The concubine is soft and delicate, making her the treacherous minister's white moonlight

Chapter 15 Claiming to be Sick
As she spoke, the old lady immediately choked up and cried miserably, as if her parents had died. However, Lin Mowan was not surprised at all. She knew that according to the old lady's temper, Jiang Youxi was carried back from Yuxiang Tower in the street early in the morning by the security guards there.

I heard that when Jiang Youxi was found, he was alone in the room, unconscious on the ground. Everyone in Yuxianglou saw it. His lower body was covered in blood and his face was pale, as if he was half dead. It was extremely creepy and frightened several girls in Yuxianglou so much that they fainted on the spot.

Later, Aunt Hong hurriedly called a doctor in front of everyone. The doctor came to see the patient and said that the patient was cut off directly by a sharp weapon. Fortunately, the patient was still alive.

Seeing that he would not wake up for a while, the doctor gave him some medicine to keep him alive. Aunt Hong could only ask the security guards of Yuxiang Tower to find a door panel, cover him with a quilt, and send him back.

Although the Jiang family is not considered a noble family, it is now considered a noble family. They are officials appointed by the court. Jiang Wenqing is the prime minister, and is above everyone else. This matter must have caused a sensation in the city a long time ago.

In addition, Jiang Youxi was a little bully on weekdays. He harmed girls from decent families and bullied villagers everywhere. After he was done, he gave them money and sent them away, which made others angry but dared not say anything.

Now that such a big thing has happened, I'm afraid everyone is waiting for Jiang Youxi to suffer the consequences. Of course, no one will miss it easily, and any slight rumor will be spread throughout the streets and alleys.

This matter not only concerns the offspring of the Jiang family, but also the reputation of the Jiang family. The old lady is a smart one. She knows that after this kind of thing, Jiang Youxi was a playboy. In the past, people would agree to marry their daughters to him just for his talent and wealth.

In the current situation, no matter how much money is offered, no girl outside would be willing to marry Jiang Youxi. But if Jiang Youxi has no woman by his side in the future, even if this matter is suppressed, it will inevitably cause criticism in the future.

In this way, Lin Mowan naturally became the best candidate to help the Jiang family withstand the rumors outside.

Lin Mowan smiled faintly, patted the old lady's hand gently as if to comfort her, and said ambiguously: "Don't worry, old lady, I am very lucky to be able to enter the Jiang family. The eldest young master's business is my business. From now on, I will listen to you."

Upon hearing this, the old lady immediately burst into laughter and praised it repeatedly with great satisfaction. Lin Mowan just smiled without saying anything, without showing any dissatisfaction on her face.

With her words, the old lady would definitely be grateful. More importantly, no matter what Jiang Youxi does in the future, the old lady would most likely not doubt her easily. As for Jiang Youxi, Lin Mowan didn't just let him be like this, she also didn't intend to let him live too long.

Jiang Youxi's action this time was indeed what Lin Mowan asked Aunt Hong to do in the letter she sent. But in the eyes of others, Jiang Youxi had offended many people. Besides, she was so weak and had a good relationship with Jiang Youxi. Who would doubt her?
And this is just the beginning...

Before leaving the old lady's residence, the old lady repeatedly urged Lin Mowan to visit Jiang Youxi more often, and of course Lin Mowan agreed to all of her requests.

She was worried that Jiang Wenqing would not let them get close, and she couldn't carry out her next plan. Now with the old lady's words in mind, Lin Mowan felt fearless.

When she returned to Feiqing Courtyard, Xiao Sanhua was lying on a rattan chair with her belly turned up to bask in the sun. It turned out that she had seen this kitten by chance in an abandoned alley.

The mother cat had died, and the kittens were not yet able to find food on their own. It was a rainy night, and the clear and strong cat meows pierced through the dense rain curtain.

Lin Mowan had just seen Shen Weiyuan out of the mansion. He had just arrived and had just sat for a while when someone from the mansion came to tell him to go back. She saw him out and watched the carriage disappear in the rain curtain. When she was about to go back, she heard a sound.

Seeing that this little thing was really pitiful, curled up beside the mother cat, and soaked by the heavy rain, I took it back. I raised it from the size of a palm at the beginning to the point where it seemed a bit tiring to hold it for too long.

Lin Mowan liked him very much, and Shen Weiyuan did not forbid her to keep him. He also quietly increased the amount of money he gave to Lin Mowan every month. She knew that he tacitly agreed.

Apart from other things, even if she was just a substitute, Shen Weiyuan never treated her badly in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation. Now, although it is already the winter season, the weather in recent days is still sunny, and there is plenty of sunlight in the yard every day.

Lin Mowan walked to the rattan chair, held the little guy in her arms, picked up the cat toy on the table and played with it, then sat on the rattan chair. The little guy lay in her arms and turned over his belly towards her, and she was also very interested in playing with him for a few times.

Yuzhi brought tea and snacks and glanced at them inadvertently. It was the first time that Yuzhi saw Lin Mowan in such a good mood since she entered the Jiang family. She felt relieved and even the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

In the next few days, Lin Mowan used illness as an excuse to stay at home and did not go to Jiang Youxi's yard. Every time someone, whether it was the old lady or Jiang Youxi, came to invite her, she refused on the grounds that she was too ill to get up.

She was not that stupid. Although her son Jiang Youxi was injured and could not do anything to her, it was she who deliberately left the handkerchief to lure him out. Although Jiang Youxi was stupid, he would blame her to some extent.

Although the handkerchief had been taken away by the people from Yuxianglou and then secretly returned, she still had to avoid him temporarily and let him be angry for a while. She would go again when he was no longer so angry.

During this period, perhaps because she felt that Lin Mowan's illness was strange, the old lady sent Qiu He to visit almost every day. Under the pretext of visiting the patient, her words were implicitly asking her to go and comfort Jiang Youxi as soon as possible.

But every time Qiu He came, Lin Mowan was lying on the bed, looking pale, and she covered her face and coughed lightly from time to time, making it impossible to see any blood color on her face.

Later, even the people around Shen Weiyuan came to the Jiang family to visit Lin Mowan in person, which seemed to dispel the old lady's doubts.

As for Jiang Wenqing, now that something had happened to Jiang Youxi, he was so busy asking for an explanation for his beloved son that he had no time to ask about Lin Mowan.

As the top prime minister of the dynasty, Jiang Wenqing was not afraid at all. He led his men directly into Yuxiang Tower on the street and immediately controlled several guards of Yuxiang Tower.

Knowing that Jiang Wenqing was going to Yuxiang Tower, Lin Mowan and Yuzhi quietly went out early, avoiding the Jiang family's guards. After disguising themselves, they went to the private room on the second floor of Yuxiang Tower and saw with their own eyes, through the gauze curtain, Jiang Wenqing and a group of ferocious men rushing in.

The originally luxurious, lively and ambiguous surroundings suddenly became quiet. Jiang Wenqing stood in front of a group of tall and strong guards with a sword in his hand. Apart from other things, the momentum alone was enough to scare people.

He glanced around and didn't see Liu Yinghong. He frowned and shouted, "Call your boss out! Otherwise, don't blame me for destroying this unlucky place of yours today!"

Seeing this, no one dared to step forward to appease them. The girls huddled together and looked at each other. A few guests did not want to cause trouble, so they bypassed the guards and left in twos and threes. Many people on the second and third floors, upon hearing the noise, also lay over the railings and stuck their heads out to join in the fun.

Amid the discussions, the sound of footsteps came from the stairs. Jiang Wenqing raised his eyes and saw a woman in a bright red dress. She had a slender waist, a small face, willow-shaped eyebrows, fox eyes, and especially those perfect red lips. One glance at her was enough to make him unforgettable.

She had long black hair that could only be tied up with several hairpins. Her pale eyes were filled with careless laziness and indifference. She had bright red nails and bony knuckles as she held a pipe. As she puffed away at the smoke, it was difficult to see her face clearly. Yet, one felt that she was clearly in the world of prostitution, and yet not everyone could reach her level.

She is the madam of Yuxianglou, Liu Yinghong.

Liu Yinghong stood at the corner of the stairs, used her body to push away the man leaning against the railing, and leaned her soft waist lightly against the railing.