When Mo Jiecheng woke up gasping for breath, his whole body was already dripping with sweat.
The bed was almost soaked with sweat from his body.
Before he regained consciousness, his expression was still a little anxious, and his body's muscle memory made him move his long arm to the position beside him.
Different from the warm and soft touch before, Mo Jiecheng's long arms suddenly fell into the air.
When he touched the cold quilt, he suddenly recalled everything.
Mo Jiecheng's eyes suddenly dimmed.
He froze on the bed for a long time before getting up from the bed. Smelling the smell of alcohol on his body, he went to the side room and took a shower.
It wasn't until he returned to the house covered in moisture that he slowly dressed himself up.
His movements were extremely slow, and every move was stiff, as if he had lost his soul and turned into a wooden man.
Before Mo Jiecheng had put on his clothes, there was a burst of hurried footsteps outside the house.
When Chongzhou endured the pain in his back and opened the door, what he saw was Mo Jiecheng's bloodshot eyes: "Master, it's not good."
Mo Jiecheng smiled, looking at Chongzhou's panic expression, but he didn't feel nervous in his heart.
Without Ji Wanrong, what else could he have to do?
"Say." Mo Jiecheng's voice was a little hoarse.
"It's Ji Yunyao's matter. After receiving the punishment, I ordered my subordinates to torture her. She just used a few tricks, and she did everything."
"She admitted that the person who saved you in the past was not her, and the stars were not her. It was Wang...Miss Ji. Miss Ji fell down in the village, lost her memory, and forgot everything in the past. And she I saw everything in Miss Ji's diary and guessed your identity."
Every time Chongzhou mentioned the princess and promptly changed his name to Miss Ji, a sourness rose in Mo Jiecheng's throat.
"She pretended to be the one who saved her life, and even carved a complete scar on her arm according to the scar on Miss Wang... Miss Ji's arm. She kept the diary firmly in her heart and burned it. Only then will I be able to answer you fluently and leave you with no doubts.”
Listening to Ji Yunyao's confession from Zhongzhou, Mo Jiecheng's heart felt like it had been cut by a knife.
He was so stupid that just because of a scar and a few fluent answers, he believed it to be true without any doubt.
He really wanted to grab this, the only life-saving straw that loved him and was sincerely good to him.
But who would have known that what he caught with joy was not his savior, but the demon who was seeking his life.
Mo Jiecheng's pale face showed a bit of sarcasm: "Why is she bad? Is she dead?"
Chongzhou shook his head: "It would be better if she died, but not only did she not die, she fainted during the torture yesterday, and today, someone came to the house to ask for her. She can't be detained in the violent room."
Originally, lynching was a big mistake, and Mo Jiecheng didn't expect how long he could keep her, but he didn't expect that Ji Chengde would come so quickly to ask for someone.
"It's far from enough. She suffered too little. If you ask Ji Chengde to wait at the door, just say that I won't let her go." Mo Jiecheng's voice was cold.
Chongzhou shook his head with a grimace: "No, it's not Ji Chengde, it's the Queen! The Queen's aunt is here in person! It's taboo for you to use lynching, Your Majesty. If His Majesty finds out, it will be terrible!"
Mo Jiecheng's movements paused, and when he thought of the queen, his face became a little strange.
There was silence in the huge room for a long time before Mo Jiecheng continued to move. He lowered his eyes and glanced at his hands, and then said with a normal expression: "Since my mother wants someone later, let's give Ji Yunyao to the queen. "
Chongzhou looked at Mo Jiecheng's appearance and wanted to say something, but held back, and then took the order to do it.
After Mo Jiecheng got dressed, he went to the eldest princess's mansion.
Mo Jiecheng has been in a state of confusion these days. He doesn't know day and night, and he doesn't know how much time has passed outside. However, Princess Virgin's surgery has reached the second stage, and her health has improved a lot.
The spinal surgery has been performed, and Ji Wanrong and everyone cooperated successfully.
The Virgin Princess woke up after the two of them and was able to lie down flat on the bed.
Every day when she lay on the bed and stared at the bed tent above her head, she would feel a sudden and dreamy feeling.
The Virgin Princess feels this is her happiest moment.
When Mo Jiecheng entered the house, he saw Princess Virgin with a smile on her face and her eyes looking straight at the bed curtain above her head.
Mo Jiecheng's eyes lit up when he saw her huge transformation, and a rare smile appeared on his face.
"Virgin?" His voice was soft.
Princess Virgin heard his voice and turned her head in surprise. What she saw was Mo Jiecheng's thin body with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.
A bouquet of lotus flowers.
"Brother Emperor? Where do you get... lotus flowers in winter?"
The Virgin Princess turned her head and looked at the lotus in Mo Jiecheng's hand. The progress in her eyes gradually turned into a smile, and there was some moisture in the smile. She smiled and shed tears.
Since the onset of the disease at the age of six, her back has become more and more stooped, almost folded together, and all she can see are her legs and the gradually rotting skin on her legs.
Mo Jiecheng's chest also felt a little sour. He stepped forward and placed the lotus flower on Wei Zhen's hand.
"Don't cry. When you get better, brother can take you to see the outside, see the majestic mountains, go boating on the lake, and see the lotus flowers and lotus roots deep in the clouds. Now that you are well, you can see everything. .”
Princess Virgin heard this and smiled: "Okay, I will go with you and the Queen's Wife then! And my little nephew. It was the Queen's Wife who gave me a second life, which I will never forget."
When Mo Jiecheng heard this, his expression froze, and the smile on his face gradually turned bitter.
He slowly walked to the chair next to the bed and sat down, and then heard the door of the room creak.
The wooden door of the house slowly opened, and the sun shone in from the outside, shining on Mo Jiecheng's face.
The person who walked in from outside the house was the person Mo Jiecheng dreamed of.
Ji Wanrong.
Mo Jiecheng stood up from his chair.
Then, he saw... Zhao Runchu behind Ji Wanrong.
Zhao Runchu didn't seem to see Mo Jiecheng, but suddenly saw the flowers in Princess Virgin's hand, and he frowned slightly.
A clear and clear voice sounded slowly, seeming to be a little confused and annoyed: "Who brought this flower in? The patient is not in good health during the recovery period from the operation, and the pollen in the flowers is not conducive to the patient's recovery."
"Although lotus flowers are rare in winter, the lotus flowers at this moment are also a burden and a burden to those who don't need them!"
Zhao Runchu's voice was still very gentle, and it was impossible to fault it.
But he emphasized the word "burden" so hard that Mo Jiecheng's face suddenly turned pale.
Zhao Runchu finished speaking to himself, then turned to look at Mo Jiecheng, as if he had just discovered his trace, and smiled slightly, with a gentle smile.
"Ah! Lord Han? When did you come here? Wasn't it true that you were in the restaurant with the beautiful woman yesterday, making love and sex?"
"You didn't bring this cumbersome lotus flower, did you?"
