For the sake of a fleeting glance back then, Jiang Qingwan concealed her identity and married into the general's mansion, expending half of her cultivation to help the Qin family change their f...
A whip floated in the air, lashing out repeatedly without anyone wielding it.
She was initially horrified, wondering who had done it.
But looking at Mu Zhen's torn and bleeding skin, he inexplicably felt an unusual sense of comfort in his heart.
Serves you right!
Even a servant dares to act arrogantly in front of her.
Even if the Empress Dowager is temporarily angry with her, she is a county princess with a noble status, and she will not tolerate a servant acting so arrogantly.
Mu Zhen was extremely agitated by the beating, and the pain all over her body made her feel like a raging wolf.
"Ah! Bastard! Bastard!"
She suddenly shouted, enduring the excruciating pain, and sat cross-legged on the ground again, trying to unleash all her energy to retract the Binding Immortal Rope.
Unfortunately, the Binding Immortal Rope didn't give her a chance at all, whipping her away with a series of sharp cracks until she lay on the ground, completely powerless to resist.
As if it had lost interest, the Binding Immortal Rope swayed leisurely and flew away.
Mu Zhen's face was covered in bloodstains. He lay on the ground, panting heavily, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"
She never used the Soul-Capturing Spell on other ordinary people in the Prince's Palace, precisely because she disdained to do so.
But now, she wants to get someone from the Prince's mansion to avenge her for today's humiliation.
Just as she was about to go all out like a madwoman, a black pigeon landed beside her.
A sealed secret letter was tied to it.
A fleeting glimpse of a golden maple leaf on the secret letter.
"Master?"
She quickly opened the secret letter, and was horrified when she saw its contents. Without saying a word, she got up, went back to her room, grabbed her things, and left without looking back.
Inside the main hall of the Prince's Mansion.
Jiang Qingwan stopped struggling and leaned back in the bamboo chair that Li Dou had brought over, drinking the flower tea that Lian'er had brewed.
Qing Sui and Ye Qi have already cleaned up the remaining traces of the formation.
At this moment, He Nian rushed in carrying Liu Shi, led by a servant.
"Your Highness, save me!"
Jiang Qingwan sat up.
Li Dou then brought over another chair.
He Yidong, who had already woken up, heard the sound and ran over after Li Dou.
Seeing this, he cried out anxiously, "Dad, what happened to Mom?"
He Nian carefully placed Liu Shi on the chair.
Without even having time to explain to his son, he knelt down in front of Jiang Qingwan again.
Throughout the journey, no matter how he called out to her, Liu Shi did not wake up, and her body temperature kept dropping, and he could not warm her up no matter how he tried to warm her up.
The two men were stranded on the border, living in poverty, and had witnessed life and death separations.
Now that the matter has fallen on his shoulders, this tough man couldn't help but shed tears.
"Please, Your Highness, save my wife!"
He Yidong was still a child after all, and he was so frightened that he knelt down and kowtowed as well.
"Sister Jiang, what happened to my mother?"
Jiang Qingwan really did not want to accept He Nian's kneeling ceremony.
This person has a strong destiny and has accumulated good karma; kneeling before her would only diminish her luck.
She turned to the side.
"Stop crying, everyone. The person isn't dead."
She handed the teacup to Lian'er and bent down to examine it.
"Luckily we rescued her in time, otherwise she would have really become a dried corpse."
As she spoke, a golden thread condensed from her fingertip and gently touched Liu's brow.
Although it did not wake him up, his breathing and breath were noticeably better.
"Go back and find a doctor to prescribe some medicine to replenish your qi and blood. You'll be fine after a few days of rest."
He Nian was stunned.
Tears were still on her face.
"That's...that's it?"
Jiang Qingwan looked at him.
"Otherwise what? Should I jump around her twice with a peach wood sword?"
He Nian was at a loss for words.
Lian'er pursed her lips, wanting to laugh, but quickly suppressed it, curtsied, and said, "Lord He, my young lady would not lie."
He Nian quickly came to his senses and kowtowed to express his gratitude.
Jiang Qingwan quickly waved for Li Dou to pull the person up.
If she keeps hitting her head, she'll get dizzy.
"Lian'er, bring Lord He's box over here."
"yes!"
Lian'er quickly took the wooden box.
Jiang Qingwan opened it and took out a hundred-tael silver note from it.
“I’m not saving you for nothing; this is payment, so you don’t need to feel indebted to me.”
The box was closed again and handed back to He Nian.
He Nian was filled with mixed emotions.
Given this predicament, if Jiang Qingwan really wanted to force him to do something for Mo Yunhan, he would have no choice but to agree.
But she took the initiative to sever ties, so as not to put him in a difficult position between feelings and loyalty.
He knew that a mere hundred taels of silver was far from enough to repay the debt of saving his life.
He didn't say anything, but pursed his lips and carefully put the box away.
Jiang Qingwan grasped Liu's hand, bit her fingertip, and drew a talisman on her palm.
With the final stroke completed.
The talisman instantly transformed into a golden light and merged into his palm.
Jiang Qingwan's face also turned extremely pale.
"From now on, the paper dolls will no longer kidnap her. You can go back now."
Qinghui reacted quickly and caught her.
"Your Highness, are you alright?"
Lian'er exclaimed in surprise, "Miss, why do you look so pale?"
Although He Nian and his son couldn't tell what the talisman was, they could both see the change in Jiang Qingwan's expression after she drew it.
A wave of soreness and tightness washed over me.
He Yidong raised his hand to wipe away his tears.
"Sister Jiang, I will never forget your kindness to my mother in this lifetime."
Jiang Qingwan sat back down on the bamboo chair.
She gave him a faint smile.
"Then you should study hard, and in the future, whether you become a high-ranking official or make a lot of money, you can repay me properly."
"I will definitely be obedient."
He Yidong spoke with the solemnity of making an oath.
Jiang Qingwan smiled and didn't take it to heart.
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