The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

Ji Chenghuai coaxed him for a long time, and this was the only way he could coax him up.

Wen Ling still needs to go to the front yard to listen to scriptures today.

So, there was no more fuss.

Ji Chenghuai arranged to sit in the sedan chair, and then went to the front yard.

Before leaving, he held onto the side of the sedan chair and looked at Ji Chenghuai eagerly.

With such small eyes and pitiful expression, Ji Chenghuai was so watched that he almost couldn't control himself, he dropped everything and wanted to follow along.

But no, he still has a lot of things to do, and he can't accompany her willfully.

"Are you really not going to accompany me?" Wen Ling asked in a low voice with her mouth puckered.

Ji Chenghuai felt his heart warm up, and his body also warmed up unconsciously.

Slightly suppressing his beating heart, Ji Chenghuai said as calmly as possible: "Hey, you go first."

He didn't say not to accompany him directly, but let Wen Ling go first.

If the matter on his side is dealt with, he may go there again.

"Okay then." Hearing what Ji Chenghuai said, it was probably because of what happened last night, to do follow-up finishing and investigation.

Wen Ling didn't make any more trouble, and reluctantly left Ji Chenghuai's residence, and went to the front yard to listen to scriptures.

The noble daughters of each family also came to listen to the scriptures today.

When Wen Ling came over, they saluted quietly, but they didn't dare to make a sound.

After all, Buddhism is quiet, and everyone needs to keep quiet.

Fortunately, Wen Ling didn't care too much about it.

Everyone is holding a mask, what is there to see?

The maidservants have already cleared up their positions, Wen Ling can just go there.

As Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, her position is naturally different from other noble ladies.

Therefore, Wen Ling's position can be regarded as position C, and the others sat down in turn about one meter behind Wen Ling, and then quietly listened to the old monk in front of him preaching scriptures.

Zhou Xinyao also came, she was sitting among the female relatives of the prime minister's mansion, looking at Wen Ling from a distance, but her gaze was not too conspicuous, she was afraid of being discovered.

Zhou Xinyao didn't think much about listening to the scriptures.

However, all the female relatives from various prefectures came over, so she could only follow along.

Sitting is boring, but it's an opportunity to get some quiet time and space to think about something else.

Zhou Xinyao was distracted, but the other female relatives might not be listening seriously.

Wen Ling was still listening to 233 telling him about the battle situation last night.

After all, last night I was only thinking about flirting, so I didn't have the time to observe how others were doing.

"It's a fate destined by God, but it's a pity that he misses my country." Wen Ling heard that the hero and heroine of the plot had already met, and they had left a deep impression on each other, and sighed.

I feel that this is probably fate, like between myself and my benefactor.

It's just that it's hard to be friends when the other party has a different stand than yourself.

The most important thing is that Wen Jing is thinking about his country.

It is destined that there will be a fierce battle between them in the end.

As for whether to fight or not to fight, it is really hard to say.

"What is my benefactor doing?" Wen Fa sounded boring, and then began to think of Ji Chenghuai again.

"We are dealing with the news of the hidden guards." Ji Chenghuai has the internal information of various officials in the capital, and he has also come into contact with all kinds of secret information.

At the moment, he is listening to the hidden guard to report back.

Including what happened last night and what will happen next, you need to report to him.

"Prime Minister's Mansion?" Upon hearing that Wen Jing was rescued by the daughter-in-law of the Prime Minister's Mansion last night, Ji Chenghuai just chuckled, his tone a little unclear.