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Chapter 122: Meeting Jiang Yaqi on the Street

Madam Hou placed her hand on the stone table, and Jiang Yimo immediately stretched out two fingers to feel her pulse. One minute passed.

Jiang Yimo already had a general understanding of her situation.

"Aunt, please stick out your tongue."

The next second, Madam Hou cooperated and stuck out her tongue. Jiang Yimo took a look and said seriously, "Aunt, do you often feel cold limbs, bloating in the abdomen, and a slippery white tongue coating?"

As soon as these words came out, Madam Hou nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes, the symptoms Momo described are all correct."

Then, Jiang Yimo said, "Aunt, you have a slow pulse and a blue tongue, which is caused by internal cold. This is a sign of body cold."

"But because your body is cold, your blood is deficient and your menstruation is not smooth, which leads to a variety of diseases. That's why it's difficult for you to get pregnant."

Upon hearing this, Madam Hou hastily nodded and said, "Several doctors who have examined my aunt's pulse have said the same thing, but she has taken doses of bitter medicine and her health has not improved."

"That's because the doctors didn't prescribe the right medicine. Aunt, I'll go back and develop a medicine for you that's tailored to your physical condition. You take it for two months, and if nothing unexpected happens, you'll be pregnant within six months."

The Marquis' wife, who had been frowning, immediately showed an incredible expression on her face when she heard Feng Wuhen's words.

"Momo, are you telling the truth?"

"Really, aunt, I don't like to make empty promises to others."

After receiving Jiang Yimo's confirmation, Mrs. Hou smiled happily.

"Okay, child, your aunt believes in you. If your aunt can really get pregnant in the future, you will be a great benefactor to our Jingming Marquis family."

Then, Jiang Yimo taught Mrs. Hou a lot of women's knowledge.

Before leaving, he took out several bottles of pills he had made and gave them to Marquis Jingming and his wife.

Jiang Yimo and Feng Wuhen came out of the Marquis' Mansion, and Feng Wuhen asked her.

"How is it, can my aunt's illness be cured?"

"Yes, the bowl of sterilizing medicine she drank back then did great harm to her body, but with my medical skills, I am still able to help her recover. I will prepare the medicine for her when I go back today. After a month or two of treatment, you may have a little cousin within half a year."

Jiang Yimo teased him.

Hearing this, a smile appeared on his lips.

"That will be a great joy to my uncle and aunt."

"Yes, after all, for such a loving couple, it would be a huge pity for them to have no children."

Jiang Yimo paused after she finished speaking, then remembered something and asked, "Your Majesty, when can you find a chance to take me to the library in the palace?"

Feng Wuhen shook his head, his expression couldn't help but become serious.

"To enter the library, even I must obtain a pass from my father. Moreover, it is difficult for me, a descendant of the royal family, to obtain this pass. It is probably even more difficult for you, who has no blood relationship with the royal family."

"Is there any other way?" Jiang Yimo asked.

"I have thought of three ways these days. The first is that you marry me and become a member of the Donglin royal family. This way will bring you one step closer to getting the pass. The second is that you gain the trust of your father and have made great contributions to Donglin. The third is that you can also seek the support of the national master. As long as the national master asks, your father will immediately give you the pass. But the national master has been traveling for years. He has always come and gone without a trace. As for when he will return to the imperial city, no one knows."

After Feng Wuhen finished speaking, Jiang Yimo looked up at him and glared at him fiercely.

"Yesterday I had the opportunity to go to the palace to meet the emperor and receive the reward. Why did you refuse the reward on my behalf without my consent?"

"My father was in the court yesterday because of something, and he is still angry. I am worried that he is in a bad mood and may get angry at any time, so I found an excuse to refuse for you."

After hearing this, Jiang Yimo raised her eyelids slightly and rolled her eyes at him.

This guy is really good at making excuses.

But she still wanted to say something.

At this time, Leng Mei rushed over and said, "My Lord, something happened!"

Feng Wuhen frowned slightly, and his eyes instantly became cold and clear. "What's the matter? Tell me!"

"Just now, I received an unexpected news - Mr. Shi Qingmo from Hanwen Academy was murdered."

Feng Wuhen sneered.

"Ha! The person behind this acted really quickly! When he learned that Marquis Jingming had returned alive, he couldn't wait to chop off the eagle claw."

"Momo, you go back to the palace first. I will go to Hanwen Academy to check the situation." Feng Wuhen said, and then turned around and instructed the guards behind him, "You protect the safety of the beautiful girl. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, I will take your heads as apology."

"Yes!" The guards responded respectfully.

Then, Feng Wuhen said to Leng Mei, "Leng Mei, please come with me to Hanwen Academy."

As soon as these words were spoken, Feng Wuhen and Leng Mei immediately used their Qinggong skills to hurriedly leave.

After they left, Jiang Yimo walked on the streets of the imperial city with a few followers from the Evil King's Mansion.

At this time, night falls and the lanterns are turned on.

Night markets are popular in Donglin, especially in summer and early autumn. When night falls, the streets in the city are more lively than during the day.

The streets are bustling with people, and both sides of the streets are lined with various stalls, some selling snacks, some selling all kinds of gadgets, and you can also write couplets, watch performances, etc.

This was Jiang Yimo's first time visiting the night market in the imperial city.

The night market in the imperial city is indeed much more lively and crowded than the night markets in small towns.

Jiang Yimo walked for a while and felt that she was getting bored, so she wanted to return to the Evil King's Palace.

But the road she had to take to get back to the Evil King's Palace was blocked by a group of people, and all she could hear was a woman's sharp roar.

Jiang Yimo listened carefully and felt that the female voice was very familiar, so she slipped into the crowd and walked forward.

Seeing a woman dressed in fancy clothes in the crowd, Jiang Yimo recognized her identity at first sight. Wasn’t she the original owner’s half-sister Jiang Yaqi?

I saw a white-haired old man holding a long whip and angrily cursing: Isn't this woman the original owner's?

"You old fool, it's your fault that you suddenly jumped out of the crowd and startled my horse, causing me to hit my forehead against the wall of the carriage, breaking it and bleeding."

After saying that, she whipped the white-haired old man.

The old man held his grandson tightly in his arms to prevent him from being hurt in any way by the woman.

He replied tremblingly, "My dear girl, I didn't mean to do that. It was just that my grandson was very naughty and ran into the middle of the road. I was trying to pull him back to the side of the road quickly, so I startled your carriage."

The woman raised her finger and pointed at her still bleeding wound. She roared at the old man with a ferocious look on her face, "Don't try to reason with me. My face is disfigured and that's the truth. You must compensate me."

If a woman is not afraid that cursing in public will damage her image as the future Princess Kang, she can curse as harshly as possible.