Chapter 219: Can't Uncover the Pot

Chu Wanxiang's body was very weak, although she used her life's essence to recuperate for Chu Mohan, Chu Mohan was still in a coma.

When Chu Wanxiang woke up, she found herself lying on the bed, surrounded by pitch black. She reached for her hands, trying to find some light. When she touched something cold, she immediately opened her eyes vigilantly, "Who!"

"It's me, don't worry, it's me."

Hearing the familiar voice, Chu Wanxiang relaxed, sighed lightly, and said helplessly, "You are really ......" Before he finished speaking, he felt a hot current surging in his chest.

"What's wrong?" Chu Mohan saw her face change abruptly, and held her wrist nervously.

Chu Wanxiang shook her head and signaled that she was fine. She had just woken up, her body was too weak, and she felt tired after saying a few words, so she closed her eyes and rested for a while. By the time she opened her eyes again, it was already dawn.

"Hungry or not? Would you like something to eat?" Chu Mohan saw her wake up, and hurriedly approached her and asked in a low voice.

Chu Wanxiang shook his head, his eyes fell on the soup bowl on the table, and asked, "What is it?"

Chu Mohan smiled, "The chicken soup I boiled with my own hands, do you taste it to your liking?"

Chu Wanxiang smelled the faint aroma of chicken soup, and immediately moved her index finger, picked up the soup bowl and took a big sip, and then praised it.

"It's unpleasant!" Chu Wanxiang put down the empty bowl and frowned and complained.

Chu Mohan smiled, "You have slept for three whole days, you must be hungry."

"Well, my stomach is full of water." Chu Wanxiang stroked her flat lower abdomen and smiled happily. new

Chu Mohan saw that she was full, cleaned up her things, dipped a towel in warm water, wrung it out and handed it to her to wipe her mouth, "I called the kitchen to prepare some pastries and porridge, and I will eat some to cushion my stomach later."

Chu Wanxiang snorted and nodded obediently.

After eating breakfast, Chu Mohan instructed his subordinates to prepare a carriage and prepare to send Chu Wanxiang to the barracks.

"Aren't you going to deal with national affairs today?"

Chu Mohan helped her into the carriage and said, "I'm not going today, I'll walk with you in the capital."

"Hmm." Chu Wanxiang smiled and nodded, leaned on Chu Mohan's arms, and looked out the window.

"Princess." Chu Wanxiang and Chu Mohan came to the market for a walk, and were about to leave, when a girl about seventeen or eighteen years old stopped in front of Chu Wanxiang.

Chu Wanxiang recognized her as the maid who rescued her last night, so she asked, "What's your name?"

The maid replied respectfully, "The slave's name is Qingshuang, and last night thanks to the princess's life-saving grace, Qingshuang remembered it in her heart."

"You're welcome." Chu Wanxiang replied lightly.

Qingshuang glanced at Chu Mohan, and stopped talking.

"Miss Qingshuang, if you have something urgent, just go ahead and do it." Chu Wanxiang said.

"Slaves and maids do have urgent matters to do. But ......" Qingshuang looked at Chu Wanxiang hesitantly, as if she wanted to ask her for help.

"Tell me about it." Chu Wanxiang saw her slurching, so she asked.

"Princess, the slave's brother offended someone and had his left arm cut off. The slave begged the princess to save him." Qingshuang fell to her knees.

"How can such a thing happen? Get up, and I'll go with you." Chu Wanxiang pulled Qingshuang up.

Seeing this, Chu Mohan frowned.

"What?" Chu Wanxiang sensed his displeasure and turned her head to look at him, "What's the problem?"

"No problem." Chu Mohan took her hand and walked towards Qingshuang's brother's house.

The brother and sister led Chu Wanxiang to the door of an ordinary farmer's yard, and kicked in with their feet. An obscene-looking man rushed out of the house and roared, "Where did the bastard dare to kick Uncle Ben's door!"

When Chu Wanxiang saw that his clothes were tattered and his description was embarrassed, he knew that he was a gambler.

"Qingshuang, you're here." Qingshuang's brother saw Qingshuang coming, his face was full of smiles, and he hurriedly greeted her, reaching out to touch her cheek, "Sister, you have lost weight, have you suffered in the past two days?"

"Brother, I'm fine, what about you?"

"I'm good, too,

I just don't have the money to spend." Qingshuang's brother had a sad face, "Our father is sick and owes a lot of money to the gambling house, and our family can't open the pot."

"How so!" Qingshuang was surprised.

"Don't worry about so much, let's use the money to buy medicine to cure Daddy first."

"Brother, I've already sold these medicinal herbs."

"Sold? How can it be! Where did you get the money?" Qingshuang's eyes widened, unwilling to believe it.

"Yesterday, I met a group of bandits in the mountains with the prince, and I joined forces with the prince to drive the bandits away. The prince gave me a lot of money." Chu Wanxiang briefly described the situation last night.

"I see." Qingshuang was relieved.

"Brother, since the money is gone, let's go borrow a loan shark." Green cream is recommended.

"Loan sharks?" Qingshuang's brother turned pale with fright, and waved his hand again and again to refuse, "No, no!"

"Didn't you want to save Daddy?" Chu Wanxiang said, "If you don't borrow usury, what will you use to repay your debts?"

"I...... I ......" Qingshuang's brother gritted his teeth, hating the group of robbers, but there was nothing he could do, "These loan sharks are not something that ordinary people can afford to borrow, if I borrow them, I will definitely not be able to repay them."

"I'll borrow it for you." Chu Mohan spoke.

"But ......"

"Don't worry, I'll find a way to get the money out." Chu Mohan's tone was resolute.

"Thank you, brother-in-law!" Qingshuang was grateful, and immediately changed her name to call Chu Mohan her brother-in-law.

Chu Mohan smiled, "You brothers and sisters live here, you are safe and secure, and I am much more relieved. It's been hard for you these days, take good care of your father and mother."

"Brother-in-law, don't worry."

Chu Mohan instructed them a few words, and then rode away.

Back at the palace, Chu Mohan approached the commander of the guards to discuss how to raise funds.

"Lord Wang, my subordinates dare to guess that this matter has nothing to do with the prince." The commander of the guards announced, "The crown prince wants to take advantage of the opportunity to seize military power, but now that you have the upper hand, he can only use such insidious and despicable tricks to get the emperor to revoke the canonization decree."

Chu Mohan pondered for a moment and asked, "Can you find out where that batch of gold ended up?"

"Back to the prince, that batch of gold has entered the Nanling Palace." The Commander of the Guards replied respectfully.

Nanling Palace?

Chu Mohan frowned, "I will investigate this matter carefully."

"Yes."

The commander of the guards retreated, and Chu Mohan fell into deep thought.

King Nanling is the younger brother of today's saint, he is deeply favored by the saint, and he has a heavy army, although he is not as good as Chu Mohan, but he is also a pillar of the court and a strong opponent of Chu Mohan.

Chu Mohan has always disliked Chu Wanxiang's identity, because he is too lowly, so he is unwilling to marry her as a side concubine, and even dislikes her. But he had to admit that Chu Wanxiang was indeed an excellent woman, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, strong in martial arts, and talented.

It's a blessing to have her help.