Wen Ranran took a breath of air and looked at Du Chisheng with sympathy.
"Brahma...Brahma doesn't know whether he should have this child...but he still stays. He is just worried about Chi Sheng..."
Wen Ranran pursed her lips and whispered: "Chi Sheng is a sensible child!"
"I know too, but... I just feel sorry for Chi Sheng... Miss Wen... if you go to Yan country this time, can you really cure Chi Sheng?"
Miao Lianhua looked at Wen Ranran as if pleading.
Wen Ranran was silent.
Du Chisheng's situation is like that of a living Bodhisattva who burns money. She can only say that she tried her best... As for the outcome, no one knows.
"No matter what! I will try my best... Chi Sheng is a good boy, very similar to a person I once met. Even if there is 1% hope, I will not give up!"
Wen Ranran took a deep breath.
She knew about Du Fantian and Miao Lianhua. After the martial arts competition, Du Fantian's Brahma Sect was basically in a state of retreat.
Originally, Wen Ranran also contacted the Lingxiao Alliance, but something happened within the Lingxiao Alliance, and they finally decided to meet up with the Lingxiao Alliance directly in Binguo.
The people from the Brahma Sect came in advance to provide a layer of insurance for the capital.
The couple didn't ask for a penny, and Du Fantian, with red eyes and blushing eyes, handed Wen Ranran a hundred thousand taels of silver - this was almost all the entire Brahma Sect could afford.
Miao Lianhua also stuffed Wen Ranran with various self-defense things, and even gave Wen Ranran's personal belongings to Dr. Xi, the royal doctor, for him to study on his own.
Wen Ranran saw all this.
Wen Ranran has a friendship with Du Fantian, but the friendship is definitely not that high.
And all of this is for Du Chisheng...
Wen Ranran sighed and patted Miao Lianhua on the shoulder.
Being a stepmother is difficult, but Miao Lianhua has undoubtedly done a good job.
The school bell rang, and the children lined up to leave the Imperial Academy. When Xia Youlin saw Wen Ranran, he rushed over excitedly.
Du Chisheng was relatively weak and walked over slowly. When he saw Xia Youlin holding Wen Ranran's hand, he seemed to hesitate for a moment and took Miao Lianhua's hand as well.
Miao Lianhua was stunned and smiled in her heart.
Behind him, Yan Tu looked at all this with a sour feeling. Before he could react, Jiang He, who had been fierce in class just now, had already put his arm around his shoulders.
"Let's go, Mr. Wen Guo won the chess game today... He was about to happily go to his daughter and son-in-law's house to have dinner. Let's go too!"
Yan Tu: "..."
The sad expression only lasted for a moment, and Yan Tu suddenly laughed.
"Okay! I must have a few drinks with you!"
Wen Yuwan took Cheng Anyang and held Wen Ranran's arm.
"Twelve can't come today..." Wen Yuwan said a little regretfully.
Wen Ranran smiled and scratched the other person's nose, "What? Are you missing your husband?"
Wen Yuwan curled her lips and said nothing.
Wen Ranran comforted her, "Okay, okay... There is something urgent over there at Twelve. I went to interrogate the prisoner. I guess I will have to come back later!"
Wen Yuwan said "hmm".
In the prison of the Criminal Department, Cheng Fenglou was still sitting in his Taishi chair, with even a hint of a smile on his face.
Opposite him was Yan Qiu with red eyes.
"You...you have the ability to kill me! Kill me!" Yan Qiu shouted almost crazily.
Cheng Fenglou pursed his lips, as if he didn't see it, and just waved his hand to signal for another set of torture instruments.
Yanqiu looked at the nail extraction tool in front of him, and the excruciating pain finally destroyed his reason.
"I said! I said! I said, please, give me a good time..."