Ji Wanrong stared blankly at the back of Master Jiuyun. He didn't come back to his senses until his figure disappeared.
She recalled Master Jiuyun's loving eyes when he looked at her, as if the emotionless god had returned to the world, with a bit more reality and a bit more popularity.
It's really fate that makes people happy.
Master Jiuyun must have expected what would happen to her when he returned to Beijing this time. While saving her life, he also wanted to save Princess Virgin's life.
After that day, Ji Wanrong concentrated on treating Princess Virgin, running back and forth between Xie's residence and the Princess's mansion.
Ever since that assassination occurred, there has been an undercurrent in the capital.
Mo Jiecheng still kept his word.
After making the promise that day, he went to the palace, asked for the letter of separation, wrote down his name, and sent it to Xie Zhai.
Ji Wanrong opened the Heli letter and was very surprised when he saw the strong handwriting on it, which was Mo Jiecheng's own handwriting.
She didn't expect that she had made such an earth-shattering proposal for divorce, and when the letter of divorce was finally delivered to her, it would be in such a quiet way.
When Xie Lingxiao learned the news, he looked at He Lishu in silence for a long time, then raised his head and looked at Ji Wanrong.
"Rong'er, why don't you put the Heli book away first, and then write your name after you think about it clearly?"
He has seen Mo Jiecheng's recent performance. It is more difficult for a woman to divorce her husband. He is afraid that his sister will regret it.
But Ji Wanrong smiled, asked Jian Qing to bring pen and ink, and without any hesitation wrote the three characters "Ji Wanrong" on the letter of separation.
Keep one copy for yourself and send the other copy to the government for filing.
"Brother, I will live in Xie's house every day from now on, so please don't think it's troublesome for me."
Xie Lingxiao smiled, stood up, and touched Ji Wanrong's furry little head.
Then he personally sent the copy of the letter of departure to the government.
The security in the military camp has been strengthened, and Mojie City has gradually become busier. They even live in the military camp directly. Official documents are sent to the camp tent one after another, and things have to be dealt with every day.
When Chongzhou said that Ji Wanrong had signed the letter of separation and sent it to the government, Mo Jiecheng just nodded expressionlessly and continued to review the official documents.
But Chongzhou knew that after he left, the sound of a man sobbing faintly came from the tent.
When Chongzhou entered the camp again the next day, he found that the candle on the desk had been burned out. It must have been lit last night.
But the mountains of official documents were not touched at all in Mojie City last night.
After that night, Mo Jiecheng seemed to have become a careless person. He usually dealt with the affairs of the military camp, and when he finally found time, he would go to the eldest princess's mansion to sit there.
The affairs of the military camp were complicated, and Xie Lingxiao quickly entered the military camp and took up his post after the emperor's imperial edict was issued.
Fortunately, the transfer of duties went smoothly, and he began to take charge of a battalion of infantry under his command.
There are many affairs in the military camp, and they are also related to the Mongolian princes.
After the Mongol prince was injured, he convalesced in the capital for a month. He finally put down his arrogant attitude and humbly asked the emperor for peace.
He promised to continue to submit to Beili as before, reduce the Mongolian army, and go to Beijing in person to pay tribute every year, with the tribute share being one-third more than before.
The Mongol prince's request was also very simple.
Because after visiting Beili's army, he discovered that Beili's army had a special medicine called Bai or something, which greatly reduced the mortality rate of Beili soldiers.
He asked the emperor to give the Mongolian army some special medicine every year, just a little bit, as long as it reduced the casualties of Mongolian soldiers.
They were just some special medicines. Emperor Beili was very happy that the Mongol prince made such a big deal for this.
He agreed to the Mongolian prince's request and not only restored Concubine Hua's right to co-manage the Sixth Palace, but also greatly praised the Mongolian prince.
The emperor's attitude was so good that the Mongolian prince immediately became disillusioned, and so did the people of King Duan's lineage.
Princess Duan's younger brother, Chen Hu and his ilk, had no intention of restraining themselves from doing things.
Now that the Mongolian princes are proud of themselves, they are even more domineering and oppress the people. In the key issue of diplomatic relations between the two countries, the Mongolian princes deliberately indulge themselves and the government dare not take care of it.
It caused resentment among the people in the capital.
When Ji Wanrong knew about this, it was already very late.
She was originally in the eldest princess's mansion, checking the body of the Virgin Princess and arranging her final surgery plan.
As long as this operation is successful, the Virgin Princess will be able to walk normally.
Upon hearing this, Princess Virgin held Ji Wanrong's hand with bright eyes: "Rong'er, is it true? Thank you."
Mo Jiecheng happened to be free today. When he came to the princess's mansion to visit Princess Virgin, he happened to bump into Ji Wanrong. He sat aside and watched silently without speaking.
Ji Wanrong smiled and held the Virgin Princess's hand: "You should be grateful to yourself for persisting."
As soon as she finished speaking, her voice was interrupted by the sound of rapid footsteps.
"Miss, miss, it's not good, something happened outside. The eldest young master sent someone to call for someone at the door of the princess's mansion. He is waiting for you to go out and rescue people!"
Jian Qing panted and opened the door, looking up at Ji Wanrong.
Ji Wanrong was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes met with the Virgin Princess.
Princess Virgin nodded, then she let go of her hand and followed Jian Qing towards the entrance of the eldest princess' mansion.
Mo Jiecheng looked at the two people's hurried backs, frowned slightly, said goodbye to the Virgin Princess, and followed.
Waiting for Ji Wanrong to rush to the gate of the eldest princess's mansion.
What he saw was the two soldiers sweating profusely, with a little panic in their eyes.
The soldier was wearing a coarse cloth jacket, which looked like regular clothes, but the hem of his clothes and the soles of his boots were stained with blood, as if they had been penetrated by blood.
Ji Wanrong narrowed his eyes when he saw the blood-red traces.
One of the soldiers hurriedly led the horse in front of Ji Wanrong without even seeing Mojie City behind him.
His eyes were all scarlet: "County Master Qinghui, my comrade has been in an accident. I'm afraid his life is in danger. The situation is urgent. Please mount your horse first."
Ji Wanrong looked at the tall horse in front of her and was stunned for a moment. She tightened her grip on the reins handed over by the soldier.
A deep male voice came from behind: "County Master Qinghui doesn't know how to ride a horse. The situation is urgent. Let me take you there."
Mo Jiecheng's long arm stretched out from behind Ji Wanrong, and his warm hands wrapped around the reins in Ji Wanrong's hand.
Ji Wanrong was caught off guard by the sound, and staggered back a few steps.
The familiar scent lingered on the tip of his nose, and Ji Wanrong suddenly felt a hard warmth on his back.
"No, there is no need to bother His Highness King Han."
She turned around and pushed Mo Jiecheng's body away forcefully. A cold voice sounded, polite and distant.
