Chapter 718: Cheng Jin, you deserve it!
"I don't believe you."
Jiang Wan snorted and said that this was a good thing, at least until Fuling recovered.
If Fuling could still accept Cheng Jin, she would not stop him.
If Fuling can't accept it, she will help Fuling.
"Wanwan, the Cheng family's affairs have been dealt with."
Song Jiuyuan told Jiang Wan everything Cheng Jin said, and finally said:
"If Fuling is willing, Cheng Jin can even follow her back to Yaowang Valley."
"That depends on Fuling's thoughts."
Jiang Wan snorted, "A man who can't handle household affairs well is useless no matter how good he is!"
"Yes, Wanwan is right."
Song Jiuyuan silently glanced at Cheng Jin outside and said, "Brother, I'm sorry. I can't sacrifice my happiness for your happiness."
The weather had been getting colder in the past two days. When passing by a small town, Cheng Jin went to the town to buy some honey. He didn't dare to give it directly to Fuling.
Instead, he quietly gave Muxiang, "Muxiang, Fuling's throat is uncomfortable, make her some honey water."
Mu Xiang didn't dare to accept it, but looked at Jiang Wan. Jiang Wan nodded slightly, and then she accepted it.
"Don't think that Senior Sister will forgive you just because of a small favor!"
Muxiang had a hard life in her early years, so she has a rather aggressive temper. If Jiang Wan had not been there that morning, the old woman and the strong man would have been poisoned to death by her.
"I know."
Cheng Jin looked a little haggard, and he carefully reminded her: "You must remember to give her some to drink."
"No need for your instructions."
Muxiang snorted softly. Her master and senior sister were the best people to her, so naturally she would hold them at the top of her heart.
In the carriage, Jiang Wan looked at Mu Xiang's lively smiling face and felt a little satisfied.
"The wood fragrance has changed a lot."
This was Song Jiuyuan’s evaluation of Muxiang. In the past, her eyes were always filled with gloom.
Jiang Wan suddenly smiled, "Most men easily get the favor of their parents.
For a girl, even if she is poor all her life, she may not be able to get it.
There are too many oppressed girls like Muxiang in Dafeng, so I want to open a female medical class to change the situation of girls. "
"I can't empathize with you, but I will support you."
Song Jiuyuan is a man with an excellent family background, so naturally he cannot empathize with Muxiang.
"I've been thinking about it carefully lately, and a female medical class alone is not enough."
Jiang Wan's eyes sparkled, "Song Jiuyuan, if I were to open a girls' school, would you say I was being rebellious?"
"Won't."
Song Jiuyuan liked her because she was so confident and kind, he said sincerely.
“It’s not like there haven’t been precedents like this in history, but the girls’ schools that were opened in the past were only for girls from aristocratic families.
They were sent by their families to Kyoto academy to learn music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but the girls' academy gradually declined.
"I send them to school just to marry better people. I hope ordinary people can have the opportunity to study."
Jiang Wan knew that this was a long and arduous task, so she particularly liked to make money.
The more money she earns, the closer she will be to her goal.
"I'll help you. How about we start with Jiuzhou?"
Song Jiuyuan knew that the emperor had not yet fully taken power and had many concerns.
If Jiuzhou implements it well, they will have the confidence to implement it nationwide.
"That's what you said."
Jiang Wan's eyebrows curved, and she felt much better. Over there, Fuling held the bowl and took a sip of honey water.
"Where's the honey water?"
Fuling remembered that there seemed to be no such thing in the previous luggage. Hearing this, Muxiang lowered her head and said perfunctorily:
"Master took it out. I don't know."
"Muxiang, do you know that you dare not look me in the eyes when you lie?"
Fuling's tone was helpless. She really liked this junior sister who was much younger than her, so she didn't scold her.
There was no other way, Mu Xiang could only confess, "It was bought by Master Cheng, and I don't know how he got it.
Senior sister, your voice is hoarse, drink something."
"Um."
Fuling didn't throw it away. Her health was more important than anything else. After drinking it, she lowered her voice and said to Muxiang:
"If he asks you, just say you don't know whether I drank or not."
"Okay."
Muxiang did it very naturally to make Cheng Jin unhappy.
The weather was getting colder, so Jiang Wan held the hot water bottle and decided to ride in the same carriage with Fuling.
She was worried about Fuling's health and kept an eye on her to make sure she was safe.
Without Jiang Wan's order, Song Jiuyuan didn't ask Cheng Jin to get on the carriage, so Cheng Jin was shivering in the cold wind.
"Fuling, if you're still cold, drink some hot water."
Jiang Wan opened the carriage curtain and glanced at Cheng Jin, whose hands were red from the cold. She said casually, "This young man who was raised in Kyoto just can't stand the cold."
"Whoever told him to bully my senior sister deserves to freeze to death!"
Muxiang curled her lips in anger, feeling really sorry for Fuling. Fuling subconsciously looked outside the carriage.
Cheng Jin was not far from their carriage. His hands, which were holding the reins, were swollen from the cold, and his fair face was even redder.
"Uncle Junior Master, why don't you let him go back?"
Fuling is kind-hearted. Although she feels a little resentful towards Cheng Jin, she still feels bad about it.
"He refused to go back and was very stubborn. He deserved to be frozen."
Jiang Wan patted Fuling's hand and said to her in a soothing tone, "Don't worry, the prince wouldn't dare let him get on the carriage without my approval."
Poria: ...
She sniffed in silence, then took a sip of water from the kettle. The water was warm and sweet.
Fuling felt uncomfortable and whispered:
"Uncle Master, you should let him ride in the carriage with the prince, otherwise the Cheng family will blame us if he gets frozen."
"Don't worry, Uncle Cheng and I have a good relationship, so he won't interfere."
Jiang Wan warmed her hands with the hot water bottle, then looked up to meet Fuling's worried gaze.
"Fuling, you won't be soft-hearted, will you?"
"without."
Fuling lowered her head, not daring to look Jiang Wan in the eye. She admitted that her heart was stirred.
But... I still can't get over the hurdle in my heart.
"Sister, please don't be soft-hearted."
Mu Xiang seemed to be somewhat hostile to men. She advised: "If you are soft-hearted, what will he do if he bullies you again in the future?"
Jiang Wan: ...
"That's all."
Fuling looked away with difficulty. If she didn't look, she wouldn't have any random thoughts. What happened to Cheng Jin had nothing to do with her.
Jiang Wan: ...
Cheng Jin, just continue to stay cold, it's your own fault!
The weather was not very good and the carriage was bumpy. Everyone was silent. The view in the carriage was a little dark, and it was not convenient for Jiang Wan to read.
Just when she was bored, the carriage in front suddenly banged, and Jiang Wan was so scared that she looked over quickly.
"What's going on?"
Cheng Jin quickly sped up his horse and ran over. After a while, he came back and said to them:
"Don't worry, it's just that the carriage wheel fell into a big hole. You guys take a rest, and we'll continue on our way once you're done."
"good."
Jiang Wan had just nodded when she vaguely heard footsteps. Her face changed and she looked forward.
"not good!"
“Someone is coming!”
Cheng Jin drew his sword and stood in front of their carriage as a guardian.
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