"She seems to be in good spirits now, but she must be feeling very sad. She would feel much better if she went out for a walk."

Aunt Liu responded, "Young lady is a strong person, she will definitely recover."

"I made some inquiries and heard that Prince Yu wanted to take a widow with a child as his concubine. This widow was his former fiancée, Su Yujiao."

They all knew that this was Wen Mohan's plan to indirectly make Jiang Mengli break off the engagement.

Even if they knew it was a ruse, they would help conceal it.

The next morning, Jiang Mengli left the capital with Jiang watching him.

The moment Jiang Mengli walked out of the city gate, her heart felt much more open.

The guards guarding the city began to discuss.

"Isn't Miss Jiang getting married? Where are you going now?"

"Who knows? Judging from the posture, he must be going on a long journey."

"How can we get married when we're so far away? Could something have gone wrong?"

"have no idea……"

The carriage had already gone far away, and Jiang Mengli did not hear the discussions.

Wen Mohan still locked himself in the study, handling official business when he had it and reading when he didn't.

In short, I won't let myself stop, because once I stop, I will start to think about all sorts of things.

Boom boom boom…

Someone knocked on the door.

Then came Yun Jian's voice, "Master, Miss Jiang left the capital with He Yu early this morning. They must be going on a long journey."

Upon hearing this, Wen Mohan tightened his grip on the book, squeezing it so tightly that the book was deformed.

My heart ached so much that I reached out and took a deep breath.

Then he growled coldly, "When did I ever ask you to find out where she is? Never again mention anything about her!"

Yun Jian suddenly choked and sighed deeply, "Yes, I won't ask about it again."

I really don’t understand why?

We were going to have a happy wedding, but now...