There was a lump in Mo Jiecheng's throat.
Under everyone's gaze, he walked step by step towards Ji Wanrong.
Ji Wanrong crossed his arms over his chest and just looked at him coldly, with no expression on his face.
"What conditions do you need to take care of him?"
Mo Jiecheng's tone was cold and his eyes were fixed on Ji Wanrong's face.
He seemed to be wondering what kind of tricks Ji Wanrong had done to Dong Bicheng to make Dong Bicheng say such things.
Ji Wanrong stared back without fear, "First of all, you wrongly blamed me, and I need your apology."
Although she originally wanted to cure General Dong without any conditions, but now that Mo Jiecheng was in front of her, he would not take advantage of the bastard.
"Feel sorry."
As soon as Ji Wanrong finished speaking, Mo Jiecheng bent down and apologized without hesitation.
Everyone present was shocked by Mo Jiecheng's actions. They thought that the prince would use his power to force the ugly princess to treat General Dong. After all, the prince also had the qualifications and ability.
Unexpectedly, the prince actually apologized.
After three full breaths, Mo Jiecheng straightened up again and said, "I don't know people well. I just misunderstood you. I hope you can forgive me."
Mo Jiecheng's straightforward apology made Ji Wanrong feel a little surprised.
It seems that Dong Bicheng is really important in his heart.
She blinked and spoke slowly, "Secondly, I have another request for medical treatment."
As soon as Ji Wanrong finished speaking, Mo Jiecheng's hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists, and his jawline became tense.
He knew that Ji Wanrong had other plans!
But when he thought of Dong Bicheng's body, Mo Jiecheng gritted his teeth and agreed, "If you can continue to take care of Uncle Dong, I can agree to any request you have."
Mo Jiecheng uses care, not treatment.
This proved that he still did not recognize Ji Wanrong's medical skills in his heart, and even regarded her as the same person as Grandma Li, who only took care of Dong Bicheng's daily life.
But Ji Wanrong didn't care, "I can treat General Dong, but I don't want to live in this dilapidated courtyard anymore. I need to have normal food and my original dowry."
On the surface, Ji Yunyao was to marry Mo Jiecheng as the princess, so the dowry was also very generous.
Only if she holds the dowry in her own hands so that she has the capital to negotiate for a divorce then will she not be able to take advantage of others.
When Mo Jiecheng heard this, he looked up at her in surprise. He didn't expect that Ji Wanrong's request was so simple.
But a little worry arose in his heart. Ji Wanrong said he couldn't live here. Could it be that he wanted to live in his main courtyard? Sleep on his bed? So that she can mess around every day, right?
All the past events made Mo Jiecheng know that Ji Wanrong would do such a thing.
Before he could finish his thoughts, Ji Wanrong spoke again, "I don't want to live too close to you. The farther the yard is from you, the better. It's best to treat General Dong and we will never see each other again!"
Mo Jiecheng breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little lighter in his heart.
"Okay, I agree to your request."
The yard was still filled with firelight.
It was late at night, and she was a little tired, too lazy to talk to Mo Jiecheng anymore.
"Then I'm going to bed first and will treat you tomorrow. I was beaten twice by you today and I'm very tired."
Ji Wanrong finished speaking a little tiredly, and was about to turn around and go back to the house, but unexpectedly, Mo Jiecheng suddenly stopped her again.
"Wait a minute, I still have something to say."
Ji Wanrong frowned slightly, stopped and turned around. When he saw the stern face in the firelight of Mojie City, his heart sank.
What else could he have left unfinished? Could it be that you want to embarrass yourself again?
"One code leads to another. I just misunderstood you and need to apologize to you. And if I don't understand people clearly, I will go to the military camp and ask for military justice."
The night was thick, and Mo Jiecheng's voice was low and mellow, but it still sounded pleasant to the ears in the deep night.
Ji Wanrong paused and wanted to go back into the house, "Whether you go to the military camp to receive your punishment or not has nothing to do with me, and you don't need to tell me."
Mo Jiecheng suddenly took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and grabbed her sleeve, "The matter of receiving the punishment has nothing to do with you, but I just pinched you and pushed you because of a misunderstanding. I allow it." You come back with revenge."
His warm fingertips touched Ji Wanrong's cold wrist, and then he suddenly took it back.
When Ji Wanrong listened, the corner of his mouth twitched suddenly, feeling very speechless.
His sudden move was probably because he was afraid that she would hold a grudge because of what happened just now, and that she would not treat Dong Bicheng properly, right?
But he had been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his skin was thick and his muscles were tight. It was difficult to hold his little arms and legs, and he was afraid of hurting his hands.
She pulled back her sleeves and walked back without even looking at Mo Jiecheng.
Mo Jiecheng was not upset because he had lost face. He just turned to look at his personal guard, Chongzhou.
"Chongzhou, come here, grab my throat, use all your strength, don't leave any strength behind."
His voice was a bit serious, not like he was joking.
Chongzhou:?
He widened his eyes and looked at Mo Jiecheng with a horrified expression.
Everyone present was shocked by Mo Jiecheng's words.
Chongzhou was a hidden guard specially trained by Mojie City, and was also the head guard of Prince Han's Mansion. He was ranked among the best in martial arts in the world.
Let him pinch the prince?
He was afraid that if he were not careful, he would break the prince's neck.
But Mo Jiecheng was still urging him expressionlessly, "Pinch me, then push me, just like what I just did to Ji Wanrong."
Under Mo Jiecheng's urging, Chongzhou had no choice but to do so.
He suddenly pinched Mo Jiecheng's neck, and while pinching, he was about to cry without tears, "My lord, I'm sorry! My subordinates didn't want to do this either!"
Although Chongzhou had some energy left, Mo Jiecheng's handsome face inevitably turned red, and then turned purple.
This was the most difficult job he had ever done. It was the first time he pinched someone. His legs were weak and his hands were shaking!
Seeing that his master was about to be choked to death by him, he hurriedly let go of his hand, then thought of Mo Jiecheng's order, and pushed Mo Jiecheng towards the wall in a panic.
There was a boom.
A hole suddenly collapsed in the wall, and Mo Jiecheng collapsed in the dust. He coughed twice and spit out two mouthfuls of blood.
Ji Wanrong, who was originally in the house, stared at the collapsed wall in shock. Looking out, he could see the master and servant.
The veins in her temples were twitching.
Chongzhou didn't expect that his slight push would be so powerful.
He helped Mo Jiecheng up in a panic, "Master, I'm sorry! My subordinates used to kill people and never hurt anyone. I can't control my strength well!"
Mo Jiecheng coughed violently, his head still a little dizzy, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said bravely, "It's okay, this is what I deserve."
After Chongzhou helped Mo Jiecheng up, he carefully asked in his ear, "Master, have you suddenly fallen in love with Ji Wanrong? Why do you do these things for her?"
Mo Jiecheng spoke almost without hesitation, "No, I hate her very much and will never like her in my life."
"It's just retaliation. If I do something wrong, I must bear it. In this case, she can take care of General Dong without using any means."
The prince apologized, but it turned out that he was worried that the princess would use other methods to deliberately abuse General Dong.
Chongzhou raised his eyes, and the firelight reflected Mo Jiecheng's cold profile.
He saw deep disgust for Ji Wanrong in Mo Jiecheng's eyes.
