Chapter 4: Trouble
Song Yanxi quickly searched her mind, but still couldn't find the reason why Mo Jinchuan came here.
He is the fifth prince of the current dynasty. Although he was born to a slave girl, he joined the army at the age of sixteen for training. Now, at the age of twenty-four, he has been named King Jin for his outstanding military achievements.
If he had not lost his legs in the war and then surrendered his military power, he would have been able to compete with the prince for that position.
"The General's Mansion doesn't dare to associate with His Royal Highness Prince Jin. I wonder why His Royal Highness Prince Jin has come to my husband's tomb today?"
Song Yanxi couldn't figure it out, so she asked directly.
Mo Jinchuan's deep eyes fell on her, and a slight smile appeared on his thin lips. Against the backdrop of that unparalleled handsome face, it seemed as if the whole world suddenly brightened up.
Song Yanxi couldn't help but be distracted for a moment.
It was previously rumored in the capital that Prince Jin was the most handsome man in Anguo.
It seems the rumors are true.
"Madam is indeed intelligent. I heard that Madam studied under the Divine Doctor Valley?"
Although Mo Jinchuan was asking, his tone was firm, indicating that he had already verified it.
The Valley of Divine Doctors is the most mysterious hidden place in Anguo, and all the disciples in the past generations have been passed down from generation to generation.
Rumor has it that the medical skills of the Divine Doctor Valley are so superb that they can revive the dead.
However, the disciples of the Divine Doctor Valley hid their identities when they left the valley and lived in seclusion in the city. No one knew their names, and no one knew where to find them.
Those suffering from intractable diseases are lucky if they can be cured by chance, but if they try to find them, they will not be able to find them.
Song Yanxi's eyes fell on Mo Jinchuan's legs covered with a blanket, "Your Highness wants me to treat your legs?"
After she finished asking, she chuckled, "My husband just died in battle. As a newly widowed woman, I have many difficulties in moving around. If I treat the prince's old illness, I'm afraid there will be a lot of gossip. If it damages the prince's reputation, it will be my fault."
"I got an interesting piece of news a few days ago. Madam, you can listen to it." Mo Jinchuan's expression remained unchanged.
As if chatting casually, he told the story of how Lin Tingfeng fell in love with a woman on the battlefield, how he faked his death, and how he planned to make her follow him.
Song Yanxi already knew these things, but when she heard Mo Jinchuan talk about them, she was still indescribably shocked.
She looked at Mo Jinchuan, and suddenly some memories that she had ignored emerged in her mind.
In her previous life, after she committed suicide in front of Lin Tingfeng’s tomb, a man in a wheelchair hurried over.
After the Yan family was exterminated by Lin Tingfeng, a figure in a wheelchair also arrived.
But at that time, as a lonely ghost who committed suicide for Lin Tingfeng, her attention was all on Lin Tingfeng, and she did not notice Mo Jinchuan in the wheelchair.
Seeing that Song Yanxi didn't look shocked at all, Mo Jinchuan continued, "You donated all the rewards given by the emperor and even resigned your title. I believe you already know about this. But you are in the open and he is in the dark. Even if you know, it will not be easy for you to leave the general's mansion. Why don't you cooperate with me? You can treat my leg and I will be your backer."
Song Yanxi's mind moved slightly. She really wanted to find a bigger backer for herself and her family after leaving the general's mansion.
It is actually very appropriate for Mo Jinchuan to be her backer.
Song Yanxi thought for a moment before agreeing, "Okay, since we're collaborating, could Your Highness take me back home now?"
Yesterday, Zhulu intercepted Lin Tingfeng's carrier pigeon letter. In the letter, Lin Tingfeng ordered Taohua to commit suicide in front of his grave.
She also sent people to test Taohua, and Taohua was good at martial arts and had considerable skills.
Even though Zhuguo and Zhulu were there, Taohua would be unable to do anything to her unless she committed suicide.
But a head-on conflict would expose the fact that Zhuguo and Zhulu were fighting, and now is not the time for them to expose it.
Mo Jinchuan just gave a look to the guard next to him, and soon, the coachman from Prince Jin's Mansion drove over in a carriage.
Song Yanxi and Mo Jinchuan got on the carriage one after another.
"Please extend your hand, Your Highness." Song Yanxi said after sitting down in the carriage.
Mo Jinchuan put his hand on the pulse pillow.
As the distance got closer, he could see more clearly. Although the girl had looked heartbroken before, she was actually not sad at all. Even the haggard look on her face was partly due to makeup.
A smile unconsciously appeared in his eyes. This girl still retained some of the cleverness she had when she was in the Valley of Divine Doctors.
Song Yanxi was concentrating on taking Mo Jinchuan's pulse and did not notice the subtle expression on his face.
After taking his pulse, she reached out and pinched and tapped Mo Jinchuan's leg, "Can you feel anything here?"
"No." Mo Jinchuan shook his head.
"Here?"
Mo Jinchuan still shook his head.
After checking everything, it was found that Mo Jinchuan's legs had completely lost all feeling.
What's more, because he has been disabled for so long, his leg muscles have atrophied.
Song Yanxi frowned slightly and said, "I'm not completely sure about your leg, my Lord. I can only try my best."
Mo Jinchuan nodded, "Okay, just do your best."
As they were talking, the carriage had already arrived in front of the general's mansion.
As soon as Mo Jinchuan's carriage arrived at the gate of the general's mansion, Madam Lin and her confidants who were waiting at the gate quickly ran back to report.
When Song Yanxi got off the carriage, Old Madam Lin and the entire Lin family had already come out to greet Mo Jinchuan.
"I pay my respects to His Majesty Prince Jin."
After performing the proper greetings, Madam Lin stood up and saw Song Yanxi, dressed in mourning clothes with red and swollen eyes, getting off Prince Jin's carriage.
Her pupils suddenly dilated in shock, "This..."
Shouldn’t Song Yanxi have died in front of her son’s grave?
She was waiting for Taohua to come back and report, so that they could go and collect Song Yanxi's body and wait for a while until the storm had passed.
Her son can then bring the princess back to the capital in glory.
By then, the emperor will surely reward them again, and their family will be on the verge of prosperity.
But what about Song Yanxi?
"Yan Xi, you..." Old Madam Lin's expression changed with shock, and a gloomy look flashed across her eyes.
Song Yanxi's face was expressionless, and her cold eyes swept across He's face indifferently.
She had almost accomplished what she wanted to do, and there was no need for her to continue to flatter those minions in the General's Mansion.
Mo Jinchuan said, "I admire General Lin's bravery in sacrificing his life for the country, and I went to pay my respects. I didn't expect to find his wife so heartbroken that she even contemplated suicide. The dead are gone, but the living must live well. Today, I rescued his wife and escorted her back to the General's Mansion. Our dynasty has always treated the widows of martyrs with kindness. From now on, I ask everyone in the General's Mansion to take good care of his wife."
Mrs. Lin's eyes were full of resentment.
When the mourning hall was set up in the mansion, Prince Jin did not come to pay his respects. Why did he go to the grave to pay his respects today?
It would have been fine if they were just paying their respects, but they actually ran into Song Yanxi committing suicide. By saving her, they ruined her son's good fortune.
But Mo Jinchuan was a prince after all, and he had made great military achievements and held an extraordinary status, so she didn't dare to blame him for anything.
No matter how much hatred he felt in his heart, he remained respectful on the surface, "Thank you, Prince Jin."
After seeing Queen Jin off, her expression suddenly turned cold.
"Song Yanxi, kneel down!"
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