The boss who came from the end of the world, she is sick and needs to be cured

"That's nonsense! Lin Qian, you bastard, you ate it and refused to admit it, and you slapped me on the back. You are a model of sanctimony!"

When the old woman saw Zhao Jing glance at them, she ignored them and became anxious, "Zhao Jing, Miss Zhao, you are also a woman, how can you just listen to their men's nonsense! We women are all pitiful people, and we are all abused by them. Abandoned by these heartless people. They abandoned their wives and daughters, but they still have reason. They also said that our morals are corrupt! Is there any justice?" Seeing that Zhao Jing was still indifferent, she turned to the middle-aged monk, "Lin Qian, you have to touch your conscience. Tell me, have you ever slept with me, have you ever..."

Lin Qian touched his heart with his right hand and looked at the past calmly, "Zhang Xi, we have been reconciled for 330 years. What happened in the past..."

Zhao Jing was speechless, it turned out that there was still such grudge. An old woman exposed her dark hair... "It's indecent, take her away!"

When Lin Qian heard that this was obviously on his side, he immediately ordered his disciples, "Send them all to the officials. If you come to pester Mrs. He again, don't blame me for bringing in all the mistresses you have hooked up with over the years! Confront them! Just take care of yourself!"

The old woman and others shouted that they were wronged, "Lin Qian, you, you ungrateful villain and hypocrite..."

Finally, the female nuns from the Red Chamber were sent away, and everyone's ears became quieter.

Lin Qian was a little surprised, "I'm sorry, Mrs. He, I made you laugh."

Lin Kang walked back and was about to say something when another group of monks from different countries and sects came over and said, "Mrs. He, meeting each other means we are destined to meet each other. I wonder if we can come together for a favor?" "Mrs. He, I wonder if I am lucky enough to be able to... "

Compared with those male cultivators, a heroic female sword cultivator walked out from the crowd and said, "Mrs. He, I am Wang You of the Lanzong Sect in Xiatian. I would like to invite you to have a cup of tea and make friends. Is it okay?"

……

As soon as He Zheng came out of the general's mansion, he was stopped.

Qin Ling'er pinched her fingers shyly, "Fellow Daoist He, I am Qin Ling'er, a monk from Linyuan Kingdom's Ruyi Sect. I am two hundred and ninety-eight years old this year. I am not yet married. I like you very much..."

He Zheng didn't wait for her to finish speaking, glanced briefly, and walked around.

Qin Ling'er hurriedly chased after her, "Friend He Dao, I heard that you and Miss Zhao are not married, and you are both free. Look at me, I am the daughter of the head of the Ruyi Sect, and I will inherit the Ruyi Sect in the future. Our sect Ranked among the top ten in Linyuan Kingdom, there are two thousand acres of treasured land in Fushan. As long as you marry me, the Ruyi Sect will be yours..."

He Zheng turned a deaf ear.

His legs are long and Qin Linger needs to run to keep up.

Qin Ling'er wanted to say something more, but was knocked away by Zhang Wenhui who rushed out of the alleyway.

"Fellow Daoist He, don't you think your wife is too strong? It was you who should have done it to show your face and command the world. Now that she has done it, everyone remembers her kindness and listens to her, and they don't put you at all. In your eyes, are you really not unhappy at all?"

In the corner, Zhang Jiani, who was hiding in the shadows, raised the corners of her lips in disdain. These two women were hopelessly stupid. How can you make others look up to you by belittling yourself and others like this?

He Zheng didn't even give Zhang Wenhui a look of charity and ignored him at all.

Zhang Wenhui was unwilling to give in. He must not miss this opportunity that he finally got. "Fellow Daoist He, you have been staying in the house and never left the house. You may not know that Miss Zhao has been with another man outside." It's getting better, even Zhou Yan, who is often with her, also knows..."

He Zheng stopped and looked at Zhang Wenhui indifferently, "Your Majesty, you'd better think clearly before speaking! If you spread rumors and cause trouble, you will be punished with a hundred sticks according to the law of the army. Are you going to go to the Criminal Law Hall to receive the punishment yourself, or..."

Zhang Wenhui hit the wall one after another and was very angry, but she also knew that this time she was too anxious, so she lost the ease and calmness of strategizing in the past. She took a deep breath and kept her expression steady, "You don't believe it, Fellow Daoist He? Then go and see for yourself Look, go and find out. Who in this city doesn’t know that your good wife and the Emperor of Chu are in love with each other? The Emperor of Chu still cares about her and she doesn’t refuse. How can they not be in love? You are still being deceived. I didn’t know anything in the dark, but I was deceived and still thought they were good people. That’s all I have to say, it’s up to you to believe it or not.”

Zhang Wenhui turned around and left. At the same time, he listened nervously to the movement behind him.

He Zheng knew what Chu Lingfeng was thinking.

He Zheng also knew clearly that Chu Lingfeng had no chance. When Chu Lingfeng and Zhao Jing got along, there were other people around, and their interactions were within the scope of etiquette, and there was no ambiguity. Zhao Jing also knows propriety.

Most of these women spread rumors because they wanted to make him suspicious and disgusted with Zhao Jing, so that they could take advantage of him.

Huh, these people underestimate him too much.

It was not the first time that he understood that beauty can mislead people, and beauty can mislead people. Very understandable.

He Zheng kept walking towards the agreed place.

In the shadow of the alleyway wall, Zhang Jiani looked at He Zheng's retreating back, resting her chin on her hand, thinking to herself, this man has a quick mind and a firm mind, and is difficult to deal with.

But, who is she?

The corners of Zhang Jiani's mouth were slightly raised, a reddish light flashed across her left cheek, she snapped her fingers, and a wisp of black smoke flashed beside her.

Hei Yan knelt down and said, "Master, please give me your orders."

"Follow that man and see where he goes. On the way..."

"Yes, Master."

He Zheng walked very quickly under the clear sky and blue weather. He felt a little excited at the thought that he was about to see his wife, whom he had not seen for several hours.

Suddenly, the vision ahead became blurry. What could have been seen several kilometers away could only be seen dozens of meters away. The street beside him disappeared, and the road behind him disappeared.

The sky became hazy and dark.

He Zheng was immediately on guard. It wasn't the formation, it was...

Before I could figure out the situation, there were footsteps running from an unknown place ahead. The sound was a woman's footsteps, and then there was a call, "Husband, husband, where are you?"

It was Zhao Jing's voice, but... He Zheng looked forward in confusion and saw Zhao Jing running over in panic, "Husband, are you okay?" He wanted to throw herself into his arms.

He Zheng avoided it.

Zhao Jing would never call him this, except at certain times, but now it was on the street, not at certain times.

Is this an illusion?

"Zhao Jing" looked at He Zheng with some hurt. She wanted to throw herself into He Zheng's arms, but was also worried that He Zheng would avoid him. She tentatively approached and said, "Husband, it's me. Your Jing'er, look at me. What's wrong with you? I'm your wife, your Ah Jing..."

He Zheng continued to avoid it and frowned, "Why are you here?"

Zhou Yan clearly told him to wait in the pavilion, but it was still more than two kilometers away from the pavilion Zhou Yan mentioned. Moreover, Zhao Jing would not call herself "Jing'er"!