On the day of the granted marriage, the daughter of a general wept and was reborn!

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A muffled sound came from Cen Xiao's abdomen, which gave Shen Wantang some excuse.

"I'll go get you some food."

Shen Wantang's voice was still cold, but not as sharp as before.

As soon as she stood up, Cen Xiao's hand tightened again: "Shen Wantang, my friendship with you has never changed in the slightest."

Just as she started talking, Shen Wantang hastily pulled her wrist out of the man's large hand: "Prince Cen, my friendship with you has never changed in the slightest."

It was like cold water falling from the sky, landing exactly on Cen Xiao.

After he finished speaking, the man was stunned. Before he could say the next word, Shen Wantang still ran away.

He lowered his head and looked at his hand hanging in the air, a helpless smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Maybe I scared her." Cen Xiao muttered to himself, "It doesn't matter. I can wait."

But a moment later, there was another knock on the door, and this time it was the shopkeeper's voice: "Sir."

Cen Xiao responded in a low voice, and the door slowly opened. The waiters followed the shopkeeper in and placed the table on the bed.

"Miss Shen has explained everything to me clearly. Don't worry, sir. I promise you will recover quickly."

The shopkeeper was hunched over with a fawning smile on his face.

Cen Xiao looked out the door for a moment, and the shopkeeper looked out as well, then said, "Oh, Miss Shen said she had something to do at home, so she left first."

After he finished speaking, Cen Xiao did not hide the disappointment in his eyes, and he lost his appetite when he looked at the food in front of him.

Then he waved his hand and said in a low voice: "Go down."

Just as the shopkeeper left, there was another knock on the door.

"If you come to disturb me again without my permission, be careful that I will file a complaint with the government and make sure that your restaurant can't continue to operate!"

Cen Xiao closed his eyes tightly, feeling a little confused.

The door creaked open and a familiar figure walked in.

"It's me." Shen Wantang said softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the impatience on Cen Xiao's face disappeared instantly.

"I'd like to ask you for a favor." Shen Wantang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she spoke softly.

Cen Xiao's face showed a bit of arrogance. He raised his eyebrows, leaned against the bed, and raised a playful smile at the corner of his mouth: "Okay, but I have conditions."

After the words fell, Shen Wantang's eyes shone, and the words came to his lips but he held them back: "Forget it."

Her eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding the disappointment in her eyes. Without saying anything else, Shen Wantang turned around and left.

"stop!"

Cen Xiao felt anxious and spoke quickly.

"I was just joking, why did you take it so seriously?" Cen Xiao said calmly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"Just tell me what you want my help with." Cen Xiao spoke, no longer daring to joke.

Shen Wantang then turned around, but just as he was about to speak, a burst of hurried footsteps came from outside the door -

The blacksmith came forward in a hurry, fell to his knees with a plop, and panted and whispered, "Master, this is an emergency!"

"What!?"

Shen Wantang frowned, even doubting his own ears, and exclaimed in a muffled voice.

Cen Xiao stroked his chin with his fingers, looking as if he knew everything.

"It's absolutely true. Our people took Ma Jiwen's portrait to the manor to inquire, and they all said that Ma Jiwen himself did not look like that. We also found his family members, and their statements were consistent with those of the people in the manor."

The blacksmith repeated it again, his eyes determined.

"Ma Jiwen's uncle is still alive. We learned that Ma Jiwen came to Jiangzhou to seek refuge with his relatives a few years ago, and then disappeared. His uncle told us that Ma Jiwen was a little lame, and he was not as talented as this fake."

As he finished speaking, Shen Wantang's hatred grew stronger and his fists clenched.

"Son of a bitch!"

She slammed her fist on the table.

"This person's identity..." The blacksmith hesitated for a moment, raised his eyelashes and looked at Cen Xiao, "Although I don't know the details, I can roughly confirm that he came from Rongguo."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Wantang's pupils suddenly shrank.

A person from Rongguo! ?

In this way, the source of the poison that Cen Xiao was infected with can be explained clearly.

Cen Xiao's eyes trembled, and then he looked at Shen Wantang beside him.

Shen Wantang still couldn't wait and stood up suddenly: "I'll go and bring that guy here and interrogate him thoroughly!"

Cen Xiao didn't say anything, but just let her leave the restaurant.

The blacksmith looked worried: "Sir, this..."

"She can handle it, trust her." Cen Xiao let out a long sigh and looked at the food in front of him. His appetite, which had just disappeared, now returned.

Shen Wantang rode as fast as he could. It took two hours to get to the military camp in one hour, but he was still a step late.

"Where is Ma Jiwen?" A hint of cold light flashed in Shen Wantang's eyes, and he shouted angrily.

Pei Qing came hurriedly: "Miss, you are late. The governor has just sent someone to take the son-in-law away."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Wantang suddenly jumped up and rode away again.

"Father-in-law, please save me!"

In the governor's mansion, Ma Jiwen was kneeling on the ground with his hands and feet trapped. He struggled to crawl forward, tears streaming down his cheeks.

The governor looked at him coldly, his eyes scrutinizing him: "Ma Jiwen, do you have anything to say to me?"

Realizing that something was not right with the conversation, Ma Jiwen knelt on the ground with a thud and began to kowtow. The sound was like the sound of a drum beating at the gate of a government office.

"I am a fool! I shouldn't have taken advantage of my father-in-law's power to go to Xia Miao privately. It's all my fault! I hope my father-in-law will punish me!"

Ma Jiwen burst into tears and in just a moment, his forehead became red and swollen.

But at this moment, his eyes remained cold: "Are you hiding anything from me?"

Ma Jiwen suddenly stopped kowtowing, and the panic that had been hidden in his heart for years surged into his heart again.

He was stunned and stared at the governor.

For a moment, there was silence in the room.

"You don't want to say it?" The governor's unhurried voice echoed in the room, intimidating without even being angry.

Then, he raised his head and said coldly: "Bring people up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the person in charge led a man in.

The man was dressed in coarse linen clothes, his face was dark, and his calloused hands were constantly rubbing.

Seeing the majesty of the mansion, he was dazzled for a moment. He stood at the door and stared for a long time. He asked again in disbelief: "Is this really the governor's mansion?"

The butler was patient and put on his usual polite smile: "I will definitely not lie to you, sir. Please come in."

The man walked forward cautiously, took a look, and as soon as he turned around, he saw the governor sitting next to him.

"I, a humble commoner, come to see the governor!"