She suddenly gasped: "Something's wrong. Why is the bed warm? It should be freezing cold if no one is sleeping in it."
Smelling this familiar scent, I instantly knew who it was.
It was Wen Mohan lying in the bed. How to explain this sudden appearance?
While she was still at a loss, a man's hoarse and low voice came to her ears, "Don't you want to explain?"
Jiang Mengli swallowed nervously, forced a stiff smile and looked back. The man was facing her sideways, his handsome eyes looking particularly bright in the night.
It was not yet fully light outside and the lighting was not very good, but her cheeks were already red.
Ahem…
She coughed lightly twice to ease the tension. "I can explain. Last time...I told you last time that I am the Lady of the Nine Heavens..."
"Can the Lady of the Nine Heavens go out and fool around in the middle of the night?" Wen Mohan gritted his teeth and interrupted her before she could finish. "I told you before in Huangzhou City that you can't stay out all night before the divorce."
"I was wondering why you had to stay in a room alone. So that's the reason. Why don't you explain what you were doing in the middle of the night?"
explain?
How to explain it?
This is quite difficult.
Jiang Mengli was extremely distressed, his brows furrowed so tightly that they could kill a fly: Is there anything that must be done at night?
Wen Mohan reached out and smoothed her frown, and guessed in a cold voice, "Could it be that she's meeting her lover?"
His words put Jiang Mengli's heart at ease and she breathed a sigh of relief.
call……
It seemed that he didn't see the scene that appeared out of nowhere.
As long as you haven't seen it, it's much easier to explain.
She forced a bright smile, nodded with bright eyes and said, "Yes, you guessed it right. I...I just wanted to get a divorce when I get back. I have to find the next one in advance."
Wen Mohan: “!!”
Jiang Mengli didn't see the anger hidden in his eyes and continued, "But I found that there are no suitable men in this small town. Let's talk about it after returning to the capital."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man stood up coldly, slammed the door and left.
The door slammed loudly, making her shrink her neck in fright.
Why……
"I'm angry." Jiang Mengli covered her head with the quilt in frustration. "I feel so bad. Why did I travel through time and space as an enemy?"
"But if he wasn't my enemy, I wouldn't have married him and become his princess. Maybe I wouldn't have even met him. It's fate."
Kong Kong heard her words at this moment and comforted her: "Master, don't be sad. When you return to the capital, find someone who suits you. That way you can forget him."
She agreed with this suggestion very much, "Yes, bear with it for a while."
After daybreak, they all prepared to set off back.
When they arrived at the Cliff of Broken Love, Princess Jing knelt silently on the edge, looking down with dim eyes. Perhaps because she had not slept all night, she had dark circles under her eyes and looked haggard.
A pile of paper money was burning in front of him, and the wind blew the ashes everywhere.
The collapsed area can be seen below, and the carriage is no longer there. It is unlikely to pull out the body from inside.
Jiang Mengli and Wen Mohan didn't disturb her, but just watched quietly from behind.
After an unknown amount of time, Princess Jing's voice became hoarse as she asked, "Why weren't you the ones killed? My son is still so young, and she hasn't even become a father yet. Losing his legs is pitiful enough, and now he's even lost his life."
As he spoke, tears began to flow again and his throat was blocked and choked with sobs.
Jiang Mengli frowned slightly, "Why should we be the ones to die? Could it be that you actually hired those killers to kill us?"
Upon hearing this, Princess Jing's heart skipped a beat. She screamed guiltily, "Nonsense! I didn't hire any assassins. You're just a jinx. My son hasn't had peace since he met you!"
"Ah... my son, why is your life so miserable? I, an old man, have to send you off. How will I explain this to your father when I return? My son..."
She cried loudly towards the cliff, her heart broken and heartbroken.
We have been here for nearly an hour now. The wind is quite strong and everyone feels a little cold.
Jiang Mengli really didn't want to wait any longer. "Any mother who loses her son deserves sympathy, but I really can't sympathize with you. This is all your fault."
"Since the Third Prince's wife is reluctant to leave her son, I suggest you build a house here so you can stay with him every day."
These words shocked Princess Jing, and her fingers slowly tightened, and the hatred in her heart deepened.
She didn't think it was her fault. The person who was really wrong was Jiang Mengli.
If there had been no engagement, the current situation would not have occurred.
Jiang Mengli turned around indifferently and ordered Yun Jian, "Get in the carriage, we'll go first. Princess Jing still needs to accompany her son, so there's no need for us to wait."
She and Wen Mohan got on the carriage one after another. Yun Jian drove away without hesitation, and the guards he brought also got on their horses and followed closely.
Xiaochun watched them leave, walked to Princess Jing's side, and spoke cautiously, "Princess, why don't we go back to the capital and ask a high monk to perform a ritual to bring back the prince's soul."
"We'll build a cenotaph for him and hold a grand funeral. As long as his soul returns home, we can slowly find a way to bring his remains back."
It was unknown whether Princess Jing took her words to heart. After she finished speaking, she stood up shakily and weakly told the guards, "Let's go too."
…
Wen Mohan and Jiang Mengli went to the palace immediately after returning to the capital.
The emperor looked at the man below who was not only alive but also able to move his legs and feet freely, and he could no longer suppress his anger.
"I have to congratulate my ninth brother. Now he has recovered and is walking briskly again." The emperor said with a forced smile.
Wen Mohan bowed humbly and politely and said, "I have to thank my royal brother for his care."
The emperor smiled faintly and nodded upon hearing this. "Forget the polite words. You have done a great job in handling the disaster and even uncovered corrupt officials. You deserve praise."
"Come here, give Prince Yu a hundred-year-old ginseng and a hundred taels of gold, and give Princess Yu a South Sea pearl and a can of oolong tea."
Jiang Mengli: “…” The corners of his mouth twitched.
East China Sea Pearls and Oolong Tea!!
I really don't like this reward. Gold is more practical.
Anything awarded by the emperor can only be used and cannot be exchanged for money.
Although he didn't like it, he still pretended to be very happy, and knelt down with a bright smile to thank him, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward."
The emperor forced a smile and said, "Everyone, get up. It must be tiring to travel so fast. Go back and rest."
I have been in a bad mood since I learned that they returned safely.
When he saw Wen Mohan standing in front of him with nimble legs and feet, he felt even worse.
After planning for so long, it all ended up in vain!
The two men stood up one after another, walked away, and turned to walk out.
Just as he opened the door, the emperor suddenly called out, "Wait a minute, why didn't Prince Ning come into the palace with him? I already know that he kidnapped you. I'll let him into the palace later and punish him."
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