The Reborn Girl Wants to Kill Me

Chapter 212 Collective Love Brain 4

"Jiao Niang, first, help me in, and then ask a doctor to come."

Wen Jiao wiped her tears, walked out quickly, and came back after a while, with a white-bearded old man following her.

The old man frowned when he saw his face. After taking his pulse, he sighed before he could say anything.

"Girl."

Lu Wenbo looked at Wen Jiao, who was standing beside him with a worried look on her face. "I haven't had a good meal in a few days. I want to eat the braised pork knuckle with preserved vegetables that Jiao Niang made herself."

Wen Jiao nodded and went to the kitchen.

She said she was doing it herself, but in fact it was the maid beside her who was doing it, and she was just talking beside her.

Before she got married, her family had a shop and some money. Her parents wanted her to marry into a wealthy family, so they pampered her and bought her a personal maid to serve her.

After getting married, her mother-in-law was the magistrate's wet nurse, and was looked after by an official. Her family was much better off than hers, and she was treated like a delicate flower.

Unfortunately, her husband was incompetent and listened to his mother-in-law in everything. She was impatient and had a few arguments with him in public. He said he would tell his mother-in-law that she had embezzled money from the shop and lent it out at interest.

How does this work?

Thinking of her mother-in-law's serious and harsh face, Wen Jiao grabbed her husband tightly and refused to let him go. Her husband couldn't help but pushed her, and the next second, he was separated from his body and killed by Lu Wenbo.

Wen Jiao was so frightened that her face turned pale. She thought Lu Wenbo was some evil person. After all, there was no one else around except her maid, and she was afraid that she would be in danger too.

Wen Jiao stared at the maid's movements while curling her lips sweetly.

He is not a bad guy at all, he is clearly her enemy.

She didn't regret going with him.

On the other side, Lu Wenbo listened to what the doctor said, his face pale as if he was a prisoner sentenced to death.

"Is there really no other way?"

He asked again without giving up.

The doctor shook his head, but still gave him a glimmer of hope: "My medical skills are limited. If we can ask the Imperial Physician Fang from the palace, there might be a chance of recovery."

But the possibility is almost zero.

Lu Wenbo's hands tightly grasped the brocade cloth on the bed, his veins bulged and his eyes were bloodshot.

Who is he to be able to invite the imperial physician in the palace? This damn evil feudal monarchy!

And that damn Princess Jiahe!

"Boro, Boro."

A charming and passionate voice came from afar. Lu Wenbo forced himself to cheer up and told the doctor not to reveal his illness to anyone.

The doctor naturally didn't bother to meddle in other people's business. After writing the prescription, he took the money, put on his backpack and left.

Yue Niang was wearing a fiery red dress and was about to pounce on Lu Wenbo as soon as she entered the door. Lu Wenbo dodged stiffly, fearing that she would press on him.

When the two were flirting, Yue Niang played with him a lot, and Lu Wenbo was most afraid that she would find out.

As expected, noticing his avoidance, Yue Niang pouted in dissatisfaction: "He's such a heartless man. You went out for a while and now you're disgusted with me."

"Didn't you see the injuries on Bo Lang's body?"

Wen Jiao came in with the food and frowned when she saw Yue Niang's actions.

"Bo Lang is so badly injured, yet all you care about is love and affection."

There was a sneer in Yue Niang's eyes. This Wen Jiao loved to show off in front of others. Everyone else was a concubine who was not allowed to see the light of day, but she was the only one who acted like the wife of the main wife every day. Who was she pretending for?

But she didn't show it. Instead, she smiled and moved away for Wen Jiao.

"Sister is right, it's my younger sister's fault. Bo Lang, what does the doctor say?"

It is the greatest shame for a man to tell his woman that he is not good enough.

Lu Wenbo closed his eyes and said, "The doctor said I need to rest for a few months and slowly recuperate. It's nothing serious."

"I'm glad you're okay... Bolang, eat something quickly. Sister Wen's cooking smells delicious. Sister Wen, can we have crystal pork elbow tomorrow? The crystal pork elbow you make is delicious too."

Wen Jiao sneered, thinking that they were treating her as a cook.

There were undercurrents between the two of them, but Lu Wenbo didn't care at all. He just wanted to have a good sleep and then think about what to do next.

Having severed ties with his family, he had little money left and needed to find a way to make money as soon as possible. He also wanted to find a chance to take revenge on Princess Jiahe who had harmed him and turned him into this person!

Yue Niang was not interested in these things. After listening for a while, she felt sleepy and went back to sleep yawning.

Wen Jiao's eyes flashed, "Bo Lang, I do have some business experience, but business requires capital. Let's..."

Pocket Difficult!

How could Lu Wenbo not know? Ever since he came here, he had been asking his family for money. He had never worried about money. Now that he was asked to find a way to make money, he couldn't think of any good way except to borrow money at high interest.

Wen Jiao shook her head.

"We're just starting out as a small business, and the interest rates are too high. If we can't pay it back, those people will chop off their hands and feet."

Lu Wenbo immediately gave up the idea.

Wen Jiao looked embarrassed, hesitant to speak, "Actually, it's not completely impossible..."

"Jiao Niang, if you have any ideas, just tell me now. There's no need to hide them from me."

Wen Jiao sighed: "It depends on whether Sister Yue is willing or not."

Lu Wenbo's eyes moved and he looked at Wen Jiao.

The next day, Wen Jiao brought the crystal pork elbow and placed it in front of Yue Niang. Yue Niang exclaimed and started eating.

Wen Jiao looked at her softly, "Eat slowly, no one will snatch it from you."

Yue Niang also picked up a piece of food for her with her chopsticks: "Sister Wen, you eat too."

Wen Jiao didn't move.

Only after Yue Niang fell onto the table with a thud did Wen Jiao open the gate with a sneer.

"Come in, let me tell you in advance, she used to be the top girl in Ziweiyuan. If the price is too low, there is no room for negotiation."

Several men looked at Yue Niang, reached out to measure her, looked at each other a few times, nodded, and threw a bag of silver to Wen Jiao.

Wen Jiao opened it and took a look, then signaled them to take the person away.

Lu Wenbo waited for Wen Jiao to come in and asked hesitantly, "Will they treat Yue Niang well?"

Wen Jiao paused, then smiled and said, "Of course, Bo Lang, don't overthink it. Sister Yue is so beautiful that she will be treated well wherever she goes."

Lu Wenbo nodded, as if he was convinced: "You are right, Yue Niang is good at singing and dancing. It is better for her to leave than to follow me."

When Yue Niang opened her eyes again, she saw the familiar surroundings and screamed as if she was about to run out.

"Where are you going? I've paid you all the money. If you dare to run, I'll break your legs and make you work in the cellar."

Yue Niang was trembling all over.

She had realized that she had been sold and then sold to a brothel. After going around in circles, she was back again.

She seemed to be crying and laughing, but she didn't dare to run again. She knew that what her mother said was true. She had seen with her own eyes sisters with broken legs locked in the cellar for the entertainment of guests with special hobbies. Almost none of them could survive the next day.

She hated Wen Jiao in her heart, but she only dared to respond obediently to her mother's lecture.

Ji Yanli didn't expect that another one would be solved so quickly.

He straightened his clothes in front of a bronze mirror as tall as a man, and told Bishui, "Pack your things and we're leaving the palace."