"What are you doing?" Zhong Jinge stopped holding the fan in his hand and looked at him suspiciously.
Mo Jiecheng didn't speak, but drank all the wine in the glass again, and then slowly straightened up and looked at him.
"No, there is no back door to leave. If you want the aphrodisiac, buy it yourself. She and I... will never be able to go back to the past."
Zhong Jinge frowned, watching Mo Jiecheng say this, and then poured himself a glass of wine.
"What do you mean by this? I don't want this pill, it's a friend of mine..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Mo Jiecheng finish his drink, put down the wine glass in his hand, closed his eyes slightly, and a tear rolled down his cheek.
Mo Jiecheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and a small whimper came from his throat.
Zhong Jinge's jaw almost dropped to the ground.
He vaguely heard that there was an assassination at the palace banquet a few days ago, and even the eldest princess, who had not been seen for a long time, entered the palace during the palace banquet.
He knew that something big might have happened in the palace, but he didn't care about what happened in the palace.
The appearance of Mo Jie City today surprised him.
In the past, Mo Jiecheng chose Ji Yunyao on the cliff and did such excessive things, but he didn't see what Ji Wanrong's tigress did to him.
Why is it that there is such a big fuss now without making any noise?
Could it be that the eldest princess's entry into the palace has something to do with Mo Jiecheng and Ji Wanrong?
Zhong Jinge suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter.
With a "pop" sound, he put away the folding fan in his hand and slowly sat next to Mo Jiecheng.
"Emotional, you called me here today, are you asking me, the love saint, to give you advice?"
Zhong Jinge put his hand on Mo Jiecheng's shoulder and shook his head: "It's not me who said it, but I already felt that things were not going to work out between you and her, and sooner or later it would break out."
"She has been holding back, haven't you noticed? You are still saving Ji Yunyao on the cliff. Isn't this looking for death?"
"It's just that I didn't know that after you two quarreled, you actually learned to drink to drown your sorrows. But it's okay. The quarrel means that she doesn't want to ignore you now. I will call five girls in now, and you will be happy."
Before Zhong Jinge finished speaking, the hand on Mo Jiecheng's shoulder was violently removed by Mo Jiecheng.
"Zhong Jinge, I love her, but she doesn't want me anymore. Do you know what love feels like? You don't know at all. There's no point in telling you this."
Mo Jiecheng's eyes were wide with anger and his voice was low and hoarse, but Zhong Jinge's eyes were dim.
He raised the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand, opened the folding fan, and spoke meaningfully.
"Let's put it this way. I like the big yellow dog in your Prince Han's Mansion. Whenever I go to Prince Han's Mansion, I will bring two kilograms of meat bones to it."
"But you said you loved her, then what did you do to love her? Did you take everything she said to heart? Did you listen to everything?"
"I love every girl around me, and I love them in batches. I give them pearls and agates, and I coax them with delicacies. I will never interfere with another person when I love one person. I will never make them envious. Others. Tell me what you have done?"
Mo Jiecheng thought carefully: "I also gave jewelry. I gave ruby heads and faces, and I also gave a box of jewelry."
Zhong Jinge listened and frowned slightly: "Isn't this right? You gave the ruby head and face, but she didn't like it? Is it unique? Have you given it to others."
Mo Jiecheng choked: "...Yes, it was the head and face taken off from Gu Mingyue. I also gave the jewelry to the ghost-hand miracle doctor..."
Zhong Jinge raised his eyebrows slightly, with a bit of criticism in his eyes: "She is your real wife, and you actually took the jewelry from your concubine and gave it to her, and at the critical moment of life and death, you saved her sister instead of saving her. I don’t even look down on you!”
Mo Jiecheng was stunned and looked at him with blurred eyes.
"No, that's not the case. We both planned to save... It's just that in order to confuse the traitor's ears, I said I wanted to save Ji Yunyao. I had already asked Chongzhou to be fully prepared, but she was hiding behind my guard. Jump before releasing the arrow.”
Zhong Jinge's eyes widened for a moment when he heard Mo Jiecheng shouting loudly in front of Ji Wanrong that he wanted to save Ji Yunyao.
He was about to say that he was hopeless, but looking at his extremely lonely eyes, he still tolerated it slightly.
"That's because she doesn't trust you. What you said is really hurtful. If we were on a cliff and Ji Wanrong said he wanted to save me, how would you feel?"
Mo Jiecheng was startled.
"And before that, I framed you repeatedly, disfigured you, made it impossible for you to survive in the army, and made you lose your dignity as a man. Then Ji Wanrong said to save me, how would you feel?"
Mo Jiecheng was speechless.
Zhong Jinge raised his eyebrows, shook his folding fan, and shook his head.
"Do you understand now? Relationships are different from leading troops to fight. You used to like Ji Yunyao, but Ji Yunyao didn't like you. Now you like Ji Wanrong, and you have broken Ji Wanrong's heart. Can you Examine yourself? Put yourself in other people’s shoes?”
At this point, Zhong Jinge paused slightly: "Then did you give an explanation afterwards? Did you make compensation?"
Mo Jiecheng lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "I said compensation. I said I would give her a child as compensation, and she would have one right away."
Zhong Jinge's throat choked, and the folding fan in his hand suddenly hit Mo Jiecheng's head.
"You don't even have an explanation? You want to have a child with her when she is still angry and misunderstood? Do you know how much infamy she endured for marrying you?"
He immediately jumped up from his chair, blowing the wind with the folding fan in his hand, and finally yelled: "Go to hell!"
Mo Jiecheng was startled by his sudden increase in volume.
He thought carefully about Zhong Jinge's words, then raised his head and looked at him with half understanding.
"What you mean is that she doesn't hate me or hate me to the extreme. It's because of what I did that disappointed her that she changed from loving me to not loving me and wanting to make peace with me?"
Zhong Jinge's eyes suddenly shrank, as if he had eaten something shocking: "What? Are you not quarreling? Are you trying to reconcile?"
Mo Jiecheng's eyes dimmed: "She proposed it in front of my father, and he agreed. But, tell me, since she loved me before, how can I make amends and win her back again?" Her heart?"
He was really bad, he had done too many wrong things, he had not fulfilled his responsibilities as a husband in front of Rong'er, and he had not given her enough sense of security.
Everything she said before...he didn't keep it in mind at all.
He originally thought that she was his wife, that she would always belong to him and would never change.
But that's not the case, she belongs to herself.
Zhong Jinge grinned, his brows were filled with joy, and the folding fan in his hand was almost shaking out sparks: "She is so blind that she finally wants to make peace with you. What else is there to save? Don't save it, this prince wants to Go after her."
"If you need any pills then, I will ask his wife to help you prepare them!"
