Chapter 629: I want to see my cousin, why do I want to commit suicide?

"yes."

Qiangwei agreed, and when she thought of the Second Prince's eyes that had been following her like a shadow just now, she felt a little chilly.

The man whom she once loved so much now made her feel sick when he approached her.

Neither of them stayed long and left the teahouse one after the other.

Fearing that she was being followed, Jiang Wan made several detours before returning to the mansion.

After resting for a while, she went to bed early, and the next day she took her medicine box to see the Eighth Prince.

At the palace gate, Jiang Wan unexpectedly met Jing Mo.

Thinking of the last time he recommended her in front of the Queen, Jiang Wan didn't even glance at him.

As a result, Jing Mo took the initiative to chase after her, "Miss Jiang, can I ask about the whereabouts of Cousin Yu?"

He knew that Yu Zelan followed the Second Prince, but since the other party was a prince, he didn't have the courage to ask.

Thinking of Yu Zelan's fate, Jiang Wan's eyes were subtle, "Don't you hate her very much?"

"That being said, she is my cousin after all."

Jing Mo's well-dressed appearance made Jiang Wan even more disgusted, and she smiled viciously.

"If you want to find her, I'm afraid you'll have to commit suicide to see her."

Jing Mo: ???

He stared at Jiang Wan in disbelief, "Miss Jiang, is there any misunderstanding between us?

I want to see my cousin, why do I have to commit suicide?"

He thought Jiang Wan was deliberately humiliating him.

Jiang Wan twitched her lips, "Because your cousin has already met the King of Hell, how can you meet her if you don't commit suicide?"

"What?!!"

Jing Mo was extremely surprised, his mouth opened wide, obviously very surprised by the answer.

"If you want to know the truth, you can ask the Second Prince instead of looking like I killed her."

Jiang Wan backed away from Jing Mo, "I really don't like you.

Because you are so scheming, don't deny that you were the one who ordered Yu Zelan to compete.

And a few days ago, you deliberately urged me to go show it to the Emperor in front of the Queen. "

"Miss Jiang, you misunderstood."

Jing Mo said hurriedly: "I really believe in your medical skills."

"Go away."

Jiang Wan turned around and left, too lazy to argue with the idiot, if it weren’t for the fact that the master of the Divine Doctor Valley had decent medical skills.

Jiang Wan was itching to give Jing Mo a lesson.

Forget it, Song Jiuyuan is about to do something, she can't be impulsive.

Staring at Jiang Wan's hurried back, Jing Mo narrowed his eyes, and a hint of malice flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Wan went straight to the Eighth Prince's palace. When she arrived, the Eighth Prince was practicing sword.

Perhaps hearing her footsteps, the Eighth Prince had already put away his sword. When he saw it was her, his face was filled with joy.

"Sister Jiang, let me show you the new swordsmanship I learned."

As he said this, he jumped up, swung the sword in his hand, and cut off the branches in the yard.

After a series of showy actions, the eighth prince looked like he was asking for praise.

"Sister Jiang, how was my dance?"

"It's less murderous."

Jiang Wan watched intently and inexplicably felt that this sword technique was somewhat similar to Song Jiuyuan's.

Could it be that he came here secretly to teach?

The Eighth Prince scratched his hair awkwardly, "I'm afraid of hurting Sister Jiang."

"How are you feeling lately?"

Jiang Wan smiled and changed the subject, then walked towards the flower hall with the Eighth Prince.

The Eighth Prince smiled innocently, "My face is itchy, I don't even dare to look in the mirror.

Every time I apply the medicine in the dark, I also want to give myself a surprise. "

"sit down."

Jiang Wan pinched his wrist, felt his pulse carefully, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

“Take off the mask.”

"good."

The eighth prince was a little nervous. He raised his hand to touch the mask, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and quickly took off the mask.

He was a little afraid to face it, nor did he dare to meet the eyes of Jiang Wan, Qiu Yan and the others.

"ah……"

Qiu Yan screamed and covered her mouth exaggeratedly, scaring the Eighth Prince so much that he covered his face.

"Sister Jiang, how is my scar?"

"You have to trust me."

Jiang Wan pushed the small mirror she carried with her in front of the Eighth Prince and spoke in a softer tone.

"Let's take a look."

"I……"

The eighth prince was overwhelmed with sadness. He took the mirror with trembling hands and didn't dare to look at it.

"Look."

Jiang Wan said encouragingly: "I will definitely surprise you."

The eighth prince held the mirror tightly, faced his face, and slowly opened his eyes.

The next second, the mirror in his hand almost slipped to the ground.

Jiang Wan anticipated his reaction and quickly grabbed the mirror.

"Why are you so excited?"

"Sister Jiang, my face is healed!"

The Eighth Prince was so excited that he almost cried out loud.

Just now he saw his facial features clearly in the mirror, but it had been so long that he had long forgotten what he looked like.

"Let's take another look."

Jiang Wan handed him the mirror and said jokingly, "This mirror cost me a lot of money, please don't break it."

"good."

The eighth prince excitedly took the mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and burst into tears with excitement.

"Thank you, Sister Jiang!!!"

He never thought that one day he would be able to see his restored face.

His facial features in the mirror are childish, and if you don't look closely, you can hardly see any scars.

At least it doesn't affect your relationship with others.

If you look closely, you can still see some faint traces.

However, the Eighth Prince was already very satisfied!

"Don't stop taking the medicine, your face will soon be back to normal."

Jiang Wan was very confident in her medicine. Plus, the Eighth Prince was still young, so new flesh would grow after the scar was shed.

"Sister Jiang, thank you for your kindness!"

The Eighth Prince's voice was trembling with excitement, and Jiang Wan chuckled.

"You're welcome. The remaining poison in your body has been almost cleared, but this matter should not be publicized.

If it is not necessary, you should wear a mask, we all need to lie low."

There are still a few days left before the half-month appointment with the emperor, so Jiang Wan will delay it as long as possible.

"Even if Sister Jiang didn't say it, I wouldn't reveal this."

The eighth prince clenched his fists. In the past, his brothers were so afraid of him because he had disfigured them.

If they knew that he had restored his appearance, they would probably be in danger soon.

The Eighth Prince has always known that there is no brotherly love in the palace.

Jiang Wan wrote another prescription and handed it to him, "Although the remaining poison has been cleared, your body is still in great deficiency.

Go get some medicine to replenish your body, and take it for ten days or so, and you will be able to stop taking it. "

"good."

The Eighth Prince was overjoyed as if he had found a treasure. He put the prescription away and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

That's why he looks a bit like a child.

Jiang Wan couldn't help but soften her heart, "Take good care of yourself and don't give others a chance to take advantage of you."

"Don't worry, Sister Jiang. I can protect myself."

The Eighth Prince grinned again, and Sister Jiang became as warm as her elder sister again.

very nice!

Just at this moment, Eunuch Bai hurried in, "Your Highness, Miss Jiang, the Emperor is here in a hurry."

Everyone was shocked. It was not a good thing for the emperor to come here. They didn't know who brought him here.

Jiang Wan stared at the Eighth Prince's intact face and quickly took out a small bag from the medical box.

"Don't move, I'll apply some medicine on you."