"If Rong Rong wants to discuss the Baiyao business with me, come to my palace to see me tonight! Otherwise, tomorrow, you will have to ask Prince Duan to rescue Chen Hu. By then, I'm afraid your brother won't be able to tell me The people will answer.”
After saying this, the Mongolian prince turned and left the camp.
Ji Wanrong stood there blankly, her hands hanging by her sides clenched into fists, and she secretly grinded her teeth.
She hates threats the most, and she hates being told to do things.
She finally found someone as annoying as Mo Jiecheng!
When Ji Wanrong followed the direction in which the Mongolian prince left and looked at the door of the camp, what he saw was three heads sneakingly stacked at the door.
They are Dong Bicheng, Mo Jiecheng and Xie Lingxiao.
I don’t know when my brother also learned bad things from them!
Ji Wanrong's chest rose and fell suddenly.
When everyone saw the figure of the Mongolian prince, they all straightened up and looked at him with serious expressions. His aura was almost as if they were preparing for the attack.
But the Mongolian prince was very polite. He smiled and cupped his hands towards Xie Lingxiao and Dong Bicheng: "I have long admired your name, Mr. Xie, Mr. Dong! I have admired you for a long time! You must take more care of me in the future!"
Everyone's expressions became horrified. They looked at each other and then looked at Ji Wanrong.
The Mongolian prince spoke very quietly just now, and his ears were filled with the cries of Princess Duan.
They didn't hear clearly. When Dong Bicheng lay down furtively at the entrance of the camp, Xie Lingxiao and Mo Jiecheng also lay down, and then they heard Ji Wanrong's voice that contained anger.
They thought that the matter was not settled, but why did the Mongolian prince's attitude change completely?
The Mongolian prince didn't say much, but went out directly, ordered the people around him to cover Princess Duan's mouth, and invited her away.
Dong Bicheng then hurriedly walked to Ji Wanrong's side: "Rong'er, have you settled the matter? Why did his attitude suddenly become so humble and polite?"
Ji Wanrong shook her head angrily. She let out a long sigh, "No, we didn't reach an agreement. We broke up on bad terms."
Everyone was startled: "Why? What request did Mongolia make to make you so angry?"
Ji Wanrong looked at their concerned eyes, pursed her lips, and then shook her head.
She didn't want to say it.
Even more, he didn't want to say it in front of Mo Jiecheng.
"It's nothing, it's just that I'm not satisfied with the conditions he proposed, so the two of us broke down."
Mo Jiecheng cocked his head and looked at her. Bart's happy expression just now didn't look like the conversation had broken down.
He was already unhappy with him. He had just sneezed a dozen times outside the camp, and he was even more sensitive about this matter as a man.
Before Mo Jiecheng could say anything, the soldiers outside the house brought Sun Hao in on a stretcher.
Ji Wanrong suddenly remembered that this was Sun Hao's rest camp.
Sun Hao's face was still pale, which made the red eye sockets more obvious. His eyes were straight, he didn't know what he was looking at, and he had no look at all.
It looked like he was about to die soon.
Ji Wanrong healed his body, but could not heal his heart.
Xie Lingxiao looked at him and felt very heavy in his heart. He took two steps forward and walked to Sun Hao's bed, and gently gathered his clothes.
Then he spoke in a gentle voice: "I will help you with the matters behind your fiancée's death. Sooner or later, your legs will be able to help you stand up again."
When Xie Lingxiao said this, Sun Hao's eyes focused again. He stiffly turned his head to look at Xie Lingxiao, and his dry and flaky lips slowly moved.
"Xiu Qing... Xiu Qing suffered such humiliation and never got a word of apology until her death... I will die when I die, but Xiu Qing is such a good person, how could she suffer such injustice!"
His tone was mixed with deep sadness, which made Mo Jiecheng on the side couldn't help but blush when he thought about his own affairs.
Mo Jiecheng felt that he had become very emotional recently.
Xie Lingxiao lowered his eyes slightly and spoke again: "Xiu Qing was wronged, so you have to open your eyes and live well until those evil people die in front of you. Only by living can you return justice to Xiu Qing. .”
Ji Wanrong stood on one side and listened silently. Hearing the lightness in their words, he knew it was Sun Hao's unmarried fiancée.
She didn't know what she was thinking of, and her eyes lit up.
Ji Wanrong thought for a while. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the plan in his mind was feasible.
She closed her eyes, suppressed the sharpness in her eyes, then walked to Sun Hao's side and stared into Sun Hao's eyes solemnly.
"Sun Hao, live well. I promise that on the day of your funeral, both you and Xiu Qing will receive the apology you deserve, and Chen Hu will also receive the punishment he deserves."
Ji Wanrong's words were very soft, but there was certainty in her words, and her tone was solemn like a promise.
Sun Hao was stunned, "Really? County Master Qinghui...you, you and Battalion Commander Xie have done too much for me."
"Really." Ji Wanrong summoned a hypnotic pendulum clock from space and held it tightly in his hand.
This is called the Chevron pendulum clock. It is a tool commonly used in hypnosis. She has carried it with her in her previous life.
In addition to this, she also had the bottle of deceptive ointment left by Lin Wenrui.
She is completely sure that she can hypnotize the Mongolian prince and solve all the troubles in front of her.
After a few people comforted Sun Hao for a while, they left the camp.
Feeling Ji Wanrong walking behind, Mo Jiecheng slowly slowed down and walked to Ji Wanrong's side.
"What request did the Mongolian prince make to embarrass you?"
Ji Wanrong raised his head and looked at him: "I have already thought of a solution."
"He didn't ask you to meet him alone, did he?"
Ji Wanrong looked up at him, his eyes a little surprised, but he didn't expect Mo Jiecheng to be able to guess so accurately.
Mo Jiecheng raised his head slightly and snorted with some contempt: "He is also a man. I naturally know what Xiao Jiujiu is thinking in his heart."
Ji Wanrong didn't answer, so Mo Jiecheng lowered his eyes and looked at her.
"You didn't agree to him and wanted to go on an appointment, right?"
Ji Wanrong was thinking about the problem, so he didn't think much about it. Instead, he nodded along with Mo Jiecheng's words, and his voice seemed to come from his nasal cavity: "Well, I want to go."
Mo Jiecheng's eyes suddenly widened: "You want to go, you want to see the Mongolian prince at night?"
"Don't you know what his words mean?"
"He has big shoulders and a round waist. He still has breath. He is afraid of knocking you out even if he says anything. How dare you go?"
Dong Bicheng and Xie Lingxiao, who were walking in front, also turned to look at them.
Ji Wanrong didn't mean this originally, but when he heard Mo Jiecheng's words, he felt angry.
"We are all divorced. Why do you care so much about me? Do you have the qualifications?"
"He has said that he has a good temper, is clean and has never wronged anyone. He is also a young man, and he has never had any concubines or female officials to serve him."
"My mother is dead too. No matter whether he chooses to jump off a cliff or a building, he will only choose his wife and not any other random person."
"Mo Jiecheng, don't you blush when you hear this? How dare you speak so loudly? Who gave you the face! Are you still here to care about me?"
Ji Wanrong's voice was loud. After she finished speaking, almost the entire military camp fell silent.
