Forced into a substitute marriage? The concubine’s unparalleled medical skills amaze the world

"Just tell me, and I'll give it to you."

"I just beg you to spare my life!"

"I have never been out of Wurong, and I have never seen you before. Maybe you have found the wrong person."

"Wu Rong is so big, I'm not the only one named Meng Langsheng."

The fat on Meng Langsheng's face trembled as he looked up at Jiang Si: "Do you want to take another look to make sure it's me?"

Jiang Si stomped hard on Meng Langsheng's face, splashing the dust on the ground: "I would recognize your face even if it turned into ashes."

"You may not remember what you did, but I remember it clearly."

"Meng Langsheng, you don't have another chance this time!"

The screams from the Meng family were endless, and no one in the Meng family dared to stand up and speak.

Even the security guard who had brought Jiang Si in before was now sitting on the ground with his legs shaking with fear.

He never thought that a woman could be so terrifying.

There was a large pool of blood on the ground, and Meng Langsheng was already breathing more than he was breathing in.

Jiang Si's body was also covered in a lot of blood, but she didn't mind.

Originally, she could have decided Meng Lang’s life or death in the easiest and simplest way.

But Jiang Si didn't want to. She didn't want Meng Lang's life and death to be too easy.

She wanted to vent all the hatred in her heart about her previous life.

Zhou Jingxuan was already waiting for Jiang Si outside, and he was originally planning to accompany Jiang Si.

Jiang Si said that this was her revenge and she didn't want to ask anyone else to do it, she had to do it herself.

When Jiang Si came out, she was covered in blood, which scared Zhou Jingxuan. He went forward, and Jiang Si looked up at him and suddenly smiled brightly: "I helped her get revenge."

"Meng Lang is dead."

Seeing Zhou Jingxuan nervously checking her body for wounds, Jiang Si's expression softened a bit: "None of this blood is mine, it belongs to Meng Langsheng."

Then she frowned and said, "Go back."

"His blood is all filthy and disgusting."

Zhou Jingxuan took Jiang Si away and ordered people to deal with the Meng family's affairs.

When they entered the inner courtyard and saw the corpses on the ground that could no longer be called human, they subconsciously turned their heads away and dared not look.

At the same time, he felt a little more afraid of Jiang Si.

After successfully conquering Wurong, Zhou Jingxuan rested for a few days and selected a pretty good Wurong person to take charge of the overall situation of Wurong.

Zhou Jingxuan arranged his own people in important places.

If this person makes any unusual moves, he can be replaced directly.

Wu Rong surrendered to the Great Zhou, and the matter ended there.

When Zhou Jingxuan led his army back to the Great Zhou, when he passed by Mohe Bay, the situation there was much better than before.

With water, they have a chance to live again.

Jiang Si went to see An Nan, who was taller than before.

Anan's father Cheng Yue naturally knew that Wurong now belonged to the Great Zhou.

He bowed respectfully to Zhou Jingxuan and Jiang Si.

When they returned, the people of Mohe Bay came to see them off.

Watching the Great Zhou army leave, they knelt down in a black mass.

Perhaps the Wurong people in other places were unwilling, but they were willing to do so.

It was the people of Da Zhou who gave them new life.

After returning from Wurong, they arrived in Liangzhou. Zhou Jingxuan let the army go ahead, and he and Jiang Si went to Liangzhou to visit Wei Qing.

When Wei Qing met the two men, the news about Wu Rong had already spread.

His face was full of joy: "Now the Wurong people will not be so arrogant anymore."

When A Yuan heard that Jiang Si was coming to see Wei Qing, she also hurried over.

She knew that Wei Qing was nice to her because she looked similar to Jiang Si, but A Yuan felt that she was the one who could always accompany Wei Qing.

A Yuan saw Jiang Si from a distance. She immediately ran over with her skirt lifted up as if she were facing a formidable enemy: "Brother Wei Qing!"

She walked up to Wei Qing and took his arm, then raised her chin towards Jiang Si.

Jiang Si was not to be outdone and took Zhou Jingxuan's arm, shouting like a child in anger, "Husband."

Only then did A Yuan see Zhou Jingxuan. After taking a closer look at him, she immediately felt relieved.

Her husband is so handsome, she will definitely not compete with me for Brother Wei Qing!

Jiang Si told Wei Qing that Meng Lang had been killed.

After all, the original owner had a good relationship with Wei Qing.

Wei Qing's face was gloomy: "If I were in my position, I would make sure that Meng Lang would suffer a fate worse than death."

Jiang Si chuckled: "His death was not easy."

After obtaining all the memories of the original owner, Jiang Si became much gentler towards Wei Qing.

To the original owner, Wei Qing was like a friend to her.

Before leaving Liangzhou, Jiang Si erected an inscriptionless monument for the original owner.

The original owner really existed and she should be remembered by them.

After leaving Liangzhou, Jiang Si went to find the shaman.

I heard that the shaman is still alive.

Jiang Si did not return to the capital directly, but went to where the shaman lived.

It was a village. When Jiang Si went to inquire, the villagers looked disgusted when they mentioned the shaman.

"Girl, don't get close to that ominous person."

"She is always talking nonsense, which is very unlucky."

Jiang Si asked for the location and went straight there.

The shaman lives at the innermost part of the village, near the foot of the mountain.

The house is in such a dilapidated state that it looks like it will collapse in a heavy rain.

The shaman in the original owner's memory was not very old at the time, and should be at most forty years old now.

Jiang Si went forward and knocked on the door, and after a while she heard a noise from inside.

An old voice sounded: "Who is it?"

Then the sound of footsteps slowly approached.

The door opened, and an old woman appeared behind the door, hugging her dog.

She has a head full of white hair, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is already in her eighties or nineties.

Her back was bent, like that of an elderly person.

Jiang Si said softly: "It's me, do you remember?"

The shaman looked up with his cloudy eyes and carefully identified Jiang Si. When he saw her clearly, he was shocked: "It's you?"

"Miss Jiang, are you still alive?"

She immediately shook her head after she finished speaking: "No, you're not her!"

"You are the soul from another world that changes the trajectory of fate."

She paused and then looked at Jiang Si: "Did it succeed?"

Jiang Si nodded: "It's successful."

"Wu Rong no longer exists."

A look of joy appeared on the shaman's face, and he murmured happily, "It worked. It actually worked."

“It seems that everything was not in vain.”

"Miss Jiang's life was not sacrificed in vain!"

Jiang Si looked at her and asked carefully: "I remember you were not very old at that time, how old are you now?"

The shaman shook his head: "Going against the will of heaven and changing one's fate is inherently taboo and will backfire."

"Miss Jiang lost her life."

"I am lucky to be alive."

"It's just that I'm a few dozen years older. It's nothing to worry about."

After saying that, she looked up at Jiang Si and said, "You don't have to feel guilty. Miss Jiang wanted to change her fate and she did it voluntarily."