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

The sudden explanation was surprising.

Jiang Mengli paused for a moment and snorted coldly, "Who needs your explanation? Just because you say you don't have any, does that mean it's gone? You already said you're a prince, so it's normal for you to have many women."

As soon as she finished speaking, the man opened his mouth angrily and bit her shoulder.

After taking this bite, I felt much better...

what……

"It hurts...! Wen, Mo, Han, let go!" Jiang Mengli felt the pain and frowned. "Believe it or not, I can bite you to death too?"

Wen Mohan relaxed his mouth and said confidently, "You damn woman! I'm avenging my dream. Not only did you slap me, you also... and..."

He swallowed the rest and didn't say anything else.

Jiang Mengli threw him onto the bed and feigned ignorance, saying, "What else? Did I force myself on you? You said it was a dream, so what does it have to do with me in real life?"

"I came here this time to protect the property I'm entitled to after the divorce, not because of you. I said I won't pester you about having children again, so you can rest assured."

After saying that, he handed him a black magic fruit with original flavor.

He had eaten this thing before and knew that it could repair the internal organs and was very useful for internal injuries, so he ate it without hesitation.

Soon a warm current began to flow through the tendons and veins, and the internal organs were wrapped in the warm current.

Jiang Mengli said nothing, put the benches together, lay down, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In order to catch up with him, I hardly stopped along the way and I was quite tired.

Wen Mohan glanced at her for a long while. It was late autumn now, and the breeze blowing in from the window brought a hint of coolness to the room, but she was not covering herself with anything.

Isn't she afraid of catching a cold?

Maybe it's just a tactic of playing hard to get.

Wen Mohan said tentatively, "Mengli, sleep on the bed. It can accommodate two people."

He thought that now that he had taken the initiative to ask, she might go to bed with him.

The result was unexpected, and the answer I got was not what I expected.

"No need, just go to sleep." Jiang Mengli responded by turning over and lying on his side without opening his eyes.

Wen Mohan frowned when he heard this: Let’s see how long you can hold on, you deserve to catch a cold!

Time passed by minute by minute.

He was not sleepy at all and glanced at the woman on the bench from time to time.

I don’t know how long it took, but I found that Jiang Mengli was breathing evenly and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Wen Mohan felt a little angry at this moment.

There was no extra bedding on the bed, so he struggled to get out of bed carrying the bedding, walked over tremblingly, lay down beside her, and covered himself with the bedding.

He looked at her peaceful sleeping face, kissed her forehead as if possessed, and then fell asleep in her arms with his eyes closed.

The next morning.

Jiang Mengli felt warm, opened his eyes drowsily, and saw a wall of flesh in front of him.

His brain took a few seconds to react, and when he shook his head, he saw that Wen Mohan's chin had a little stubble.

The two of them hugged each other, and she even clamped Wen Mohan's legs...

"Wen Mohan, when did I go to bed?" She had no memory of ever going to bed.

Wen Mohan woke up and looked at her sleepily, "This is a stool, not a bed. It's...it was you who said you were cold, so you brought me and my bedding here."

Jiang Mengli: “???” She looked confused.

Is there such a thing?

He loses his memory without drinking alcohol. Could it be that he has Alzheimer's disease?

cough cough...

Wen Mohan coughed twice, pulling her back to her senses. "Why don't you send me back to bed? We have to continue our journey soon."

Jiang Mengli couldn't remember, so he shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Then he stood up, wrapped him in the quilt and put him back on the bed. "Yun Jian, help your master get dressed and wash up."

After Yun Jian came in, she took the initiative to leave the room.

There was food prepared in the space, so he didn't go downstairs to buy any. He took out a pancake and started eating it with the spiritual spring water.

But my mind was still thinking about what happened last night. When did I hug that dog man?

We agreed not to bother him anymore, so what's going on now?

Suddenly, a middle-aged man came over carrying a medicine box. Jiang Mengli stopped him immediately and asked, "What are you doing?"

Doctor Jiang took a closer look but didn't recognize who it was. "I'm Doctor Jiang. I'm here to see the prince. Please move aside."

See a doctor?

I'm afraid it's murder for money.

She had heard from Yun Jian that there was something seriously wrong with Doctor Jiang.

I didn’t dare take any medicine for the past two days, which caused my internal injuries to recover very slowly and I felt weak all over.

Jiang Mengli smiled faintly and said, "The prince doesn't need your treatment, please get out of here!"

Doctor Jiang's face darkened upon hearing this, and he said impatiently, "Who are you? You should get out of here. If you keep looking at me, don't blame me for being rude!"

"I'm so beautiful, can't you recognize me?" Jiang Mengli's face also darkened. "I am the Princess of Yu! Look carefully!"

Princess Yu?

This is an arrogant and violent person.

Doctor Jiang knelt hurriedly and admitted his mistake, "Princess, please forgive me. It was...I was blind and didn't recognize the real man."

Jiang Mengli went straight to the point and said, "I took Prince Yu's pulse and found that something was not right with his body. It should be said that the medicine he took was not right."

The straightforward words startled Dr. Jiang, causing cold sweat to break out on his forehead. He swallowed nervously, feeling slightly flustered.

He pretended to be calm and stood up, saying, "Although you are the Princess of Yu, you can't slander me. The medicine I gave you is good medicine, there can't be any problems."

After saying that, he pushed the door open with a sullen face and walked in without looking at her again.

After walking in, he came to the bedside and took Wen Mohan's pulse.

What shocked him was that his internal injuries were gone and his pulse had returned to normal. All his previous efforts were in vain!

After releasing her wrist, he forced a smile and said, "Princess Yu, didn't you say there was something wrong with the medicine? Now that His Highness has recovered, what do you think?"

Jiang Mengli walked into the room and said, "I'm curious about what medicine you gave him. Let me see."

Doctor Jiang's face froze. "No...no more. Your Highness has already finished eating. If there's nothing else, I'll leave it at that."

After saying that, he was about to leave. As soon as he stood up, Jiang Mengli snatched the medicine box away and opened it quickly in two or three seconds.

There was a medicine bottle inside that looked quite high-end.

Jiang Mengli took one out and looked at it, "Yun Jian, does your master eat this?"

Yun Jian nodded, "Yes."

"No... no!" Doctor Jiang hurriedly tried to grab it, but missed. "Give it back to me. It's just an ordinary tonic."

If it was really a stimulant, he wouldn't be so nervous and scared. His current behavior shows that there is something wrong with the medicine.

Jiang Mengli took it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, then lied, "It really is refreshing. Doctor Jiang looks a little dazed, why not have one?"

"No, no need..." Doctor Jiang waved his hands and stepped back. "I'm very sober. It would be a waste to eat it. You guys eat it."

Not only was he stuttering, his legs and feet were shaking, and he was sweating coldly. He was extremely nervous.

After seeing the situation like this, who would still believe that the medicine is fine?

Jiang Mengli didn't give him a chance to refuse. She pinched his jaw and forced a few in. "For your own good, you should eat it. It won't be wasted."

cough...cough...cough...

Doctor Jiang coughed with a red face and pinched his throat with his hands, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't spit out the medicine.

In less than a moment, his body became limp, his face turned pale, and he had difficulty breathing.

"Your Highness, Prince Yu, please... please save me." Doctor Jiang struggled to crawl to the bed. "This medicine is not suitable for normal people!"

This medicine is a poison. Taking just one pill will damage organs, let alone the fact that he was fed several!

Wen Mohan sneered, "Are you saying that this prince is abnormal? The princess has the final say in my family. It's useless to beg me."