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

Chapter 208 Is this medicine necessary?
Lin Tianxiao was tactful enough not to follow in, but just stood guard outside the door. Lin Mowan entered the room and walked into the house from the entrance. The door was closed. Inside the room, Jiang Wenqing was lying on the bed, staring silently at the ceiling.

As if he sensed someone approaching, he suddenly spoke: "I knew it must be you." His tone was unexpected, and it was unclear whether it was sarcasm or self-mockery.

He could actually speak.

Lin Mowan stood in front of the bed with an expressionless face. She knew that Gongshu Yanyu had only detained him to show the world. They might be trying to conceal the truth for the sake of Gongshu Tingyue.

Afterwards, they just needed to find someone to die for Jiang Wenqing. When the storm had passed, they would let Jiang Wenqing change his identity and be rescued by Gongshu Tingyue.

It was a good plan, but unfortunately the opponent was Lin Mowan.

Lin Mowan smiled and sat on the chair beside the bed, as if nothing had happened, still gentle: "Yes, father, who else is willing to save you except me?"

She deliberately misinterpreted Jiang Wenqing's words, but to her surprise, Jiang Wenqing did not expose the truth like he had done countless times before. He just sneered sadly and muttered, "That's really a blessing for you."

Lin Mowan stopped talking, but lowered her eyes, turned her head to look at the setting sun outside the window, and spoke again: "Dad, the princess is so good to you. You were about to be executed, but she still sent people to treat you."

The other party remained silent. Lin Mowan paused for a moment, not caring whether he answered or not. She just continued, "She must love you very much. However, you don't have to worry about never seeing her again. I will help you and make sure you return to the princess."

As she spoke, a gentle smile appeared on her face, and her eyes seemed to be filled with attachment and reluctance to this father-daughter relationship, which made Jiang Wenqing feel a little unconfident.

He turned around and stared at Lin Mowan blankly. Lin Mowan didn't give him a chance to answer. She seemed to be in a good mood. She smiled, as if offering a treasure, and stood up from her seat. Her face was full of girlish cuteness. She said, "By the way, Daddy, I went to ask for a magic medicine to cure your illness."

As she spoke, Jiang Wenqing's expression changed. In fact, in the past few days, with the help of the doctor secretly sent by Gongshu Tingyue, his condition has improved a lot.

To be precise, it was because he was separated from Lin Mowan and had the correct medication that he was able to sit up in just a few days. This showed that his illness was not very serious. If Lin Mowan had not interfered, he would have recovered long ago.

Now seeing her excited face, Jiang Wenqing couldn't help but feel fear for the medicine she mentioned. He shook his head, but Lin Mowan seemed to not see it and said excitedly: "Wait for me, I will find it right away. You will get better immediately after taking it."

As she spoke, she turned around to look for the medicine she mentioned. She searched everywhere from the bedside cabinet to the bookshelf next to her, and then to the cabinet in the living room. The further she went, the tighter her brows furrowed. She murmured anxiously and suspiciously, "Strange, where did I put it?"

At this moment, seeing Lin Mowan's almost crazy appearance, Jiang Wenqing was so scared that he was sweating profusely and breathing rapidly, as if his illness would relapse in the next moment.

After a while, Lin Mowan searched around and finally found an exquisite little box in a small mezzanine in an inconspicuous cabinet in the inner room. When she opened the box, a thumb-sized black pill lay quietly inside.

She was overjoyed: "I found it!" Jiang Wenqing's heart sank when he heard it, and his face turned pale. He realized that he had no way to escape today.

Lin Mowan didn't hesitate and trotted to the bedside. She looked at Jiang Wenqing, who was lying on the bed and slightly tilted his head to look at her, and placed the pill in front of him. She said happily, "Daddy, I found it. You will be cured soon. I am so happy."

"..." Jiang Wenqing was silent, closed his eyes, and was speechless for a moment. The only response to Lin Mowan was two lines of tears that slipped from the corners of his eyes and then gathered together. At this moment, whether he was regretting his original choice or fearing the impending death, Lin Mowan looked at him, not knowing, but slowly picked up the pills in the box, and the smile on her face gradually faded.

She whispered softly, "Daddy, be good. After you take the medicine, the pain will go away and you'll be fine." Just like when she was a child, when she was sick and refused to take medicine, Jiang Wenqing would hold her like this, coax her to take the medicine, and then sing nursery rhymes to put her to sleep.

Perhaps it was because this kind of thing was too rare. Most of the time, he was not around and her mother was the only one with her, so Lin Mowan missed him so much.

So much so that whenever she felt uncomfortable, she would close her eyes and rely on that fragile happiness to create a cradle of happiness for herself in her dreams.

She took the pill in her hand and gradually approached Jiang Wenqing. Jiang Wenqing's face became paler and paler, but he could only slowly move back to avoid her. He murmured, "Wanwan, don't be like this. Daddy was wrong. Give me a chance, and I will do my best to make it up to you, Wanwan..."

As he spoke, he was already sobbing, but Lin Mowan just looked at him numbly. After a long time, she took back the pill in her hand, held it in her hand and played with it, whispering: "Daddy, telling lies is not a good child."

This is also what he said to her when they were little.

At this moment, Jiang Wenqing finally couldn't hold it in anymore. It was as if all the strength in his body was taken away. He suddenly collapsed on the bed, and finally couldn't help bursting into tears.

Outside the door, Lin Tianxiao's heart tightened when he heard the crying coming from inside the house. He subconsciously wanted to rush in, but was stopped by Lin Qinhai who had just arrived. Lin Tianxiao was a little anxious, but Lin Qinhai just signaled him to be patient...

Inside the house, Jiang Wenqing got tired of crying after a while and lay on the bed, staring silently at the ceiling with tear marks on her face. Lin Mowan just sat beside the bed without saying a word.

After a long while, Jiang Wenqing asked, "Do I have to take this medicine?"

"..." Lin Mowan hesitated, but did not reject it. She just said, "What do you think, Daddy?"

With just this one sentence, he knew the final judgment.

Jiang Wenqing closed his eyes again, "Whatever, after all the ups and downs in this world, in the end, it's nothing but a dream, and it's all just a pile of yellow earth."

Lin Mowan said nothing, but a sad look appeared on her face. She looked at him, but actually had no expression, and it was hard to guess what she was thinking. She just waited for Jiang Wenqing to finish his words, and then handed the medicine to him attentively: "Take it, and take a good sleep after taking it, and you will be fine."

As she spoke, the medicine in her hand was close to Jiang Wenqing's lips, and she was still softly comforting him: "This medicine is not bitter at all. The old lady has also taken it. It works very well. Don't be afraid."

After she finished speaking, she had already stuffed the medicine in her hand into Jiang Wenqing's mouth. She watched Jiang Wenqing swallow it, with the smile on her face unchanged. She was still staring at the person on the bed, as if it really was a touching scene of a father and daughter reuniting after a long separation and regaining what had been lost.

Until the sun completely set behind the hillside, it was pitch black all around. There was no light on in the house, only a little torch light coming in from outside, shining on the fluttering gauze curtains.

At this time, the effect of the medicine in Jiang Wenqing's body began to take effect, and he couldn't stop coughing, and the coughing became more and more severe.