"Because of what?"
Ji Wanrong was slightly startled when he saw Zhong Jinge hesitating.
She never thought that there were other reasons besides Ji Yunyao for Mo Jiecheng's grounding of her.
"...It's because of me."
The reason for Mo Jiecheng's rage was actually to protect Zhong Jinge?
And just now, he was the one who sacrificed his life to save Zhong Jinge...
Ji Wanrong didn't know what he was thinking of. He stared at Zhong Jinge in front of him in stunned silence, his pupils shaking, and his jaw almost dropped in shock.
Zhong Jinge looked at Ji Wanrong's changing expression and did not dare to think about what messy things Ji Wanrong was thinking. He pursed his lips and told the reason.
"The Qingping Marquis has been in the army for generations and has made great achievements in battle. My ancestors were also granted the title of hereditary kings with different surnames. But later, my grandparents, my father, my mother, my uncle, and my eldest sister all died on the battlefield."
"I am the only one left in such a huge prince's mansion. No one wants me to join the army... This is why there was such a big reaction in Jie City when you told me that I had died in the evening."
When Ji Wanrong heard this, her open mouth closed slightly, and her face returned to seriousness. She finally understood what was going on.
Zhong Jinge is the last lone seedling of Qingpinghou Mansion. If he dies, Qingpinghou Mansion will be wiped out.
And what she just said, in Mo Jiecheng's view, was a curse on the Qingping Hou Mansion to wipe out the family.
Facing the Pingyang Marquis' Mansion, which was wrapped in horse leather, it's no wonder that Mo Jiecheng was so angry when he heard it just now, and it's no wonder that Mo Jiecheng risked his own life to save Zhong Jinge.
Ji Wanrong thought, frowned, and reached out to pat Zhong Jinge on the shoulder: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake in the evening. I don't have a good relationship with him, just for the sake of you and the Qingping Houfu. That’s why I agreed to treat him. But I have three conditions.”
The servants who were waiting at the door to watch the excitement turned green when they heard these three conditions, and they were all thinking about how to stay.
"You say it, you say it. Auntie, whatever conditions you have, I'll satisfy you!" Zhong Jinge frowned and was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, but he didn't dare to urge Ji Wanrong.
"First, my maid sees that Qing is hungry, go and send someone to cook her a meal; second, these servants in my yard are unwilling to serve me, please ask the guards to let them leave now; third, they are unwilling to serve me. , after Mojie City is cured, I want to return to my parents’ home.”
Ji Wanrong said it simply and neatly.
The faces of the servants outside the room changed. Huang Er rubbed his hands and was about to speak, but Zhong Jinge agreed immediately.
"Okay, okay! Quick, quick, quick! I'll send someone to feed your little maid right away. If you want to drive out anyone in your yard, you can drive away! Auntie, hurry up and save her!"
He agreed immediately, stretched out his hand to tug on Ji Wanrong's sleeve, and led her to the courtyard of Mo Jie City.
After Ji Wanrong left Chuyun Yuan, the courtyard suddenly started to boil.
When she arrived at the courtyard of Mo Jie City, the courtyard was already brightly lit, every servant was panicking and busy, and there was a strong smell of blood in the courtyard.
Ji Wanrong followed Zhong Jinge into Mo Jiecheng's house and heard a familiar voice yelling irritably.
"What's the use of you coming here? Can you help me revive the prince? Where is my master? Go and invite my master here! Has Prince Han's Mansion been wronged by my master again?"
Imperial Physician Sun roared angrily, and Ji Wanrong saw Chong Zhou coming out of the house in disgrace.
Dr. Sun's irritability proved that Mo Jiecheng was seriously injured.
Ji Wanrong thought about it, quickened his pace again, and entered the inner bedroom of Mojie City.
The smell of blood in the inner bedroom became stronger and stronger. Ji Wan stood in front of Rong Mo Jiecheng's bed and asked softly: "How is he doing now?"
"I'm dying! I'm drinking Po Meng's soup!" Dr. Sun grinded his teeth and spoke in a bad tone.
When Ji Wanrong listened, the corner of his mouth twitched suddenly.
Doctor Sun noticed something was wrong, and immediately turned around, only to find that the person standing next to him was his little master.
His eyes suddenly lit up, his voice was as tender as water for a moment, and the wrinkles on his old face turned into a chrysanthemum: "Master, it turns out you are here! I didn't recognize you just now!"
Ji Wanrong had goosebumps all over his body: "You'd better stop chatting and tell me about the situation in Mojie City."
Imperial Physician Sun scratched his head sheepishly and began to introduce the situation of Mojie City in detail.
"My lord, he had a high fever because of the pus on his back. He was hit by a sword in the abdomen, so he lost a lot of blood. But because the sword was poisonous, I made a hemostatic decoction and fed it to him, but it couldn't stop it at all. I wanted to drink his blood. I couldn’t find out what kind of poison it was, so I was very worried.”
Ji Wanrong nodded as she listened. She walked to the bed and checked Mo Jiecheng's body as she was told.
Mo Jiecheng had fallen into a coma at this moment, his clothes covered in blood had been cut open, his lean chest rose and fell with his breathing, and his well-textured abdominal muscles had many scars left on the battlefield.
Due to excessive blood loss, his face turned pale, while his eyes and lips were dark, which was a symptom of poisoning.
Ji Wanrong's face gradually became serious.
She summoned thrombin granules, blood-boosting pills and Baian pills from the space, and fed them to Mo Jiecheng to hang his life, and then carefully observed the wound on his abdomen.
The wound on the abdomen was very deep, and the flesh at the edge of the wound was turned out and still glowing black.
She turned to Dr. Sun and ordered calmly: "I have fed him the anti-hemostatic pills. Now I need to clean the wound, cut out the rotten flesh, suture the wound, treat the wound, and then study the poison in him." .So, can you help me?"
Imperial Physician Sun did not understand the content at all, and looked at Ji Wanrong with admiration in his eyes: "You are right, everything Master said is right!"
"Okay -" Before Ji Wanrong could finish his words, he heard a burst of noise and commotion outside the house, followed by the eunuch's sharp voice.
"Concubine Li is here!"
Ji Wanrong paused in his movements, raised his head with a frown, and saw Zhong Jinge's panicky steps, blocking an angry older woman.
The woman was dressed simply, but her appearance was extremely beautiful. Time seemed to have left no trace on her face. Although she came in a hurry, you could still see the nobility around her.
On the other side, Gu Mingyue was beside the older woman, talking happily.
After a while, a group of people walked up to Ji Wanrong with great momentum, filling the whole room into a huge crowd.
"Ancestor, my ancestor! Jie Cheng is receiving treatment inside. Not too many people can enter the room!" Zhong Jinge said with a sad face while winking at Ji Wanrong.
Concubine Keli ignored Zhong Jinge's presence and looked at Ji Wanrong angrily.
"Are you Ji Wanrong? The disaster star who took the place of marriage?"
Ji Wanrong didn't speak. Zhong Jinge knew Ji Wanrong's temper and sighed again. He ran to Ji Wanrong like an old lady, fearing that Concubine Li would misunderstand, so he was about to introduce her.
"She belongs to Dr. Sun..."
Before Zhong Jinge could finish speaking, Concubine Li sneered, stretched out her hand in the direction of Ji Wanrong, and fiercely wanted to slap Ji Wanrong.
"What a evil star you are!"
Ji Wanrong took a step back suddenly.
But it seemed that he still couldn't escape, because everyone heard a crisp sound.
