After going down the mountain, I was petted by the paranoid Lord Bo and cried

Chapter 55
Feng Wei stayed on the tree until the lights in Jiang Ningchu's room went out before leaving her yard.

The next day.

There was a lively meal outside the gate of the Jiang Mansion, and everyone gathered to watch.

"Isn't this Qiao Yanxiao, Mr. Qiao? How did it become like this?"

"I heard that it seemed to be for Miss Jiang's heart and soul, and almost died."

The onlookers were all stunned when they heard this, it was not like something Jiang Dashan from Cenxi could do.

But who knew that the people who suddenly appeared in the fire at this time directly pointed their finger at Jiang's mansion.

"Why not? This good man is a hypocrite."

Everyone looked at the speaker, his face was unfamiliar, and his accent didn't sound like a person from Cenxi.

"I'm Bai Shuwen, I'm from the capital. I heard that there is a good man in Cenxi. I came here to visit on purpose. I never thought..." Bai Shuwen sighed and shook his head, "I actually found out that Mr. Jiang has a hypocritical side."

"Spitting out blood is simply nonsense." When Jiang Miao heard about this, she ran out of the mansion angrily to accuse the person who started the rumor.

He looked at Qiao Yanxiao, who was unconscious on the ground, and ordered, "Help Mr. Qiao in, and ask the doctor to take a look."

"Yes."

The servant hurriedly carried Qiao Yanxiao who was on the ground into Jiang's residence.

"Just now you said that the old man is hypocritical, but you?" Jiang Miao pointed to Bai Shuwen who was dressed in white and held a folding fan.

Bai Shu nodded with a gentle smile, "It's right here."

"You are a scholar who is useless and only knows how to spread rumors." Jiang Miao spurned, "I did take Qiao Yanxiao's heart and soul, but I have never done anything harmful."

"You just said that the old man is hypocritical, so the old man wants to ask, what hypocrisy did the old man do in Cenxi?"

Everyone knows that Jiang Miao is a great benevolent person in Cenxi. He built pools and academies, and gave porridge and rice to poor families during festivals and festivals.

Whenever people in Cenxi mentioned Jiang Miao, they all praised him.

But today, he was smeared for no reason by this scholar from the capital. Isn't this insulting his Jiang family's reputation?
The onlookers changed their tune again, thinking that Jiang Miao's words just now had some truth.

They began to accuse Bai Shuwen of unreasonable suspicion and jealousy.

He was not in a hurry, and was about to take out the evidence from his pocket, when Jiang Ningchu ran out of the mansion.

"Dad, what happened?"

Bai Shuwen looked up, saw Jiang Ningchu standing beside him, and was stunned.

This face was exactly the same as Mu Xiaoman's, and there seemed to be Mu Xiaoman's aura on his body.

He was included in the ring of seven souls by Jin Fan, and was supposed to be tortured and torn apart by those evil monsters, but thanks to the help of a noble person, he was able to escape from the ring of seven souls, and would not turn into a pool of stagnant water.

"Mr. Bai, I already know what you said just now. You accuse my father of being a hypocrite for no reason, but what evidence do you have?" Jiang Ningchu looked directly at his face, and some memories popped up in her mind.

"Ning'er, are you okay?" Jiang Miao hurriedly supported Jiang Ningchu, who was almost fainted, and called the maid, "Help the lady in and take good care of her."

After Jiang Ningchu left, Jiang Miao didn't want to talk to Bai Shuwen.

Unexpectedly, he would not let go, "Master Jiang, I think Ling Ai's illness has not been cured yet."

A look of panic flashed in Jiang Miao's eyes, "What do you mean?"

"What Xiaosheng just said did offend Mr. Jiang, but don't you want to know the truth?"

A trace of complexity flashed in Jiang Miao's eyes, but Bai Shuwen's confident smile completely defeated him.

"Come in and talk."

……

study.

Bai Shu talked eloquently about Jiang Ningchu's condition, which made Jiang Miao admire him.

"Then Mr. Bai, do you have a treatment plan?" His tone was gentle and quite polite.

"Master Jiang, don't worry, I promise that Miss's illness will be cured with medicine."

"Just now, can I go to the boudoir and visit the young lady for a while? We can also find out the cause of the disease."

Jiang Miao hesitated, "This..."

Bai Shuwen laughed loudly, "Master Jiang is worried that I will do something wrong to Miss? Don't worry, I only want to cure diseases and save lives, and this is also the original intention of traveling all over the place."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Miao felt that it was his villainous heart that crossed the gentleman's belly.

"Master Bai, this way please."

He led Bai Shuwen to Jiang Ningchu's room. Before the door was opened, everyone was immobilized by the spell and could not move.

Bai Shuwen didn't look back at the visitor, and chuckled, "The Demon Lord is so worried, does it mean he likes Mu Xiaoman?"

Feng Wei hated other people's suspicion of his thoughts the most, so he grabbed his neck and lifted him high.

With his feet off the ground, he felt a burst of suffocation. Seeing that he was about to pass by the god of death, Bai Shu said with a gentle smile, "Mozun, why are you so guilty? I came here to help you."

"There is no need for others to intervene in the matter of the deity."

He let go of Bai Shuwen and clapped his hands.

Bai Shuwen lay limp on the ground, gasping for breath, "Don't you want to destroy Fairy Qingyao's remnant soul sooner and leave the blood formation forever?"

"As far as I know, if Fairy Qingyao still has a remnant soul, the blood formation will not be affected in any way, which means you will have to stay in the blood formation for tens of millions of years."

Feng Wei chuckled, "How could I not know that you are deceiving me."

He got up from the ground with a sneer, "Didn't the Demon Lord want to know how I escaped from the Seven Soul Ring?"

"I met a noble man in your ring, and he told me that if you can't eliminate the remnant soul, all your efforts will be in vain."

Bai Shuwen sarcastically said, "Did the Demon Lord forget the pain he suffered in the blood formation for tens of thousands of years?"

Naturally, he would never forget how sad he had been in that dark blood formation.

But why did he feel a bit of reluctance when he mentioned that he wanted to kill her?
Bai Shuwen took two steps back, and said respectfully: "Mozun, please think about it carefully. If you think this is not the right time, I can come back at another time."

After saying that, he disappeared into the Jiang Mansion without a trace.

When everyone came back to their senses, Jiang Miao saw Qiao Yanxiao standing in front of him, and was shocked: "Why are you here?"

He stood in front of Jiang Ningchu's room, "You and Ning'er have no chance at all. You are a scholar. What use are you? Except reciting poems every day, but can you feed a family by reciting poems?"

"Ning'er has been weak and sick since she was a child. If she married you, she might not have enough money to buy medicine in the future. How can you let me, a father, rest assured?"

Jiang Miao pushed him away, "I beg you, Mr. Qiao, don't come to my daughter again, okay?"

Feng Wei glanced at Jiang Miao, his gaze shocked him, and Jiang Miao was startled.

Why did this scholar show such a vicious look?

Regardless, drive him away quickly.

Jiang Ningchu's weak voice suddenly came from the room, "Father, is Mr. Qiao here?"

"You let him in, I have something to say to him."

Hearing this, Feng Wei almost ran in. He sat beside Jiang Ningchu, holding her hand tightly, "Ning'er, how are you?"

He frowned so distressed that no one could believe it.

But Bai Shuwen, who came in stealthily, saw this scene, but smiled triumphantly.

(End of this chapter)