He Zheng immediately understood why she was so happy.
He raised his eyelids and said calmly, "Xie Linqian, the head of the Xie family, is coming to the capital soon. You want to ask him about what happened back then."
"Yes." Jiang Qingyao smiled and leaned towards him. Suddenly, she thought of something and straightened her posture and sat back steadily.
This little action could not escape He Zheng's eyes.
He clasped her wrist with his large hand and pulled it gently, then pulled her into his arms.
Jiang Qingyao struggled for a while, but of course she couldn't move and it was a waste of effort.
She put her hands on He Zheng's chest, wrinkled her nose, and said, "My legs still hurt a little."
Of course it doesn't hurt, but the side of my leg is a little red. I applied some medicine and the pain has subsided a lot now.
But that doesn't stop her from exaggerating a bit.
She also said confidently: "My waist hurts too."
How could such poor acting skills deceive the insightful Marquis Anguo?
But He Zheng was in a very good mood at this time. He cooperated with her and opened his thin lips lightly, "Well, I won't do it to you."
He bent down and kissed her.
Jiang Qingyao leaned against him lazily and continued, "I want to find out why my mother was poisoned. Who poisoned her? And why did she and my father separate?"
He Zheng touched her head and asked, "What do you need me to do?"
Jiang Qingyao's eyes were filled with smiles. "Then the Marquis sent someone to keep an eye on Lord Xie's movements."
He Zheng: "Okay."
After a while, there were two knocks on the study door.
"Enter."
When Xi Feng saw Jiang Qingyao and He Zheng together, he wondered if he had come at the wrong time again.
He quickly calmed down and said, "Sir, I just received news that the Medical Saint has arrived in Shangjing."
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