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Under Jiang Mingzhi's earnest gaze, Jiang Yanzhu wrapped the roast chicken and put it directly into his arms.

Jiang Mingzhi was stunned. "Why don't you eat?"

Jiang Yanzhu opened her innocent eyes and stammered, "Keep it, Auntie, and eat it."

Jiang Mingzhi's expression twitched slightly, and he said, "I prepared this specially for you, you can eat it yourself."

Jiang Yanzhu shook his head and acted very stubborn. No matter what he said, he was unwilling to eat by himself.

Jiang Mingzhi was not a patient person. After telling him several times and seeing that he didn't listen, he simply reached out and snatched the roast chicken.

"Just eat what you're told to, why are you talking so much nonsense!"

He didn't mind the greasiness, so he tore off a chicken leg with his bare hands and stuffed it into Jiang Yanzhu's mouth.

The ferocious face frightened Jiang Yanzhu so much that his face changed color. He tried to escape but was held down by the servant brought by Jiang Mingzhi.

"I won't eat it, you bad guy, um..."

He struggled hard, scratching everywhere with his little hands, leaving two bloody marks on the servant's face, but still couldn't break free.

Just as Jiang Mingzhi was about to stuff the chicken leg into Jiang Yanzhu's mouth, a force suddenly hit his hand.

"what--"

Jiang Mingzhi cried out in pain, jumped up, and threw the chicken leg in his hand away.

Suddenly, a scar appeared on his arm, and blood was flowing out.

The scar wasn't big, but for the spoiled Jiang Mingzhi, it scared him so much that he started yelling, "Blood! I'm bleeding! Ahhh! Call a doctor! My hand is going to be broken!"

Jiang Wansang: "..."

She was about to say something sarcastic, but his yelling left her speechless.

After Jiang Mingzhi yelled in panic, he wanted to find the culprit, but his fierce expression met Jiang Wansang's cold eyes.

His expression froze, all his anger turned into fear, and he took two steps back uncontrollably.

Why is it this plague god!

Jiang Mingzhi, who was originally very aggressive, suddenly became weak. He didn't even dare to fart and ran away while grabbing his servant.

Jiang Wansang, who hadn't said a word from beginning to end, said: "..."

Is she that scary?

Perhaps sensing her doubts, Zhe Liu quietly added, "Everyone in the mansion is saying that the young lady is now a lunatic who doesn't care about anything."

Jiang Wansang: "???"

"It's been so long, and they just discovered it now?"

After the news spread that she had chased her enemy for thousands of kilometers in her previous life, many people called her a lunatic.

Although she has restrained herself in this world, she still does some crazy things. How did they just discover this?

I thought she would be angry: "..."

If it were a young lady, it wouldn't be strange to say so.

The master and servant ignored Jiang Mingzhi who was running away, but instead slowly walked towards Jiang Yanzhu who was crying bitterly.

Jiang Wansang looked at the little brat with interest, "Why are you crying?"

She thought he would say he was "bullied and scared", but Jiang Yanzhu pouted and said aggrievedly: "The meat, the meat is gone, gone."

Jiang Wansang was speechless for a moment.

She glanced at the roast chicken that had fallen to the ground and suddenly raised her eyebrows. "It just fell to the ground, it's not inedible."

She stared at Jiang Yanzhu with a half-smile, "You can even pick up and eat the cakes that fell on the ground, so if the meat fell on the ground, would you still be disgusted?"

Jiang Yanzhu's cry choked and her expression froze for a moment.

After all, he is just a child of ten years old. No matter how good his acting skills are, there will always be times when he can't subconsciously control his emotions.

Just when Jiang Yanzhu was hesitating and didn't know what to do, a familiar voice came to the rescue.

"Xiaoyan!"

Aunt Wei ran over in a panic and hugged Jiang Yanzhu in her arms, her face full of lingering fear.

God knows she just saw Jiang Mingzhi coming out of her yard with blood on his hands, and she was so scared that she almost fainted.

She was called away by Old Lady Jiang again today.

I thought that as long as Xiaoyan stayed in the yard, nothing would happen. I didn't expect that Jiang Mingzhi would go directly to Xiaoyan when he couldn't get the desired result from him.

Although she saw Jiang Yanzhu standing in front of her intact, Aunt Wei couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Xiao Yan, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"

Before Jiang Yanzhu could speak, Jiang Wansang beside him answered for him: "He's fine at the moment, but if I come a little later, I'm not sure."

Aunt Wei's face turned pale. She then noticed that there was someone standing next to her and asked nervously, "What does this mean, Miss?"

Jiang Wansang raised an eyebrow.

Judging from her nervous and flustered look when she appeared just now, she must have run into the injured Jiang Mingzhi on her way back.

Jiang Wansang didn't hide the good deed she had done. "Just now, Jiang Mingzhi brought a roast chicken and insisted that Xiaoyan eat it, but I stopped him in time."

She had no medical skills, so naturally she didn't know what was wrong with the roast chicken, but looking at Jiang Mingzhi's attitude, it was definitely not as simple as just delivering food.

Aunt Wei was a smart person, so she naturally understood the meaning of her words.

She immediately picked up the fallen chicken leg and smelled it. Her expression changed slightly, and the hand holding the chicken leg unconsciously tightened.

Jiang Mingzhi, that freeloader, actually...actually wanted to kill her Xiaoyan with a chronic poison!

Jiang Wansang didn't know what was wrong with the roast chicken, but seeing Aunt Wei's reaction, he had a vague guess in his mind.

Could it be that this concubine Wei also knows medical skills?

Jiang Wansang had investigated Aunt Wei's situation before. She was just a country girl from a remote village. She was bought into the Prime Minister's Mansion by Meng Lianshu when she was selling herself on the street to bury her father.

She doesn't have any other skills and can only do some needlework.

Over the years, she has been relying on the rewards she received when she was favored and the pocket money she earned from needlework to support herself and Jiang Yanzhu.

There was no indication that she had medical skills.

Although Jiang Wansang was confused, this was obviously Aunt Wei's secret.

Given their current relationship, it was not appropriate for her to pry into such secrets, so Jiang Wansang did not ask anything.

Aunt Wei quickly calmed down, stood up and bowed to Jiang Wansang, "Thank you for your help, Miss."

Her gratitude was sincere, but the distance between her words was also real.

"My situation, young lady, I'm sure you're aware of it. I really have nothing to offer in return."

She took out a handkerchief from her bosom and said, "I embroidered this myself. I hope you won't dislike it, Miss."

Jiang Wansang knew her current situation and really couldn't come up with anything good.

Even though Old Lady Jiang had given her some things as rewards in order to bring her and Jiang Gaoyuan together, they were all taken away by Meng Lianshu under various pretexts.

This hand-embroidered handkerchief is indeed the most sincere thank-you gift that Aunt Wei can give.

But Jiang Wansang didn't answer.

It’s not that she thinks the return gift is too small, but she has other ideas in mind.

Jiang Wansang looked at Aunt Wei quietly, her eyes seemed to be able to see through her.

"Does Aunt Wei really think she can live like this forever?"