Mo Jiecheng was slightly stunned, not expecting Ji Wanrong to ask this question.
"I didn't ask this. Do you suspect that the mastermind behind this is not from King Duan's faction? But who else could it be?"
Ji Wanrong shook her head. Whether it was Xie Xijun's side or the royal family's side, she now knew very few clues, so naturally she couldn't make any judgment.
The two of them talked about this all the time, and Ji Wanrong almost fell asleep.
The carriage shook, and it was Mo Jiecheng's hard head resting on Ji Wanrong's shoulder, but in the end it was Ji Wanrong who fell asleep in Mo Jiecheng's arms.
Mo Jiecheng lowered his head and carefully admired the bright white face in his arms. Her breathing was much calmer at this moment.
His cool fingertips delicately traced her cheek, across her eyebrows, across her slightly trembling eyelashes, and finally looked at the dark blue under her eyes.
She hadn't had a good rest these days, and things were coming at her one after another, making her look very tired.
When did she start to change?
From a hateful appearance to what he looks like now.
Did it start when her appearance changed?
No, Mo Jiecheng thought it was earlier.
Probably on the wedding night, after he discovered the truth, he wanted to stab her to death?
She bit herself hard, and then the smile on her bloody face was something he would never forget.
Mo Jiecheng lowered his eyes to look at her, and hugged her head into his arms, but he didn't realize that there was a faint smile on his face when he looked at Ji Wanrong.
Ji Wanrong was awakened by a nightmare.
She opened her eyes suddenly and saw Mo Jiecheng's enlarged face, staring at her motionless with a faint smile on his face.
Isn't this scarier than the nightmare just now?
Ji Wanrong was startled, cold sweat oozing from her back, and she rolled out of Mo Jiecheng's arms with a groan.
When Ji Wanrong rolled onto the carriage, he was surprised to realize that the carriage was no longer moving.
She stretched out her hand to lift the curtain, only to find that the carriage had stopped long ago, right at the door of the nunnery.
Ji Wanrong was shocked. The carriage had already arrived at the entrance of the nunnery.
But Mo Jiecheng not only didn't wake him up, he kept staring at his face silently, with a weird smile on his lips. What on earth did he want to do?
Ji Wanrong glanced at Mo Jiecheng with furrowed eyebrows, then hurriedly jumped out of the carriage with the hem of her skirt in hand.
When her feet touched the ground, she breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart slowly sank into her chest.
Perhaps it was because of the assassination she suffered when she and Mo Jiecheng left the capital last time, which made her feel lingering fear. She always felt a little uneasy today, and she was fortunate that she did not encounter any accidents.
Just as Ji Wanrong was thinking about it, Mo Jiecheng also slowly got off the carriage and walked to her side.
She turned her head and glanced at Mo Jiecheng, then walked towards the nunnery in front of her.
The nunnery in front of me is not big, it's called Siku Nunnery. This nunnery has always been a place where women from the capital who made mistakes were driven to practice.
It's said to be cultivation, but the fate of those women probably wasn't very good.
Sikuan is surrounded by barren shrubs, and the decoration inside is also very shabby. The sunlight cannot reach it, and the temple is very quiet and looks eerie.
A breeze blew by, making Ji Wanrong couldn't help but shiver.
She pursed her lips, pushed open the wooden door and walked in.
The people Ji Chengde called hadn't arrived yet, and those who greeted Ji Wanrong were two young nuns.
Ji Wanrong did not delay and directly gave the two little nuns a purse of silver.
The little nun looked at Ji Wanrong, and then at Mo Jiecheng beside Ji Wanrong.
Mo Jiecheng had a gloomy face and didn't speak, like a living king of hell. They hurriedly collected the money, not daring to speak, and led Ji Wanrong to Lin Wenrui's wing.
The further Ji Wanrong walked, the more remote he felt. It was not until he reached the corner of Sikuan that he realized that it was the house where Lin Wenrui lived.
The house was very dilapidated, and even the windows were leaking. Mo Jiecheng stood outside the door without moving. Ji Wanrong pushed open the damaged wooden door and walked in. What he saw was a figure huddled in the corner.
The light in the room was very dim, the sunlight shone in through the broken windows, and you could see the dust floating all over the sky.
Lin Wenrui's clothes were also in tatters. When she heard the noise outside, she felt a little confused.
She slowly turned her head and looked back at her, her movements stiff and sluggish.
When she saw clearly that the person in front of her was Ji Wanrong, Lin Wenrui slowly came back to her senses, with a gloomy face filled with hatred for Ji Wanrong.
"Have you ever thought about whether you would be where you are today?" Ji Wanrong spoke softly to her.
Lin Wenrui sneered, recalling the past with a slightly crazy expression: "I used to be the wife of the Hou Mansion, the mistress of the house! Ji Chengde's only favorite, the daughter I gave birth to was a little lucky star who was famous all over the capital, even the Queen Mother Both she and the eldest princess regard her with special regard. I am sought after by thousands of people and flattered by everyone."
"At that time, you were just a disaster star who fell in the mud. Everything I am now is framed by you, thanks to you!"
Ji Wanrong listened and smiled.
This was true in the past, but everything that Lin Wenrui was proud of was stolen from her, and would naturally be destroyed by her own hands.
"Do you think the things you stole will become yours?"
When Lin Wenrui heard the word "steal", her eyes flickered for a moment. She didn't know what she was thinking of, but her eyes suddenly became frightened.
She suddenly crawled to Ji Wanrong's feet, reached out and grabbed the hem of her skirt, and begged for mercy with helpless eyes.
"Rong'er, it's not easy for me to raise you since you were a child. Your brother has disabled legs, and I have to take care of his food and clothing. I raised you, and I am half your mother!"
Ji Wanrong almost laughed out loud: "It's you. My face has been disfigured since I was a child because of you. It's because of you that I died after my human skin mask was poisoned on my wedding night. My brother's legs are disabled because of you." .”
Ji Wanrong said and took out another white porcelain bottle from his chest.
She carefully observed Lin Wenrui's expression. Lin Wenrui stared at the white porcelain bottle in her hand, originally expressionless.
But when she opened the cork and let her smell the smell, Lin Wenrui's pupils shrank suddenly.
"Are you familiar with this medicine?"
She obviously knew this phantom poison.
"Sure enough, my mother Xie Xijun's death was also because of you. The devil can't even compare to your viciousness!"
Lin Wenrui's eyes suddenly became frightened. Her hands slowly left Ji Wanrong's skirt and collapsed on the ground. She didn't expect that Ji Wanrong still had the medicine in his hand!
"Are you here today to kill me?"
"No, it's not me who wants to kill you, it's your husband, Ji Chengde. He let you kill my mother in the past, but now he will kill you too."
Ji Wanrong lowered his eyes and looked at her with a light tone: "Now everyone in the world knows that Ji Liangxing is not Ji Chengde's biological child. It was Ji Chengde who wanted to send someone to end your life."
Lin Wenrui looked at her with hatred: "That was also your fault. If you had died that night, everything would have been different!"
As Ji Wanrong listened, a smile appeared on her lips. She slowly knelt down and looked at Lin Wenrui.
"No, that's not what you're thinking about now. You should be thinking, since Ji Chengde knows Ji Liangxing's life experience and makes him embarrassed in front of everyone in the capital, does Ji Liangxing still live?"
Sure enough, Ji Wanrong's words immediately hit Lin Wenrui's weakness.
Seeing the obvious change in Lin Wenrui's expression, Ji Wanrong pursued the victory and followed the lead: "If you tell me who the mastermind behind you is, I promise you to save Ji Liangxing's life and give her a stable life."
The conditions offered by Ji Wanrong were very attractive.
Lin Wenrui also knew that the same blood as Xie Xijun's was flowing in her body, and that blood disgusted her, but she had to admit that they would definitely do what they said.
