Concubine Li frowned, guessing that this was a scar left by Ji Wanrong when he was young.
This was a household matter in the Nanyang Marquis Mansion, something that happened a few years ago, and even Jie Cheng couldn't care less about it, let alone her.
So she thought for a while and could only sigh and put down her sleeves.
This was the longest sleep Ji Wanrong had ever had since traveling through time, and it was also extremely comfortable.
She even had a dream about her parents whom she had not seen for a long time.
Her father was a rare medical star under the training of her grandparents; while her mother was a special staff officer in the Chinese military.
The two fell in love at first sight, and their outstanding appearance was praised by the world as a match made in heaven. However, they both died in a plane crash, leaving her, who was only four years old at the time.
Everyone said that her face was very similar to her mother's, but she had almost forgotten what her mother looked like.
Until this dream, she actually dreamed of her mother, whom she had not seen for a long time. Her mother's face was blurred and she was gently wiping her body.
Ji Wanrong felt the coolness on her body. When she opened her eyes, what she saw was Concubine Li's smiling face.
She was slightly startled.
Ji Wanrong did not expect that the first time he woke up, he would see this unexpected person.
She moved her gaze to the handkerchief in Concubine Li's hand, and was stunned again.
"Are you awake? Rong'er, how do you feel?"
Concubine Li softened her voice.
She had always had a fiery temper, and for a moment she spoke softly, making the people around her a little creepy.
"Maybe I was too tired, so I took a nap and made everyone worried."
Ji Wanrong was in a daze for a moment.
But she was aware of her body. She put her hands on the bed and sat up.
"It's okay, I was scared to death just now!" Concubine Li patted her chest with lingering fear, and pushed Ji Wanrong as if she was angry.
Ji Wanrong was pushed by her, and his body swayed suddenly, and he almost fell into the quilt placed next to him.
Concubine Li's eyes widened, and she hurriedly pulled Ji Wanrong out of the quilt, like plucking a carrot.
Ji Wanrong looked at Concubine Li's delicate face and felt a little confused about why Concubine Li came to take care of her personally, so she tentatively spoke.
"I heard from Dr. Sun that you are Mo Jicheng's aunt?"
Concubine Li snorted coldly when she heard Mo Jiecheng's name: "Don't mention that bastard to me."
She looked at Ji Wanrong seriously, as if she guessed what she was thinking.
"I didn't come to see you because of that idiot. It's just that I like smart and capable people, not because I am his aunt."
Ji Wanrong laughed: "I like you too. When you were taking care of me just now, I even dreamed of my mother. It must be a very happy thing to be your child."
Concubine Li was suddenly startled when she heard this, her face froze, and then she immediately smiled, "It's a pity that the child and I have only a short relationship. After all, we have no fate."
No fate?
Ji Wanrong was immediately stunned.
She looked at Concubine Li's face and saw that she was full of heaven, had a rich life, and had no troubles in the near future. The key was that she was in the right position, and she would definitely have children to take care of her in her later years.
That's why she just said that.
Could it be that the child died in infancy?
Ji Wanrong was a little apologetic, "I'm sorry, Imperial Concubine. I don't mean anything else. But I see from your face that if you hit the mark, you will definitely have a child in your lap in the future. If you want, I can also help you take care of yourself."
Concubine Li was amused by Ji Wanrong's words, "You little girl, are you aware of your shame? You need to take care of yourself. If you and Jicheng have a child as soon as possible, my sister and I will also be happy."
When Ji Wanrong mentioned Mojie City, the corner of Ji Wanrong's mouth twitched. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a noise coming from outside.
It seemed like a lot of people were having an argument in the yard.
She was just about to turn around and ask Jian Qing to see what was happening outside, but Jian Qing had already spoken angrily: "Master! It's Huang Er and the others standing at the door again, saying they will continue to serve you!"
Ji Wanrong raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh? Then just ask them to come in."
"But..." Seeing Qing stamping her feet, she was about to dissuade him, but when she saw Ji Wanrong's calm face, she knew that no matter what the master did, the servants should not care about it.
So she still opened her mouth and went out to call for help.
Huang Er, who was waiting outside the house, looked at Jian Qing's ugly face and felt even more proud knowing that it was Ji Wanrong who asked them to come in.
He knew it!
He had heard that when she was in the Nanyang Marquis Mansion, the princess liked to be served by many people around her. If they left, who would serve her like those three crooked melons and cracked dates in the yard?
Huang Er snorted coldly at Siqin, and then blew hot air into Jian Qing's ear: "When I become a celebrity in front of the princess, I'll be with you!"
Jian Qing's face darkened and she felt a little nauseous.
When Huang Er led a group of people into the house, he immediately changed his attitude, ran to Ji Wanrong in a pee, slipped to his knees, and cried towards her.
"Master forgives me... When you were sick just now, Siqin's little hooves stopped me from taking care of you... I am willing to work as a cow and horse for the rest of my life to make amends to my master!"
After Huang Er said this with a tearful tone, the people behind him all knelt down and cried out, "This slave is willing to take care of his master for the rest of his life!"
A group of people seemed to be mourning.
Ji Wanrong smiled: "I am the best to my servants. As long as you treat me with care and don't have to act like a cow or a horse, you will be rewarded."
When everyone heard this, their eyes turned green.
Didn't Ji Wanrong mean to please them? After they come back, everyone will be rewarded?
Only Jian Qing and Siqin's faces suddenly became a little ugly.
"This slave is willing to do all things to the princess! Go up to the sword and go to the frying pan!"
"The slave's life from now on belongs to the princess!"
On the surface they said they were loyal, but deep down they were very disdainful of Ji Wanrong.
Sure enough, what the person from the Nanyang Marquis Mansion said was right, she was just a brainless person, and as long as she was coaxed, she would rush to please her slaves.
Huang Er was confident that as long as time passed, he would be able to control this woman.
"Jian Qing and Siqin, they worked so hard to send me back to Chuyun Garden. Jian Qing was rewarded with twenty taels of silver, and Siqin was rewarded with fifteen taels of silver. The thin monkey boy who was left behind that night , there are also five taels.”
After hearing this, Huang Er clenched his hands into fists in anticipation and swallowed.
It must have been because Siqin stopped him and refused to let him serve her. The princess felt that there was no occasion for her and she got angry, so she lost Siqin's five taels!
And he brought back so many servants, and he was still a strong man, much better than the skinny monkey who couldn't use his strength.
His reward must be greater than theirs!
