The assassin felt a sharp pain in his back and turned around to stab Jiang Wei.

"Elder sister!" Yun Zhao exclaimed in surprise.

Jiang Wei retreated repeatedly, and Chen Hui was too late to save her. She thought she was about to die.

Unexpectedly, she was lifted into the air the next second, spun around, and Xiao Zhan shielded her behind him.

Xiao Zhan's eyes held a savage ruthlessness, like a bloodthirsty beast.

Amidst the flashing blades, Xiao Zhan swiftly raised his sword and brought it down, instantly killing the assassins who fell to the ground.

Xiao Zhan snapped out of his daze, his eyes returning to normal. "Are you alright? Didn't I tell you to leave first?"

Jiang Wei, still shaken, suppressed her fear and said, "I'm fine. General Xiao has saved me from danger several times. If I run away now, what kind of person would I be?"

Qingfeng walked over with a candlestick in his hand. "Master has already resolved the issue."

Jiang Weigong examined Xiao Zhan by the light. He was unharmed, while Qingfeng had suffered minor injuries.

Qingfeng, dressed in Xiao Zhan's clothes, perfectly imitated the prince's appearance. The assassins mistook him for the prince and tried to kill him to silence him.

The group returned to the inn, where the other rooms remained as quiet as ever. The sound of clashing swords frightened everyone, and no one dared to come out to watch.

Jiang Wei returned to the room, which was empty and without a trace of blood. If it weren't for the knife marks, she would have thought she had just had a nightmare.

The next morning, they returned to the city early.

Upon arriving at the city gate, Xiao Zhan said across the carriage road, "Miss Jiang, let's part ways and enter the city now. I've already had someone escort the steward into the city. After you've arranged what to do, have someone come and fetch more people. If we don't have enough manpower, my people can assist you in coordinating them. Qingfeng."

After Xiao Zhan finished speaking, he called Qingfeng over and rode his horse into the city.

Jiang Wei chatted with Qingfeng for a few minutes before entering the city.

Jiang Wei looked at her younger brother Yun Zhao and said, "Let's go to our maternal grandfather's house first."

Firstly, if her maternal grandfather knew that her mother had another son still alive, he would be very happy.

Secondly, Yun Zhao hasn't officially entered the officialdom yet, and if he returns to the manor now, who knows what trouble Aunt Liu will cause!

She also needs to find out whether her father knows or whether her brother is alive.

If he had known all along, then he wouldn't deserve to be the father of the two siblings.

After entering the city, Yun Zhao found everything novel and curious, and would occasionally draw back the curtains to look at everything outside.

Jiang Wei felt a pang of sadness. He was the legitimate son of a physician's family. Even if he couldn't compare to princes and nobles, he could still live a life free from worries about food and clothing and have access to education.

Jiang Wei felt terrible thinking about how hard he had suffered all these years.

Meanwhile, Aunt Liu's son has been living a life of luxury all these years, and she even used her money to send him to the academy.

As a result, he became lazy and uneducated at a young age, and caused trouble.

Jiang Wei followed Yun Zhao's gaze and saw that Yun Zhao was staring at a string of candied hawthorns, clearly liking them very much.

Jiang smiled and said, "Lian Sang, I want to eat candied hawthorns. Go and buy a few skewers."

Lian Sang returned with the skewers in no time. Jiang Wei took two skewers, giving one to her younger brother to eat himself.

Yun Zhao ate with great relish; it was the first time he had ever tasted something so delicious.

Seeing him eating so happily, Jiang Wei felt both happy and heartbroken. "Hmm? Why is mine so sour?"

Jiang Wei held the candied hawthorn up to her eyes, looked at it, and smelled it. "It's too sour, I won't eat it. Let's throw it away."

Yun Zhao quickly said, "Give it to me, I'm not afraid of sourness."

He looked at the candied hawthorns, each one bright red, coated with a thick, transparent, pale yellow sugar coating, and felt a pang of heartache, reluctant to throw them away.

Yun Zhao also put Jiang Wei's string of candied hawthorns into his mouth and took a bite.

The mouth was filled with a sweet taste and a faint sour taste of hawthorn. Yun Zhao was not stupid and immediately understood Jiang Wei's intention.

"Eldest sister lied to me." Yun Zhao took the top one off with her hand and handed the rest back to Jiang Wei. "These are all clean, eldest sister, eat them. Eldest sister, you don't need to leave everything for me. Although Yun Zhao has had a hard time these past years, she is very happy to have found eldest sister now. I don't want eldest sister to put me first in everything."

"My third uncle once said that a person's life is limited by what they can eat. What I haven't eaten before, I will definitely eat in the future. So, elder sister, don't try to make it up to me because I suffered before. It wasn't your fault, so you don't need to make it up to me. I just want to be with you in the future and live a good life together," Yun Zhao said sincerely.

He was terrified of losing his family.

Jifu Lane, Chen Family Residence.

Jiang Wei led Yun Zhao into the flower hall, where her maternal grandfather, Chen Yan, was reconciling accounts with the shopkeepers of the city of Kyoto.

When Chen Yan saw that the person who came was Jiang Wei, the wrinkles on his face deepened. "Sweetie, play for a while. Your grandfather will be done soon."

Jiang Wei sat leisurely to the side with Yun Zhao, while Yun Zhao sat stiffly, looking at Chen Se inside.

The carved beams and painted rafters were exquisite and beautiful; everything inside was something he had never seen before.

Even the wealthiest family in their village doesn't have half that much.

Jiang Wei poured him a cup of tea. "Have some water."

Yun Zhao picked up the cup with both hands, brought it to his lips, and took a sip. It tasted bitter, so he picked it up and looked at it.

Although life was tough, it wasn't as tough as his past life, and there was no unusual expression on his face.

I took another sip and found a sweet taste in my mouth, along with a hint of tea fragrance.

At this moment, the shopkeeper got up to leave and take his leave. Grandfather Chen Yan walked over with a beaming smile, "Someone, add a few more dishes to lunch, my little darling's favorite dishes."

Jiang Wei stood up and bowed to Chen Yan, "Grandfather."

Yun Zhao stood to the side, somewhat reserved. Chen Yan looked at the thin, small boy and felt that he looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before but couldn't remember where.

Jiang Wei pushed Yun Zhao in front of Chen Yan, "Does he look familiar, maternal grandfather?"

Chen Yan smiled and looked him over a few more times. "You do look somewhat familiar..."

He looked at Jiang Wei and Yun Zhao for a while, and thought their eyes were somewhat similar, but he didn't think about it. After all, his daughter had been dead for ten years, so how could she have a seven or eight-year-old boy?

Jiang smiled and said to Yun Zhao, "Call him maternal grandfather."

Yun Zhao was a little timid, but still called out "Grandfather".

Chen Yan glanced at Yun Zhao, the boy, and immediately recognized him as a child from a poor family who couldn't even afford to eat. His clothes fit him fairly well, probably just bought for him by Jiang Wei.

His son is kind-hearted, but why does he call him maternal grandfather? Chen Yan looked at Jiang Wei with confusion, but still smiled and responded to Yun Zhao.

Jiang Wei walked over and helped Chen Yan sit down, then beckoned Yun Zhao to come closer.

She walked behind Yun Zhao and put her hands on his shoulders. "Grandfather, Zhao'er is Wei'er's younger brother and your grandson. He is now ten years old."

"What did you say?" Chen Yan's face was full of shock, and the wrinkles on his face were trembling.

How is that possible?

His daughter has been dead for ten years. She died in childbirth ten years ago, taking her unborn child with her.