Everyone believed in Master Jiuyun's words because of his golden words.
Only Mo Jiecheng was the one who had investigated Ji Mansion before, so he was very sure that Master Jiuyun was lying to save Ji Wanrong.
But looking at Ji Wanrong's answer now, it was different from what he expected.
Ji Wanrong looked at Mo Jiecheng's dark pupils and looked at him very calmly.
"I lived in the suburbs of Beijing for a period of time, but at that time I accidentally fell and hit my head. It was probably because my stepmother wanted to kill someone and silence her, so I don't remember anything."
What Ji Wanrong said was true. She had searched the memory of the original owner and found that the original owner had spent some time recuperating in the suburbs of Beijing.
But the original owner couldn't remember the details of what happened, and there was an inexplicable long scar on his arm.
Ji Wanrong suspected that Lin Wenrui wanted to kill the original owner in Zhuangzi, but after the original owner escaped, he accidentally fell and hit his brain, causing congestion in the brain and causing partial memory loss. .
But since she opened her eyes, she has met too many bad people until now, which kept her spinning, and she couldn't even deal with the bruise in her brain.
Mo Jiecheng looked at her confident expression and stared at her silently for a long time. Then he slowly turned his head and continued to dig into the stone wall.
Everything he encountered in the military camp and during the interrogation gave him a very keen intuition, and he could even clearly tell whether the person was telling a lie through his or her expression.
But what Ji Wanrong said today gave him a feeling of uncertainty.
Mo Jiecheng's instinct told him that after leaving the darkroom, he would ask someone to investigate what happened in the suburbs of Beijing.
"You can hide nothing from me, Ji Wanrong. Don't think that since I interceded for you in front of my father, I will not doubt you later. You are really suspicious."
Ji Wanrong burst into laughter after hearing what he said: "When a child is born, you should still be suspicious, right? Mo Jiecheng, I don't know what you think. Do you think suspicion is a kind of marital interest? ?”
Mo Jiecheng nodded seriously: "I have a lifetime to dig out your true identity."
When Ji Wanrong heard this, she slowly lowered her eyes, but she didn't speak.
Because it is impossible to have a lifetime.
Ji Wanrong said nothing, and the darkroom returned to silence.
After Mo Jiecheng stopped pretending, his hands and feet became faster.
He poured his inner strength into the scalpel, and in just an hour, he dug out an adult-sized hole at the bottom of the stone wall.
Mo Jiecheng was very proud and asked Ji Wanrong to come and see.
Light came from the other end of the opening. Ji Wanrong squatted down and bent his head to look.
All he saw was a piece of green grass and thick roots of big trees.
The refreshing air blew in from outside, and Ji Wanrong couldn't help but take a few breaths.
After she finished sucking, she couldn't help but frown.
The cave in front of her looked so much like a dog cave, and her behavior looked so like...
Mo Jiecheng noticed something was wrong with Ji Wanrong's expression, and his eyebrows slowly wrinkled: "Are you dissatisfied in any way?"
Ji Wanrong suddenly stood up from the ground and held his heart with his hands: "Your Majesty, you did a good job digging. I am very touched. We can finally go out!"
Mo Jiecheng nodded proudly.
Ji Wanrong took out the handkerchief again, stood up on tiptoes and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then wiped the dust on his sleeves: "Your Majesty, you have worked hard to dig, so you should go out first, I Then go out."
Mo Jiecheng was very satisfied with Ji Wanrong's service. He raised his head triumphantly and without thinking much, he squatted down and looked down at the hole.
The fresh air outside went straight into the tip of Mo Jiecheng's nose, making Mo Jiecheng couldn't help but squint his eyes and take a few more breaths.
Ji Wanrong closed his eyes and did not dare to take a serious look at Mo Jiecheng's current appearance.
Under Ji Wanrong's urgent urging, he pulled at the edge of the cave with both hands and tried to poke his head out.
I thought everything would be as smooth as it was at the beginning, but half way through Mojie City, it suddenly stopped moving.
His body moved forward hard, then moved back hard, and then stopped completely.
"It's stuck." Mo Jiecheng's muffled voice came from outside the wall.
Ji Wanrong's eyebrows furrowed into the character "Chuan".
She looked at Mo Jiecheng's huge ass blocking the entrance of the hole, and hesitantly said, "Then I'll try my best to kick you out?"
When Mo Jiecheng heard this, his neck turned red with anger: "How outrageous! Asking me to drill a hole is already an act of humiliation. How can you kick my ass!"
"But what if the search and rescue people come and see you like this?"
Mo Jiecheng gritted his teeth: "Absolutely impossible!"
Then his incompetent and furious voice sounded in Ji Wanrong's ears again: "What are you still doing? Use a scalpel to make the hole on my waist bigger!"
Ji Wanrong curled her lips after listening to his words, "I obey, Your Majesty."
After saying this, Ji Wanrong picked up the scalpel and chiseled the stone gate on the side of Mojie City.
She held the handle of the scalpel between her thumb and forefinger and chiseled feebly.
Mo Jiecheng listened to her chipping away at the wall for a long time, but his waist was not loose, and the veins on his temples were pulsing.
"Ji Wanrong, have you eaten yet?"
Ji Wanrong's voice sounded breathless in my ears: "The air inside is so stuffy that I can't cheer up at all. If there isn't some shocking secret to wake me up, I feel like I'm going to fall asleep."
The more he heard these words, the more familiar they seemed to Mo Jiecheng, and he started to huff and puff with anger.
"Mo Jiecheng, my eyes are almost closed, what should I do?" Ji Wanrong's voice came through the wall, faintly.
"You vicious woman, what shocking secret do you want to hear?" Mo Jiecheng roared.
"Who scratched the wound on your face?"
Seeing Mo Jiecheng relax, Ji Wanrong immediately became energetic.
Mo Jiecheng gritted his teeth and was silent for a long time.
Only then did Ji Wanrong hear his muffled voice coming from outside the wall: "...Concubine Hua scratched it."
"Concubine Hua?!" Ji Wanrong's eyes widened for a moment, "You and Concubine Hua...?"
Mo Jiecheng roared: "Listen, don't stop, dig faster!"
Ji Wanrong couldn't help but smile, then suppressed the smile on his lips, and began to help him dig the hole stuck in his waist.
She was working hard here, wanting to hear Mo Jiecheng talk in detail, but she heard his frightened voice coming from outside the wall.
"Ji Wanrong, kick my king's ass, quickly! Now!"
