Mo Jiecheng squatted on the spot, looking at Ji Wanrong, who was also squatting, with bright eyes. He was about to speak when he heard a female voice coming from behind.
"His Royal Highness, King Han? Why are you squatting here with County Master Qinghui, plucking carrots without saying a word?" She said slowly, but the steps beneath her looked very anxious.
The woman's voice was so loud that everyone present was attracted and followed the woman's figure towards the vegetable field.
What they saw was Mo Jiecheng standing up from the edge of the vegetable field with an embarrassed look on his face, his hands black and stained with soil, and the body of poor Radish lay beside him.
Feeling everyone's gaze, Mo Jiecheng slowly put his hands behind his back, even the tips of his ears were red.
"I said that the carrot was lying here when I came here. Do you believe it?"
The woman burst out laughing and hurriedly walked to the edge of the pit that Mo Jiecheng had just dug, blocking Mo Jiecheng's view, and then invited him into the house again.
"His Royal Highness, King Han, I'm really sorry. I offended you so much just now, and I accidentally injured you. How can you, your rich body, be exposed to the cold outside? You'd better go in quickly and have a sip of hot tea!"
As she spoke, she invited Mo Jiecheng and Ji Wanrong into the house, showing a warm and hospitable simplicity.
Now that she said so, the two of them couldn't stay by Carrot's side and talk about it.
But she didn't want the two of them to stay here because she was afraid that they would find more doubts here.
But she lured the wolf into the house and brought the two evil gods Ji Wanrong and Mo Jiecheng into the house. How did she know that they would not find more doubts?
Ji Wanrong glanced lightly at the dirt beneath her feet, then slowly stood up and clapped her hands again.
"My lady, please lead the way. I don't know what I should call my lady."
This woman was the one who just broke the deadlock and threw herself into her husband's arms. She was also the one who explained to Qiao Er that Dad Qiao was old and had forgotten many things, but she only kept Qiao Er's son in her heart.
Her smooth manner made many people put down their suspicions, and it was obvious that she was a leader in the nursing home.
According to her own introduction, her name was Liang Jiao'e. She used to run an inn with her husband in the capital. When she went out to worship Buddha, her carriage accidentally rolled down a cliff.
Unfortunately, the maid died, and her body was not preserved. Fortunately, her body was hung on a tree. She was later saved by people in the nursing home, and Mo Junfeng also treated her.
Due to the shadow of that accident, she was afraid of heights and did not dare to climb the cliff like Chen Lijuan, so she stayed in the nursing home forever.
After hearing her explanation, Ji Wanrong smiled silently, feeling that it was full of loopholes.
But her husband believed her, and while following her, he stared at her back with tears in his eyes, his eyes full of love.
When several people arrived in front of the wooden house, Liang Jiao'e took a step forward, opened the wooden door of the house, and welcomed Ji Wanrong and Mo Jiecheng inside.
When Ji Wanrong entered the house, he saw the furnishings inside the wooden house.
The house is very clean and spacious, and there are still people staying inside to reminisce with their families.
It looked like someone had specially cleaned it up. The furnishings inside were not new, but were quite old. It looked like there were indeed signs of habitation.
As Ji Wanrong walked inside, he looked up at the beams above his head.
The beams look a little gray. This house is not newly built.
As Liang Jiao'e spoke, she led Ji Wanrong and Mo Jiecheng to sit down on two wooden stools.
The further Ji Wanrong walked inside, the colder he felt.
In fact, when Liang Jiao'e opened the wooden door, Ji Wanrong felt that the air in the room was a little damp.
Now sitting on the wooden stool, the damp feeling became more obvious.
Liang Jiao'e boiled water and handed Ji Wanrong a cup of hot tea.
Ji Wanrong took the tea with a smile and held it in her hand. She didn't drink it, but looked at Liang Jiao'e with a smile: "Our nursing home looks beautiful outside, but it's even more unique inside."
"Did you make these wooden houses and wooden chairs yourself?"
Liang Jiao'e smiled after hearing this: "The house at first was not that exquisite. It was all figured out by everyone. Later, a master who knew carpentry came and he made all the tables and chairs inside, so it became much more exquisite." .”
Ji Wanrong nodded.
With Liang Jiao'e's warm and hospitable look beside her, Ji Wanrong didn't want to stay in the room for too long. It always felt like there was a poisonous snake staring at her.
No other problems were seen in the house, and Ji Wanrong didn't recognize the wood used in the cabin. She casually said a few words and took Mo Jiecheng out.
When I went out, I saw Shi Heng standing by the lake.
In winter, especially at the bottom of the valley, it is really cold. Most of the people have gone back to the wooden houses with their families to reminisce about the past, and there is no one outside.
His lonely figure stood by the lake with his hands behind his back, looking like he was thinking about something.
Ji Wanrong stepped forward and said hello to Shi Heng. Shi Heng looked at her face and then asked in a low voice.
"Did you find any problem?"
When Ji Wanrong heard this, he smiled: "Is my expression so obvious?"
Shi Heng said yes, he leaned slightly, got closer to Ji Wanrong, and then stared into the distance.
"I also found some problems."
When Ji Wanrong heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly. He originally wanted to say something, but suddenly a hard chest squeezed in between the two of them.
That arrogant sense of power made Ji Wanrong feel like the person next to him was a wild boar.
"Wild Boar" blinked innocently, and then hugged Ji Wanrong's slender waist.
"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it back home. Master Shi, remember to ask people to keep an eye on them."
Shi Heng knew the meaning of Mo Jiecheng's words, which was to ask soldiers to protect the families of these victims.
Shi Heng nodded, and saw Mo Jiecheng gradually and lightly using his Qinggong skills to fly across the lake again.
Ji Wanrong's furious voice suddenly sounded from the lake: "Mo Jiecheng, have you not washed those black claws just now?"
The sound shook Chen Lijuan, who was hanging on the cliff, and her body shook violently twice.
Shi Heng's eyes like ancient wells stared at the backs of Ji Wanrong and Mo Jiecheng. He asked someone to put down the dying Chen Lijuan on the cliff.
Then he also used Qinggong and flew across the lake.
The three of them went to Dali Temple together to discuss the doubts discovered in the sanatorium today.
The three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang, let alone the three of them?
The queen never expected that the three of them had just gone to a sanatorium to piece together a rough idea of the truth, which she thought was a seamless arrangement.
