Chapter 117 Born to be useful

He pushed the assassin away and crawled towards Jiang Zhiyu. Seeing her disgusted look, he didn't dare to reach out his hand, tears streaming down his face: "Miss, please save my life. From now on, I will do whatever you say."

"Okay, let's go. Find a place to hide. I'll call you if I need you."

Wu Jing hesitated and glanced at the corpse.

"This is solved. There will definitely not be another one tonight. If you want people to find out your whereabouts, just stay here."

Jiang Zhiyu said, and no longer looked at him. She turned around and walked towards the mansion. After hearing what she said, Wu Jing didn't dare to stay any longer and ran away.

Jiang Zhiyu walked towards her own courtyard and looked at the bamboo forest with a hidden look in her eyes.

Just after I released Wu Jing, the assassin came to my house. This spy is really fast at delivering information. If I can use him for my own benefit...

In

the elegant courtyard, Jiang Kangan was reading documents in front of the desk. Hearing the sound, he said, "Are you back?"

Ah Fu nodded.

Jiang Kangan took out two letters from the desk, "Tomorrow, send this one back to my hometown and let them search carefully. If there is a suspicious person, send him directly to the capital. Send this one to the Xu family. Remember, you must hand it to the Grand Tutor in person."

Ah Fu took it, his voice hoarse.

"When you went to Zuiyuelong, the Prime Minister and the Second Young Master had a big fight. The Prime Minister intends to let the Second Young Master give up the position of general."

Ah Fu didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Jiang Kangan understood what he meant.

Jiang Kangan tightened his grip on Wenshu's hand and laughed sarcastically, "He actually knows how to appoint the right people to the right positions better than the emperor."

Ah Fu said nothing, and Jiang Kangan had no intention of continuing the topic.

He would never get involved in his brother's things again.

...

The next day, Jiang Zhiyu was still asleep when she was awakened by Xu Youran's loud voice.

She covered her head with the quilt in pain and trembled a few times.

It is now late autumn and the weather is getting colder day by day. It is so difficult to get up now. When winter comes, Jiang Zhiyu dare not think about how she will get through it.

[Who invented "Good morning"? Who is the one who says good morning? ]

[No, I have to tell the old emperor today that it is impossible for me to get up early in winter! ]

Xu Youran: "..."

Jiang Zhiyu got up angrily and got on the carriage.

Watching the back of the carriage slowly going away, Xu Youran's heart tightened.

If they can't negotiate, Zhiyu will not kill the king, right?

Yiqiao put a cloak on her, and seeing her worried expression, she comforted her: "Madam, the young lady is now highly valued by the emperor. This honor and favor cannot be found even if you look at the entire apocalypse. What are you worried about?"

Xu Youran looked at her and sighed softly.

What are you worried about? With such a knife of confiscation hanging over your head, who wouldn't be worried?

She couldn't say it, so she put on her cloak and walked towards the mansion, with Yiqiao's head full of mist.

When Jiang Zhiyu stepped into Yu's study, she saw a familiar figure kneeling in the middle.

The corners of her mouth curled up.

[Oh, isn't this the Sixth Prince? I haven't seen him for a few days. How come he is so different?]

The Emperor: "..."

"I heard that you met a man who looked exactly like Yan Li in Zuiyuelong?"

Xiao Yan Li's heart skipped a beat. Jiang Zhiyu walked past him and ground ink for the Emperor: "Not the same. That man didn't have a mole."

Xiao Yan Li opened his palms slightly.

[Good guy, he actually put a mole on himself.]

The Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly and looked carefully. He really found a mole on the tip of his nose.

[Is it waterproof? It would be so embarrassing if it fell off due to sweating or being rubbed by someone.]

She complained in her heart. The more the Emperor looked at Xiao Yan Li, the colder his eyes became.

"Now that you are sober, you should move back to your prince's residence as soon as possible. As a prince, how can you not know how to read? Go to the Imperial College and listen in."

Xiao Yanli nodded his head.

He looked obedient, but he was also wondering in his heart, why did he feel that he was sober, but the emperor treated him worse than when he was stupid?

Was he on guard against him because of the Zuiyuelong incident?

But he didn't look like that.

He wondered, and the emperor smiled as he listened to Jiang Zhiyu's complaints:

[Just watch him pretend, he knows more words than you have eaten salt.]

[He has understood the trick of pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger. No, I have to tell my little brother, don't get discouraged.]

Little brother? The third son of the Jiang family?

The emperor thought for a while before he dug out such a person from his memory.

Although he is not as good as his elder and second brothers, he is also a talented person.

He collected his thoughts and reviewed the memorials.

[Alas, the emperor gets up earlier than the chickens and sleeps later than the dogs every day. Does he have time to go to the harem? ]

[No wonder there has been no news of the concubines' pregnancy recently. Even Concubine Yu's belly has not moved. ]

[Is the emperor in trouble? ]

The emperor: "..." He

ate the melon on his head!

What's wrong with him? He is very brave, but he doesn't know which concubines and ministers are having an affair, and he just doesn't bother to touch them!

A trace of shame flashed in his eyes, and he coughed lightly.

[Oh, you coughed, you really can't do it. I'm kind-hearted and will give you acupuncture and moxibustion later, and mention the matter of rest by the way. ]

[If he doesn't agree, I will block him, and then help him untie it when he agrees. ]

The emperor: "!!!"

Blocked? !

He immediately thought of the look on Emperor Lu Daizong's face in the hall, and his heart tensed up.

It's just a break, we can talk it over. He is a considerate person!

The emperor looked away and was stunned when he saw Xiao Yanli in the center: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Xiao Yanli: "..."

A flash of disgust flashed across his eyes, and his voice was clear: "Father has not allowed me to get up, how dare I get up."

There was no resentment in his voice, which made the emperor feel a lot more at ease.

The emperor rubbed his brows: "Prince Bol has just arrived, and I am thinking about who to accompany him around. What about you? Do you have any recommendations?"

He asked casually, but Xiao Yanli's heart was shocked.

Generally speaking, this kind of thing will either fall on the prince or He Yanting. Xiao Yanli's mind quickly flashed through the emperor's words in the Jiaoxiang Palace.

Could it be that the emperor really hates the queen and the prince?

He was a little unsure and did not dare to speak rashly.

Jiang Zhiyu also said nothing.

[It doesn't matter who it is, as long as it's not me.]

[I was born with a talent that must be useful, and I won't use it if I can.]

Emperor: "..."

I don't know why, the more she said this, the more he wanted to use her.

He was about to speak, looking at Jiang Zhiyu, and his mind recalled the word "block" she said, and he shuddered immediately.

Forget it, I have been feeling unwell these days, and I really need her to give me acupuncture.

If you use someone, you naturally have to give her some benefits so that you can use her for a long time.