Wen Mohan chuckled, "You have self-awareness."
I really didn't think it would last long, and I even wanted her to suffer here.
But this period of time not only did not torture her, but made her live a very comfortable life.
Jiang Mengli raised a smile and patted his cheek, "This is the best. I never thought about being with you for a long time. Now that you are well, let's divorce when there is a suitable opportunity."
Boom boom boom…
There was another knock on the door, and soon Yun Jian's voice was heard.
"Princess, someone from Prince Jing's residence has come with the Queen Mother's decree, ordering you to quickly treat Prince Ning. If you can't, you will be punished with eighty lashes of the cane."
Jiang Mengli's face darkened when he heard this. "The Queen Mother is powerful and overbearing. She spoke of the unfair treaty with confidence and didn't mention any reward for curing the disease."
As he said that, he stood up, opened and packed the medicine box, then went to the sink and washed his hands.
Wen Mohan frowned, "Are you sure you want to save him?"
Jiang Mengli was silent for two breaths, then turned around and said, "Of course I don't want to save him, but how can I refuse? If I don't go, the Queen Mother will have reason to punish me. If I go and can't cure him, I will also be guilty."
This is a trap. If it is cured, it will be a good thing for the Queen Mother.
If she couldn't be cured, she would be beaten with eighty sticks. After being beaten with eighty sticks, she would die.
Wen Mohan narrowed his eyes and said, "If he pretends to be sick and doesn't leave, this king doesn't want him to live!"
The memories of yesterday came to mind, and Wen Jingyun's arrogant and vicious appearance was vivid.
If Jiang Mengli had not arrived in time, he would have been a broken corpse.
Jiang Mengli glanced at him and asked, "Do you think I want him to be alive?"
Wen Mohan said sarcastically, "Who knows? After all, she's your old love."
"I..." Jiang Mengli bit her lip and took a deep breath. "Okay, I was so sad because of your injury that I got so angry that I couldn't get out of bed."
Then he opened the door and said to Yun Jian, "Tell the people in Prince Jing's Mansion what I just said. Tell them to be serious and ask them to find someone else."
Without waiting for Yun Jian to speak, she closed the door, threw back the quilt with an angry look on her face and lay down.
Wen Mohan's eyes were startled, and he hurriedly moved inside, "What do you mean?"
Jiang Mengli closed his eyes and pretended to be weak and said, "Don't call me. I'm too sick to be bedridden now. I'm dying. Ouch~ It hurts~"
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