yun Jian said cautiously, "Master, she might not want to divorce you after hearing the news of your death, because she wants to inherit your vast fortune, and a divorce would only give her a small portion."

Phew...cough cough...

Wen Mohan spat a mouthful of blood on the divorce papers, then angrily tore them into pieces and threw them away.

Then he wrote a new one, which basically said: Once he dies, I will divorce Jiang Mengli and all his property will be confiscated...

He didn't want to see Jiang Mengli using his money to support another man.

……

One morning, Yunying was walking with an envelope in her hand, frowning as she examined it. "What's in this? It actually says something so unlucky."

Someone just sent a letter saying that if Wen Mohan encounters any accident, this letter should be made public.

He was furious when he heard it and almost beat up the person who delivered the letter.

"What are you holding?" Jiang Mengli appeared in front of him at some point, scaring him so much that he hid the letter behind him.

Kexin had been seen, and the more he hid, the more curious she became.

"Can it be hidden?" Jiang Mengli quickly reached out and snatched the letter, tearing open the envelope neatly to read the contents.

"If anything happens to me, I will officially divorce Jiang Mengli and confiscate all my property. Even if I am still alive, I would not want her to use my money to support other men!"

"She wants her husband to die and inherit the family fortune. I will let her lose both her husband and her fortune. That way, if I die unexpectedly, she won't be able to shed a tear for the loss of her fortune!"

"This woman can even punch and kick me in her dreams. It shows how ruthless and indifferent she is to me. She hopes that after I die, she will go find that pretty boy named Mo..."

There were two divorce agreements under the envelope, both of which Wen Mohan had signed.

It even said at the back of the divorce agreement, "Compensation is zero"!

Jiang Mengli's mouth twitched after reading it. "Why is the compensation zero? Why is the property confiscated? If that's the case, then if you really die, I'll lose a lot!"

"If you want a divorce, it's better to do it while you're still alive. Don't even think about divorcing me after you die. You stingy and scheming bastard, just wait for me. Don't even think about getting a chance to die!"

He snorted angrily, crumpled the letter in his hand and threw it on the ground.

I returned to the bedroom and packed a lot of things in the space.

Lingqiao was puzzled, "Miss, where are you going?"

Jiang Mengli: "I'm going to look for Wen Mohan. When the time comes, you go to Miaochunzhai alone and listen to Aunt Hong's opinion. Then tell her that I have something to do and will see her later."

Without waiting for Lingqiao to respond, she left the room in a hurry.

Then he led Black Dragon out of the mansion in the stable, and Yunying hurriedly followed, "I want to go too."

Jiang Mengli said without turning his head: "You have to look after the house and make sure it doesn't get robbed again."

Before leaving the capital, she bought a lot of food, including rice, noodles, cakes, and dried meat...

Three days later, in a small inn.

Wen Mohan stood up from the bathtub, wrapped a towel around his waist, and said, "Yun Jian, come and help me."

Ever since the heavy rain that day, I have been feeling weak. My legs tremble when I stand, and it is even more difficult to lift my legs.

Suddenly, a pair of white, slender arms stretched out and lifted him out of the bathtub without warning. He subconsciously hooked his arms around the other person's neck.

When he touched the softness on her chest, he looked up at her in shock, "Jiang... Jiang Mengli?"

Jiang Mengli looked into his handsome eyes and said sarcastically, "Hey, you called me Mengli in front of others, but now you're calling me by my full name. Are you afraid that the hiding little fox will hear you?"

"No..." Wen Mohan leaned against her with peace of mind, and explained with pale lips, "I didn't touch the brothel girl that day..."