"Yes, yes! I did it all! I really don't care about Yan'er's affairs!" Concubine Rou raised her hand to protect Jiang Yan, crying to take the blame for herself.
But Wen Qingzhu never looked at her directly, he just kept looking at Jiang Yan quietly.
Concubine Rou's cries became smaller and smaller, and Jiang Yan finally said, "Maomao is fine."
"As long as it's okay, at least a whole body can be left." Wen Qingzhu looked at him with a sweet smile.
Jiang Yan was not frightened by these words, but Concubine Rou was so frightened that she immediately fell silent.
At this moment, Jiang Yan was also entangled in every possible way. He knew that he had gained Wen Qingzhu's trust by using a trick last time.
But this time he never had the same chance as last time.
After struggling again and again, Jiang Yan supported Concubine Rou and said to her: "Mom, take care of yourself. When Xiaoge wakes up, she will take good care of you in the future."
"Yan'er! No! Don't!" Concubine Rou grabbed his arm, tears falling continuously.
Jiang Yan turned his head and looked at Wen Qingzhu kneeling down: "Madam, everything has nothing to do with my mother. Please let her go."
"Of course, every wrongdoer has his own debtor." Wen Qingzhu agreed with a smile.
When Jiang Yan was standing up, Concubine Rou stood up first and stood in front of him.
He held Jiang Yan down with one hand, pulled out the hairpin from his head with the other, and stabbed it directly into his stomach: "Yan'er has done something wrong, and I will pay for it with my life. Please... poof!"
Vomiting out a mouthful of blood, Concubine Rou couldn't stand still and fell down.
This series of things happened in an instant, and Jiang Yan didn't even have time to react.
He watched blankly as Concubine Rou fell into his arms.
His mind went blank and he didn't know what to do.
On the contrary, Concubine Rou still held on to her last bit of strength and prayed to Wen Qingzhu: "Please, Madam, please let Yan'er go. He... He has no choice but to..."
"Mother! Mother!" Jiang Yan finally reacted and hugged Concubine Rou tremblingly, his whole body in panic.
He pressed Concubine Rou's wound, sobbing and crying: "Why, why did mother do this! Mother doesn't know anything at all..."
Wen Qingzhu, who was sitting in the upper seat, looked at them indifferently and couldn't help but want to yawn.
When Concubine Rou was about to speak, Wen Qingzhu interrupted them impatiently: "Have you had enough of the drama of bitter love? Of course it's okay to pay for it with Concubine Rou's life, but are you really willing to do it?"
Jiang Yan's back stiffened, and his hands holding Concubine Rou became a little cold.
Closing his eyes, he could only accept his fate. It was indeed impossible to act in front of Wen Qingzhu.
When he raised his head again, there were still tears on Jiang Yan's face, but he was unusually calm: "What are you going to do with me, madam?"
Wen Qingzhu smiled: "Actually, I didn't think about it. I just felt that I was being tricked twice by you, and I felt unhappy. How about giving Miss Xiaoge to me?"
"No!" Jiang Yan refused almost without hesitation.
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately regretted it. Wen Qingzhu was testing him.
"It's okay if it doesn't work. I see that the concubine really wants to trade her life for yours."
Wen Qingzhu looked at Concubine Rou's blackened wound and reminded her.
Jiang Yan lowered his head and looked really nervous this time: "Mom! Why is there poison on the hairpin! I clearly asked Xiaoge to arrange it!"
"I know, but if you don't die, you will die. I learned this from the princess. It's okay, Yan'er. Mom should never have met your father in the first place. Mom is too paranoid."
Concubine Rou raised her hand and touched Jiang Yan's face, then glanced at Wen Qingzhu, thinking that she was kind to Maomao and finally had a good relationship.
Yan'er's life can still be saved.
With no sustenance in her heart, Concubine Rou's hands lost strength and fell down, and she slowly closed her eyes.
Jiang Yan held Concubine Rou tightly in his arms, feeling filled with regret.
He is too naive!
After calming down, Jiang Yan stood up with Concubine Rou in his arms: "Madam, can you allow me to bury my mother?"
"Of course, I'll give you an hour, I'll wait for you here."
Jiang Yan didn't say anything, turned around and left with Concubine Rou's body.
Two quarters of an hour later, the blood stains in the room were cleaned up, and the bodies of Wu Xiaoge and the jailer and spy were also carried out.
Then, someone led Maomao over.
"Sister! You're here!" Maomao trotted up to her.
Wen Qingzhu touched his head and looked at Maomao carefully: "You have gained weight."
"Well, Concubine Rou is very good to me. She knows that I am from the Wu clan, but she is still very good to me, as good as my sister."
"That's good."
Wen Qingzhu thought of Concubine Rou's last look, and vaguely understood her peace of mind.
It turned out that she had already determined that she would spare Jiang Yan for Maomao's sake.
According to previous news and these two brief contacts, Wen Qingzhu knew very well that Concubine Rou was a woman without any scheming.
But she saw clearly, and even though she knew Jiang Yan would not succeed, she still tried her best to help him.
Wen Qingzhu didn't quite understand someone like Concubine Rou who would fly into the flames.
But just now, she vaguely understood.
Doing something you know you can't do may be another kind of open-mindedness.
After leaving the palace, Wen Qingzhu took Mao Mao to a guest room in the palace.
Maomao saw Aunt Wu, she was lying on the bed.
From the first moment there was movement at the door, Grandma Wu immediately opened her eyes.
When Wen Qingzhu brought Mao Mao to the bed, Granny Wu's eyes instantly became moist.
She wanted to speak, but her throat was so sore that she couldn't say anything.
Maomao looked at Grandma Wu and asked with some distress: "Sister, who is this old woman?"
"She is also a member of the Wu tribe, but she left the Wushen Mountain where you live very early." Wen Qingzhu did not tell Maomao that Aunt Wu was his grandmother's business.
How the Maomao family died had a lot to do with Grandma Wu's departure.
"It turns out she is from our Wu clan, but she seems to be dying." Maomao felt a little sad.
He knows a lot about the Witch Clan.
Although he is young, he is surprisingly able to distinguish right from wrong.
"Well, you don't have many people left. After seeing this old woman, I will take you to Hu Sen. He is from the Teng family and will take good care of you."
Wen Qingzhu held his hand, looked into Nanny Wu's eyes, and said quietly to Maomao.
Aunt Wu was lying with tears streaming down her face, her eyes begging Wen Qingzhu to tell Maomao her identity.
But Wen Qingzhu just watched quietly until her breathing became more and more rapid, and she died with reluctance.
Maomao turned around and hugged Wen Qingzhu, not daring to let Wen Qingzhu see his tears.
The old woman in front of him was a grandma, and he knew it the first time he saw her.
But he also knew that Grandma Wu had killed many people and abandoned his father and grandfather.
Wen Qingzhu said nothing and just took him to Hu Sen's side.
In the yard, Hu Sen is recovering well and can already walk with a cane.
Seeing them coming, I hurriedly followed them and said hello.
"Madam! Maomao!"
"Uncle! Can you walk now?" Maomao ran over quickly and supported Hu Sen, who almost fell down.
The three of them arrived and sat down in the room. The maid served tea and then withdrew.
Wen Qingzhu didn't want to say much, and just asked him: "What are you going to do next? Go back to Jinzhou, or stay in Cangzhou?"
"I don't know." Hu Sen was very confused in his heart. The affairs of the Wu clan had finally come to an end.
But the grievances between the Teng family and the Sheng family are actually not that easy to understand.
Boss Jia has come here twice to bring him news about Sheng Ruyi.
It was said that Shanda people were proposing Sheng Ruyi to choose a son-in-law, but Sheng Ruyi didn't say anything.
"What about Maomao? You can stay in Cangzhou, or you can follow me to the capital." Wen Qingzhu turned to ask Maomao.
Maomao lowered his head and thought for a moment: "Then will Xiaoyu also follow Madam?"
"Probably not, your Aunt Cuicui will definitely stay." Wen Qingzhu did not intend to lie to him.
Maomao raised his head and said with firm eyes: "Then I will stay too. Anyway, I have grown up. If I can't survive in Cangzhou, I will go to Yuhua Town. Otherwise, I can still go to Wushen Mountain." hometown.”
Looking at such mature Maomao, Wen Qingzhu felt a little sad.
The tragedy of the Wu clan has been within them from the beginning.
Those in power never know what ordinary people really want, which is actually just a stable life.
"These two books are yours. You will not be in danger now. Follow Uncle Hu and learn medical skills well. In the future, I will not only be able to support you, but also the little fish."
Maomao's face turned red. He took over the medical skills he had sent out before and nodded shyly: "Yes."
Wen Qingzhu smiled and asked Maomao to be taken down to rest first.
The room was quiet, Wen Qingzhu looked at Hu Sen: "If you don't know what to do for now, just stay and help Hu Yinghao."
"What do you mean, madam?" Hu Sen suddenly raised his head and looked at her in disbelief.
Wen Qingzhu smiled and said: "Now is the time for the imperial court to employ people. Although you only have the title of scholar, you can still be a master or something. You can take the exam for the title later. I don't trust Jiang Yan here in Cangzhou, so I plan to take him with me." Walk."
"Isn't he the Crown Prince of Runan?" Hu Sen didn't quite understand the affairs of the government.
Wen Qingzhu thought that he would also be exposed to these things in the future, so he explained carefully: "He, the prince, has an unfair reputation. He is just a chess piece used by the emperor to deal with Long Dai. You must have heard about the Yang family, right?"
"Yes." Hu Sen nodded. Zhao'er came to see him about the news about Yang Song.
"That's it. When we go back this time, the matter of King Runan colluding with the imperial generals to frame the Yang family will definitely be made public. The Wu Clan has been eliminated, and King Runan has no need to exist anymore. With the emperor's character, Jiang Yan insists on taking the position of the crown prince, so he is afraid that he will be implicated, and you also know that Jiang Yan is not a fool."
"Then why is he scratching Maomao?"
Wen Qingzhu sneered: "It's not that he holds the Black Holy Stone of the Witch Clan in his hand and wants to use Maomao's identity to contact the rabble in the mountains again."
"Doesn't he hate the Wu clan very much?" Hu Sen felt that Jiang Yan's behavior was a bit difficult to understand.
After hearing this, Wen Qingzhu looked at him seriously: "Hu Sen, I know you are a sensible person, but you haven't entered the officialdom yet. Once you get involved in power, it is not so easy to give up."