What idea?

Everyone's eyes lit up, they held their breath and pricked up their ears.

If you can't solve the problem, then solve the person who raised the problem.

"Wait, little brother. I'll give you the Sixth Prince right away. That way, you can continue to be number one."

[Just accept the love from your sister and enjoy it secretly under the covers.]

The rest of the people: “!!!”

Jiang Kangan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry for a moment.

This is indeed a method, but it is only a temporary solution. If Xiao Yanli can be killed this time, what about in the future? Can he kill all those who are more powerful than Jiang Bojian?

No, it seems she really can.

Thinking of the mysterious fighting power of the young fish, Jiang Kangan fell into a strange silence.

No, I can’t be led astray!

Bo Jian has to pass this level by himself!

…

In the cell, Jiang Bojian sneezed several times in a row.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Meng Hong raised his hand and touched his forehead.

Jiang Bojian shook his head: "No problem, maybe it was just blown by the wind."

Yin Qingrui closed the window, looked at the books spread out on the table, and said in a deep voice, "Are you really not going to school anymore?"

Jiang Bojian shook his head. "Xiao Yanli is targeting me. If I go to the academy, I'll inevitably be influenced by him." He paused. "Like my sister said, running away is shameful but useful. I know I'm not yet at the point where I can completely resist being influenced by others. It's better to stay in the cell and let him think I've given up."

Meng Hong nodded: "That's good. Without those external interferences, you might be able to perform beyond your normal level."

Jiang Bojian chuckled.

"Alright, alright, as long as you have a plan in mind, we don't have to worry anymore," Shi Zongxin said, lying on the bed, clicking his tongue several times. "I did a good job today, didn't I? I fought them, they won't get suspicious."

"Huh? You still have the nerve to say that," Yin Qingrui looked at him with disdain, "You've grown so big for nothing, but you're so clumsy in a fight."

Shi Zongxin jumped up from the bed and looked at Yin Qingrui with dissatisfaction: "Nonsense, I fought three people alone!"

"Come on, if Meng Hong and I hadn't arrived in time, who knows what would have happened." Yin Qingrui looked at the furious Shi Zongxin and took out a golden medicine from his pocket: "Come here, let me take a look at the wound on your wrist."

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury, don't worry about it, it will heal on its own...hiss..."

Shi Zongxin gasped in pain.

Yin Qingrui sneered: "Isn't it just a minor injury? What are you hissing for, you snake?"

"How did you know I was born in the Year of the Snake?" Shi Zongxin said with some surprise in his eyes. "I never told you that."

Yin Qingrui: “…”

Jiang Bojian: “…”

Meng Hong: “…”

…

At noon the next day, Jiang Zhiyu received Ji Xiurong's secret signal and waited for her in a small dilapidated temple in the west.

Xiao Chuji has been secretly sending people to keep an eye on Ji Xiurong. Fortunately, Ji Xiurong also has some experience. Although it is difficult to get rid of them, it is not completely impossible to get rid of them.

When Ji Xiurong hurried over, Jiang Zhiyu was looking at the Buddha statue in the dilapidated temple.

"Zhiyu, I need your help," Ji Xiurong knew time was running out, so she picked out the key points and said, "After meeting you at the vegetarian restaurant that day, Xiao Chuji, for some reason, has been looking for me even more. He even refused to return to the Prince's Mansion and wanted to stay with us."

Ji Xiurong clenched his fists and gritted his teeth in hatred when he mentioned him.

She was not afraid of what Xiao Chuji would do to her, because most of the time, Xiao Chuji just looked at her quietly.

It was like looking at another person through her figure.

If it was a short time, she would have endured it, but recently Xiao Chuji didn't know what was wrong with him and kept staring at her. No one could stand it.

Every move she makes every day is under someone else's watchful eyes. Every time she does something or says something, she's startled by his sudden change of expression. Then she watches him coldly say to her, "You're not like her anymore."

Divine gold!

"Don't panic, I have a solution," Jiang Zhiyu leaned close to her ear and whispered softly, "Once this is done, I guarantee that he won't dare to harass you again for a period of time, whether it's a few weeks or a month. Any longer depends on his mental state."

"I call it: The White Moonlight Resurrection Plan."

Ji Xiurong: “…”

She looked at Jiang Zhiyu with admiration in her eyes.

Although I don’t understand it, it seems very powerful.

After hearing Jiang Zhiyu's plan, Ji Xiurong's admiration for Jiang Zhiyu seemed to be overflowing.

Having stayed in the temple for too long, Ji Xiurong was worried that the people Xiao Chuji had sent to see her would find her, so she stood up and said, "Then I'll go back first and wait for you tonight."

The sky quickly darkened, and the thick blackness like ink covered the ground so tightly that people could not tell east from west.

There were not many servants in Ji Xiurong's house, and the lights were dim. Xiao Chuji sat on a chair, looking at Ji Xiurong who was moving things, and signaled the guards beside him to come over and help.

Ji Xiurong pretended to refuse, but with her strength, she really couldn't move so many things, and one guard was not enough. Xiao Chuji snorted, and another guard next to her came forward to help.

"Excuse me, please move all these to that yard."

Ji Xiurong pointed out the location to them.

The two guards walked forward, and Xiao Chuji pointed to the chair next to them: "Just let them move it, sit down and talk to me."

Ji Xiurong rolled his eyes subtly and sat next to Xiao Chuji.

"Thank you so much for today."

Xiao Chuji chuckled: "If you really want to thank me, why not agree to one of my requests."

He looked at Ji Xiurong's vigilant eyes and chuckled: "Don't worry, I just asked you to wear a piece of clothing for me to see."

"Tonight is a bit like the night she died. I miss her a little bit."

Ji Xiurong's face suddenly became distorted.

She took the clothes from Xiao Chuji, turned around and walked into the house. If she stayed any longer, she was afraid she would not be able to help laughing out loud.

Xiao Chuji didn't care that he mistook her distorted expression for reluctance.

To him, Ji Xiurong was more like a beautiful object for appreciation. He just had to watch her quietly and remember his old friend through her.

Her thoughts, to him, were of no importance.

Thinking of that person, Xiao Chuji closed his eyes and a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

No one can replace her. The familiar face in my memory gave me a warm smile, and her eyes were gentle, as if she was looking at the one she loved most.

Xiao Chuji's eyelashes trembled, and when he opened his eyes, his pupils suddenly widened——

The first thing that caught his eye was a figure dressed in white, but what was whiter than the white clothes was the man's face.

As pale as paper, with an extremely exaggerated smile on his face and slightly red corners of his eyes... his white clothes fluttered slowly.

Is there wind? Why doesn't he feel it?