Jiang Mengli: “…” She was speechless.
It is an open fact that he is good-looking, he doesn't even need to say it.
So why is he in the Langya Gang?
He looked clean and seemed to be living a good life. Someone even gave him a prosthetic limb.
This prosthesis is finely polished and fits Wen Jingyun perfectly. It can be seen that the person who made the prosthesis was extremely meticulous.
"He actually doesn't recognize me..." Wen Yu frowned, then quickly regained his composure and said, "No matter what, being alive is a good thing. Forgetting everything means having no worries."
"If he remembered everything, and returned home to learn of his mother's death and that the throne had become someone else's, he would definitely be in great pain."
Wen Jingyun didn't understand what they were saying. After sitting for a while, he couldn't sit still anymore, so he stood up and walked out of the tent with a smile.
He looked around curiously at the unfamiliar environment.
Just then, he opened the tent where Mo Yunchen lived. "It's you, haha... I remember you. You were locked up, and... you were stabbed with a dagger..."
Ahem…
Mo Yunchen coughed hurriedly to interrupt, "You remembered it wrong..."
"No, no..." Wen Jingyun quickly shook his head and said seriously, "I have a very good memory. I'm not mistaken. You were... cut by a knife. There were so many wounds and so much blood!"
"Shut up!" Mo Yunchen gritted his teeth, his eyes cold and sharp, "Don't talk nonsense, you're seeing things."
If this matter were to get out, it would certainly arouse suspicion.
Jiang Mengli had said before that he was a little different. If they believed what Wen Jingyun said, their suspicion would definitely deepen.
Wen Mohan was indeed cut by the dagger and had many scars on him, but now he has taken over Wen Mohan's identity.
Wen Jingyun was frightened by his cold eyes and shrank back timidly, "I... I didn't see it wrong..."
Having said this, he left the tent in panic, and then huddled in a corner where wood was piled up to find a sense of security.
Outside the tent, Jiang Mengli heard his words clearly, and immediately walked into the tent, wondering:
"Wen Mohan, you don't have any other scars on your body except for the whip wounds. What did he just say?"
This made Mo Yunchen's heart skip a beat. He then pretended to be relaxed and stood up and said:
"He's already stupid, so what he said doesn't count. Maybe he saw that the person who was scratched was Agou. You treated Agou's wound before, so you should have seen his injuries."
"I was imprisoned with him at first, and later we were separated. It's normal for Wen Jingyun to mistake Agou, isn't it?"
After his explanation, Jiang Mengli also felt that it made some sense.
The wounds on Agou's body were indeed caused by a dagger, and the situation was consistent with what Wen Jingyun said.
"I see. You should take a rest." Jiang Mengli collected his thoughts and rubbed his brows. "After a day and night of fighting, I need to pack up and take a rest."
He smelled strongly of blood and was completely dirty.
What’s more important is that I’m very hungry, so hungry that my stomach is sticking to my back.
There was no feeling when fighting bloody battles, as if I had endless energy, but when the fighting stopped, I felt like I was almost exhausted.
She returned to her separate thatched hut and entered her blue tent.
The real Wen Mohan was a little excited when he saw her come in, "Uh...uh..."
When he saw her appearance at this moment, his eyes showed heartache and worry.
Jiang Mengli seemed to understand his gaze and replied with a faint smile: "I'm fine. I'm covered in other people's blood. This time we are still victorious. The medicine man of the Langya Gang has been eliminated."
When Wen Mohan heard this, there was finally a hint of smile in his eyes.
He had felt much better. He reached out and patted the bed gently, motioning Jiang Mengli to sit down.
Jiang Mengli walked over and sat down, sighing deeply, "Something incredible just happened. Someone who I thought was dead actually appeared alive in the military camp."
"I'm just curious, why did he stay in the Langya Gang? Who saved him? Why did he survive after falling off such a high cliff?"
A series of confusions, but no one can answer.
Wen Mohan lying on the bed opened his mouth and said "Ahhh", wanting to say these words, but he couldn't say them at all.
He became a little anxious and raised his hand to gesture in the air, but suddenly found that he could not write anything.
When I think about writing down what I want to say, my mind goes blank and I don’t know how to write it.
ah……
Wen Mohan collapsed, pounding his head with his wrapped hands.
"Stop!" Jiang Mengli hurriedly grabbed his hand, "You're crazy, don't worry, I'll find a way to cure you, you can talk to me after you get better."
"I'm tired and hungry from the battle. Now I have to go clean myself up, eat, and get some sleep. When I get up, I'll show you how my injuries are healing."
After saying this, she patted his shoulders gently to comfort him, just like coaxing a child, and only left the tent after he calmed down.
Wen Mohan looked at the drawn curtain, closed his eyes and shed helpless tears.
He was very worried that Mo Yunchen would use his identity to do something excessive.
ah……
Why did it become like this?
What kind of monster is Mo Yunchen!?
There are so many questions in my mind, but no answers...
Jiang Mengli returned to the house and entered the space to bathe in the spiritual spring. She became fresh and clean, and applied spring ointment all over her body.
Her skin is delicate and fair, as if it could be blown away.
The figure is graceful and exquisite.
Kong Kong drooled, his eyes filled with tears, "Wow... what a beautiful lady..."
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