"It doesn't matter." She gasped in his arms and said, "Your Majesty, please don't be angry, okay? I am really fine."

Chu Mohan was stunned for a moment and looked at the emperor, who frowned slightly.

She actually knew that he was unhappy. He felt moved in his heart.

"Emperor," Chu Mohan called softly, and said to Jiang Wanxiang: "Wanxiang, the emperor is old and is afraid of being troubled and sad. You can't let him worry about it."

The emperor looked at the two people's intimacy and felt both happy and sour in his heart.

Jiang Wanxiang raised his head, with tears in his eyes, and looked at the emperor pleadingly.

"What Wan Xiang said makes sense, just obey her." The emperor was helpless.

"I accept the decree." Chu Mohan bent down and bowed, then helped her up and took her away.

"Wan Xiang is now my imperial concubine and your unmarried queen. I hope you will treat her well." The emperor warned.

Chu Mohan nodded in agreement.

After returning to Dongyuan, he ordered his guards to guard Dongyuan and strictly prohibit anyone from approaching.

"What are you doing?" He asked strangely when he saw Jiang Wanxiang tinkering with a bunch of bottles and cans.

Jiang Wanxiang raised his eyes to look at him, continued his work, and replied calmly: "Help you prepare the medicine."

Chu Mohan was surprised: "You know how to make medicine?"

Jiang Wanxiang hummed and continued to bury his head in the medicine jar, ignoring him.

Chu Mohan walked over, put his arm around her shoulders from behind, and said against her ear: "If you don't know how to make medicine, how can you help me prepare it?"

Jiang Wanxiang put down the medicine pestle and turned to look at him: "I can."

Chu Mohan was slightly shocked: "Then tell me, how did you learn it?"

"I grew up in the countryside and met a famous teacher. After he taught me for a few years, he passed away. I just stayed at home and thought about some prescriptions." Jiang Wanxiang said calmly: "

Therefore, even though I have lost my memory, I still remember the pharmacology he taught me."

"You're lying!" Chu Mohan suddenly changed his expression: "You're lying."

"Lying?" Jiang Wanxiang raised the corners of his lips: "Why are you so sure?"

Chu Mohan stared at her: "You said that you once worshiped a famous teacher. Was that famous teacher named Su Ling?"

Jiang Wanxiang's heart skipped a beat. Of course she had heard of Su Ling. He was indeed a mysterious doctor. But she did not know him, but she must not admit it, otherwise Chu Mohan would become suspicious and even doubt her.

real identity.

Jiang Wanxiang looked at him calmly: "I don't know Su Ling, and I have never seen the famous teacher you talk about."

"Wan Xiang, you can't lie to me." Chu Mohan's eyes were deep and dark, and his tone was slow and determined: "I grew up with you, so I don't know if you lied. I know you want to escape.

Palace, but don’t forget, you are the wife of the royal family, and you will always be.”

"Emperor, should the royal family be trapped in this palace?" Jiang Wanxiang finally couldn't help but get excited. She raised her eyes and looked at him, "I like freedom, not the canary in this cage!"

"Then what kind of freedom do you want?" Chu Mohan was silent for a moment and asked, "Do you want to go to Jiangnan, Northern Xinjiang, or overseas?"

"No way!" Chu Mohan refused without hesitation, his eyes staring at her: "Wan Xiang, if you dare to leave again, I will kill you!"

"How could you..." Jiang Wanxiang covered his chest with red eyes: "Emperor... Your Majesty, he bullied me. He didn't let me go out..."

She leaned against the soft couch with a painful look on her face, as if she had been hit hard.

"Brother Emperor, I know you can't bear to leave me," Jiang Wanxiang cried miserably: "But the Emperor is old, and I can't accompany him in the palace all his life. Brother Emperor, I just want to find the ashes of my parents and bury them in my father's house.

In front of the grave. Brother Emperor, I beg you..."

Chu Mohan frowned and stared at her for a long time, then sighed and said: "Imperial sister, don't worry, leave this matter to me, and I guarantee to give you a satisfactory result."

"Thank you, my dear brother." She wiped away her tears.

He touched her forehead and said softly: "You are tired today. Good morning."

Get some rest."

Jiang Wanxiang nodded and went back to the house to rest.

As night fell, Jiang Wanxiang lay on the couch, tossing and turning.

Her mind was completely confused.

Her disguise was so impeccable that even the emperor didn't notice it. Did he guess something?

Jiang Wanxiang rubbed his temples irritably. This Chu Mohan was really difficult to deal with.

She turned over and sat up, put on her clothes and shoes, and walked to the window. The window was open a crack, and the wind blew in, and she smelled the strong fragrance of osmanthus.

A familiar face appeared in her mind. Those eyes were as bright as stars, as if they could illuminate the entire sky. She thought of the dimples at the corners of his mouth when he smiled, his warm eyes, and his doting look, which made her

The mind is instantly at peace.

Who is that person? Why does she always think of him?

She can't miss him anymore. Thinking of him makes her heart hurt.

Jiang Wanxiang covered her face with a handkerchief to stop herself from thinking. She closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep...

The next day, as soon as she opened her eyes, maid Bihe had already finished washing her.

"Madam," Bihe said, "I will help you dress up."

Bihe is dressed very neatly today.

Seeing her hesitant to speak, Jiang Wanxiang asked softly: "Bihe, is there anything you want to say to me?"

"Yesterday, Madam passed out. The Queen asked the slaves to call for the imperial doctor. After thinking about it, I decided to tell the Queen to save the Queen from worrying." Bi He said in a low voice: "The Queen told the slaves to wait until the Emperor comes down.

Let’s talk about it later. I think your Majesty doesn’t believe the Emperor.”

"Oh," Jiang Wanxiang suddenly realized that this was the case. She nodded and said casually: "If you didn't tell me, I almost forgot."

Bihe breathed a sigh of relief.

"Since you said that the Queen doesn't believe in the Emperor, I can't say that anymore." Jiang Wanxiang said casually, "If the Queen finds out, there might be another trouble."

"This..." Bihe was stunned.

"Okay, okay, please step back." Jiang Wanxiang waved his hand impatiently.

"Yes, that slave has to leave first." Bihe said in a low voice.

Jiang Wanxiang changed into a simple pink and white dress and took two maids to the imperial garden.

The emperor and his uncle were drinking tea in the pavilion, with Chu Mochen and Chu Wanqing accompanying them.

"Wan Xiang to my grandfather, and my uncle to send my regards."

"Sit down quickly." The emperor looked at Jiang Wanxiang kindly: "I heard that you are sick?"

"My concubine is fine, but Emperor Lao is worried." Jiang Wanxiang sat down obediently.

Chu Mochen looked at Jiang Wanxiang and frowned slightly: "Why have you lost weight?"

"I have a poor appetite recently."

"If you feel uncomfortable, call the imperial doctor. Don't hold on." Chu Mochen's face became more serious, "Your body is the most important."
Chapter completed!