The Hidden Beauty

Chapter 139 Madam is afraid that something is wrong

Yan Jinxi, who was hiding in the dark, saw it all.

She sneered: Jiang Shiwan, it’s time for you to taste the feeling of being abandoned.

The most painful thing is to have your sincerity trampled on by the person you care about.

When Jiang Shiwan was brought back to his residence, he looked haggard.

Xueying was terrified: "Madam, you must cheer up. As long as you are well, I am willing to work like a cow or a horse for you."

Jiang Shiwan held his chest in pain, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Doctor Mei was shocked, and seeing that she was barely conscious, he immediately asked Xueying to put her down and gave her acupuncture.

Seeing Jiang Shiwan in a coma, Xueying cried out in fear: "Doctor Mei, is Madam okay?"

Doctor Mei groaned, "Madam is already weak after the miscarriage, and with the grief and anger, I'm afraid... she will develop a chronic illness."

Although it is March, the floor heating is still burning indoors.

Meng Tingzhou opened his chest, revealing the hideous wound on his chest, and drank glass after glass of wine.
A Shiyi accompanied him, sometimes dancing gracefully and sometimes pouring wine for him.

Every time Doctor Mei came to see him, he couldn't help but say, "Governor, please take care of yourself."

"I have been fighting for ten years, experienced the upheaval in the imperial court, and moved to the northern border. I am really tired. It is time to enjoy a few days of good times."

"But the governor..."

"Doctor Mei, I know what you mean. I have a plan in mind, but I am tired of letting it go for a while."

"Commander-in-chief, my wife..."

Meng Tingzhou threw the cup in his hand far away and said in a light voice: "Madam, you are there. I am very relieved. You don't need to pass on the message."

Doctor Mei had to swallow back what he wanted to say and retreat respectfully.

"Commander-in-chief." Ah Shiyi leaned forward and leaned on his hot chest. "I was dancing vigorously, but you were not paying attention at all."

Meng Tingzhou let her explore his body restlessly: "I am watching, your slender waist is twisting and it is enough to seduce people's souls."

Ashyi put her arms around his neck, her exotic eyes full of energy: "Did I really seduce the governor's soul?"

Meng Tingzhou looked at her and just smiled.

Ashyi bit her lip, looking very tempting.

This governor is really strange.

In the first few days after he took me in, he didn't even look at me.

He comes to see me every day these days, but he doesn't have anything to say to coax me. Instead, I have to coax him again and again.

I don’t know if he will benefit from it?
But to be honest, this governor is truly an exceptional person, and one cannot help but be fascinated by him.

"Governor..." A Shiyi made a bold move and sat directly on Meng Tingzhou's body. She leaned over and kissed his lips, "Governor, please be gentle with me."

……

The next morning, Meng Tingzhou personally ordered that the most beautiful woman in the Turkic tribe, Ashiyi, be made his concubine.

As the first concubine in the Governor's Mansion, A Shiyi followed etiquette and paid her respects to the main wife.

She had always heard that the wife was a famous beauty in Dayan, and was the one that the governor loved dearly.

A Shiyi had imagined many different looks of the main wife, but she didn't expect to be stopped in the outer room.

Xueying is now the backbone of Jiang Shiwan's landlord, so she said, "Aunt, please stay. It's hard for you to be so kind, but my wife is not in good health. I'm afraid that she will be sick to you. Please go back first."

A Shiyi didn't expect to run into a wall the first time he came. He thought it was the Madam trying to show off her power, so he thought he had to greet everyone no matter what to avoid gossip.

She bowed and said, "I'm new here, so I must respect the Madam. I didn't expect that the Madam is ill, so I can only come again tomorrow." When Xueying heard that she planned to come again tomorrow, she was stunned.

She refused to let him in because she didn't want Jiang Shiwan to know that Meng Tingzhou had a concubine.

Who knew that this aunt would rush forward to pay her respects.

"Who's outside?" Jiang Shiwan's voice came from inside.

Before A Shiyi could speak, Xueying said, "Madam, there is no one here. I will be right there."

Leaving behind Ashyi with a confused look on his face.

Xueying walked in and saw Jiang Shiwan, who was so thin that only skin and flesh were left, about to get up. She immediately ran over and asked, "Madam, are you going to get up?"

Jiang Shiwan leaned in her arms, almost weightless: "Has he been here?"

It seemed to have become her habit to ask Meng Tingzhou once a day whether he had come.

"Madam, the governor may be very busy these days..."

Jiang Shiwan neither shook his head nor nodded: "I know he won't come, I just asked out of habit."

"Xueying, I've been coughing up blood every day these past few days. I feel like I don't have much time left."

Xueying hugged her tightly in her arms and cried uncontrollably: "Madam, please don't say such things. You will definitely get better."

"You still have Dr. Mei. He is a very skilled doctor. You will definitely get better."

Jiang Shiwan shook his head gently: "I know my own body well."

She coughed a few times and slowed down her tone: "Bring me some paper and pen."

Xueying didn't know what she was going to do, so she just nodded and said, "I'll get ready right away."

She asked someone to help her set up a small desk on the bed.

Jiang Shiwan took a long time to write a paragraph, and then handed it to Xueying: "Please find time to put this letter behind the stone lions at the door."

"Madam, you are going to..."

Jiang Shiwan gasped for air after saying one sentence: "Put it down and leave. Don't stay, and don't let anyone take it away."

It was half a month later that Song Huaizhi, who was thousands of miles away, received the letter. She was originally chatting about political affairs with great interest, but her smile suddenly froze and she stood there in a daze.

His hand holding the letter was almost shaking. At the last moment, Jiang Shiwan actually wanted to desert.

"Why..." He muttered to himself, "Why did Meimei say she wouldn't come back?"

He didn't understand. She said that she was living a good and happy life and didn't want to go back to Dayan and get involved in the disputes.

Cen Shuang could naturally hear the sadness and pain from the master's voice.

He frowned and said, "I heard from the messenger that Miss Jiang is in poor health and looks like a skeleton."

Song Huai was shocked: "Speak!"

Cen Shuang shook his head: "Master, I just heard him mention it. He said it was said by the maid next to him, saying..."

Song Huaizhi's eyes flashed: "Cen Shuang, are you itching for trouble?"

Cen Shuang lowered her head: "The maid said... Madam might be in trouble..."

The letter in his hand fell to the ground with a sudden crash.

Seeing Song Huaizhi's complicated look, Cen Shuang quickly explained: "Master, calm down. It's a long way from the northern border to the capital. Who knows if that person is talking nonsense? If so, how could Miss Jiang still have the energy to write to you?"

Song Huaizhi felt sad: "No, I actually believe it's true, because she is fine, and she won't let some messy things reach my ears from afar."

"The only possibility is that she has no idea what's going on outside."