Mo Jiecheng was stunned. He looked at Ji Wanrong motionless, his eyes wide open, almost not believing his ears.
"Ji Wanrong, what are you talking about?!"
Ji Wanrong listened to his angry voice, slowly raised his head, and looked at him. His voice was calm but determined.
"Heli, this is our agreement before, isn't it? I think now is the most appropriate time."
Ji Lingxiao, who was standing aside, heard this and moved slowly, but he didn't say anything.
Mo Jiecheng looked at her in disbelief and reached out to touch Ji Wanrong's forehead to test whether the high body temperature caused her to utter nonsense.
But before his hands touched Ji Wanrong's forehead, she pushed them away without hesitation.
"I'm sober now, I'm normal, I'm a doctor, I know I'm not sick."
"After our divorce, we owe nothing to each other. Whether you go to marry Ji Yunyao or go to marry Gu Mingyue, I will not interfere. I wish you a smooth road in the future, and I also wish you a happy family and a long life. Binan Mountain.”
Before Ji Wanrong finished speaking, Mo Jiecheng interrupted decisively: "That's not the case at all. I have misunderstood. I don't like Ji Yunyao or Gu Mingyue. If I have children and grandchildren, Then I can only have sex with you."
Ji Wanrong actually laughed slowly, and the smile touched the wound on her lower abdomen. She took a painful breath, but it made her eyes become more determined.
"I don't care what you misunderstood, as long as I didn't misunderstand, I won't misunderstand anything. Everything is on the surface, and so is your choice. Isn't it?"
Ji Wanrong finished speaking softly, her voice was weak and her body still looked weak. She looked at Ji Lingxiao who was standing aside.
"Brother, I'm tired. Could you please see me off?"
Mo Jiecheng looked at Ji Wanrong intently. Hearing her words of "seeing off guests", he felt his eyes began to feel sore and there was a buzzing in his ears.
He thought he would be by Ji Wanrong's side day and night.
When she opens her eyes, she will be very happy to see that she will sit up immediately and hug him. Then they will have no misunderstanding and be together forever.
After we get together, we can have many children, and we can have children and grandchildren around our knees and take care of ourselves for the rest of our lives.
But he didn't expect that the first thing Ji Wanrong did after waking up was to make peace with him and wish him a happy family with another woman.
Mo Jiecheng felt like a big hole had been torn open in his heart. The pain was so painful that he was almost speechless, and the cold wind was pouring into it.
The coldness rose from the soles of his feet, then flowed through his body to his heart, trying to freeze his heart.
No, he will never allow this to happen!
Mo Jiecheng rushed forward and held her hands regardless of Ji Wanrong's struggle.
He came very close, almost imprisoning Ji Wanrong in his arms.
"Reconciliation? Reconciliation is impossible. Do you think that as my king's Princess Han, your father and mother will allow you to reconcile? Will you allow such an unpleasant thing to happen in the royal family?"
"Even if you look through the jade certificates from the royal family, you can still see that there is no reconciliation in the royal family, only the loss of wives!"
Mo Jiecheng, in a rage, said the last two words very hard, making everyone present feel their hearts skip a beat.
Ji Wanrong slowly looked up at him and saw his scarlet eyes full of madness.
She was surprised.
Ji Wanrong originally thought that after he proposed reconciliation, Mo Jiecheng would agree quickly.
Because from the fact that Mo Jiecheng chose Ji Yunyao without hesitation, it can be seen that he has a deep affection for Ji Yunyao and has long wanted to break up with her.
And she had already given up and didn't want to stay by his side for a moment. That feeling made her feel sick.
But who would have thought that Mo Jiecheng would actually say such a thing.
Mo Jiecheng held her hand very tightly, and her hard chest pressed him tightly against the soft couch.
Ji Wanrong felt a little pain, but Mo Jiecheng's low and hoarse voice still sounded in her ears: "Ji Wanrong, we are born in the same fur and die in the same hole. No matter whether it is Zhao Runchu or anything else, nothing can stop us. Together."
Ji Wanrong slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was still a mocking smile in his eyes.
"Mo Jie Cheng, we will make peace sooner or later. Even if there is no precedent, I have my own way. I just wish I could divorce my husband."
The determination she spoke and the hatred in her eyes made Mo Jiecheng's hand tremble slightly, but he held her wrist tighter.
Mo Jiecheng's chest rose and fell violently, and with a little force of his arms, he lifted the disheveled man and the quilt in his arms.
Ji Wanrong felt that his whole body was suddenly lifted into the air.
She stared at Mo Jiecheng's face: "What do you want to do? Put me down quickly!"
But Mo Jiecheng turned a deaf ear and hugged her tighter. He hugged Ji Wanrong tightly, as if he was worried that someone would take her away.
When Ji Lingxiao saw the situation in front of him, he hurriedly wanted to stop him.
But Mo Jiecheng just turned around and smiled coldly at him: "Brother-in-law, I want to take the princess back to Prince Han's Mansion for treatment. Now only I can treat Ronger."
There was a bit of madness hidden in his smile.
Ji Lingxiao frowned, thinking of the efficacy of Qianteng Hongling, but he was also afraid that Mo Jiecheng would no longer want to transfuse blood for Ronger because he was angry.
Seeing that Ji Lingxiao heard what he said and understood what he meant, he didn't dare to stop him anymore.
Mo Jiecheng hugged Ji Wanrong tightly and walked out of the gate of Xie's house openly.
Ji Lingxiao looked at Mo Jiecheng's back and Ji Wanrong's struggle in his arms.
His hands hanging by his sides were slightly clenched into fists, and his originally handsome face was now full of paleness and weakness.
Rong'er, my brother is useless, please wait a little longer.
Brother already knows your thoughts, and he will protect you at all costs.
Ji Wanrong struggled all the way, and Mo Jiecheng also hugged her and let her struggle all the way. Even when they were on the carriage, he did not let go of his hand to let Ji Wanrong leave his chest.
It wasn't until the two of them arrived at Chuyun Garden that Mo Jiecheng threw Ji Wanrong, who was struggling in his arms, onto the bed.
He stood by the bed and looked at her condescendingly, his indifferent eyes full of paranoid madness.
Ji Wanrong was thrown on the bed by him, feeling the smell of blood on the tip of his nose, and looking down at his body anxiously, he realized that his body was covered in blood, and his clothes were almost soaked with blood.
She looked up and found that Mo Jiecheng's body and hands were also covered in blood. She didn't feel any pain on her body. The blood probably flowed from Mo Jiecheng's body.
But Mo Jiecheng didn't realize it and just stared at her motionless.
"Mojiecheng, you crazy dog!"
Ji Wanrong gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.
