Chapter 4 I really want to punch him!

The siege was over, the emperor and the ministers came back together, Jiang Zhiyu saw her cheap father, Jiang Zhaorong, at a glance.

It's not that he is so handsome, but mainly because the way he walked with his butt covered was particularly conspicuous, and he easily attracted everyone's attention.

Jiang Sulan came late, and stood next to Jiang Zhiyu. When she saw her father injured, she almost fell over.

Jiang Zhiyu hurriedly supported her: "Not really, not really, it's not time for him to die yet."

Jiang Sulan:?

Realizing that what he said was ambiguous, Jiang Zhiyu quickly changed his words: "No, no, what I mean is that my father is a lucky man, he just got a little injured, it's not a big deal."

[Damn, I almost let it slip, but the original owner's father had to wait until the emperor died before he died, there was still time. 】

Jiang Sulan heaved a sigh of relief when she heard that her father was fine.

She also gave up the idea of ​​talking to Jiang Zhiyu.

No matter what, what is certain now is that her sister knows what will happen in the future. No matter how she got it, it will be a hidden danger if other people know about it. The previous emperor died of obsession with immortality, and the current emperor is deeply disgusted and distressed by this matter.

Once there is an ear through the wall, it will be the real end of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

It is better to continue as it is now, anyway, she can hear it and help hint to her father.

The future is not unchangeable.

Jiang Sulan thought so, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Jiang Zhiyu became much kinder.

Jiang Zhiyu looked at her and couldn't help but think of Jiang Sulan's ending in the book, and sighed.

[How pitiful! She waited for seventeen years, but she didn't know that Xiao Siyuan didn't care about her at all. He only treated her as something to show off. After hearing a word from his lover, he decided to kill her without hesitation and ended her life with a jade pendant.]

Jiang Sulan was stunned.

She raised her eyes and looked at Xiao Siyuan next to the emperor. Xiao Siyuan smiled gently and handsomely. He seemed to feel her gaze and nodded slightly in her direction.

Jiang Sulan suddenly felt a strong sense of disgust.

Seeing her absent-minded face, Jiang Zhiyu couldn't help but speak: "You are not still thinking about him, are you?"

[Save me, he wants your life. If you dare to say that, I will blow your brains out. The poison on the jade pendant will be in vain, and the medicine will be in vain...]

Jiang Sulan didn't feel annoyed when listening to her sister's endless complaints. She smiled lightly and didn't answer Jiang Zhiyu's question. Instead, she asked her: "Why did you give me this jade pendant?"

Do you want this jade pendant to remind her all the time not to repeat the same mistakes?

Jiang Zhiyu tilted his head and said innocently: "I just think this jade pendant is beautiful."

[No way! Just because you are so eager to dislike me, you will throw away whatever I give you, but your sweetheart will definitely not be willing to throw it away.]

Jiang Sulan was stunned.

But she had to admit that Jiang Zhiyu was right. If she couldn't hear her inner voice, she really wouldn't accept anything from her.

But why did it come to this? They are sisters, why did she hate Jiang Zhiyu so much?

Jiang Sulan pondered.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Jiang Zhiyu ignored her and focused his attention in the middle.

The prey was piled in the middle, rabbits, deer, tigers, bears, etc. were all piled together. The princes and young masters were all in high spirits, waiting for the emperor's praise.

Jiang Zhiyu had no interest in other people, but his eyes fell on a person sitting in a wheelchair.

He was wearing a green dress, with his eyebrows drooping, his lips slightly raised, as if smiling, and every move was like a painting.

It perfectly interpreted the feeling of Jiang Zhiyu's heart that a gentleman is like jade.

But it was not only his appearance that made Jiang Zhiyu stunned, but mainly because this man looked exactly like the Zombie King she had seen before!

If there was any blood on his face, or he stood up and walked a few steps...

Jiang Zhiyu shuddered.

She had been looking for too long, and Jiang Sulan followed her line of sight and said with regret: "That is He Yanting, the legitimate son of the general's mansion. He fought on the battlefield in his early years and made great military achievements. The noble ladies admired him very much, but later, some accidents happened..."

Jiang Sulan sighed, "Don't look at him, he already has an engagement." As

soon as she finished speaking, a coquettish female voice rang out: "Father, I want to cancel the engagement." The

fifth princess Xiao Qingwu knelt on the ground, raising her head stubbornly.

The noisy crowd suddenly quieted down, and the emperor held the wine glass with a calm face.

"Father! I am the first. Didn't you promise that you would agree to a request from the first place?"

Xiao Qingwu knelt and moved forward a few steps. With a "pop", a wine cup broke beside her legs, which frightened Xiao Qingwu so much that she shuddered all over.

"Are you threatening me?"

The emperor was angry, and no one dared to stand. They all knelt down at once, shouting at the emperor to calm down.

Jiang Zhiyu squatted down.

[Anyway, it was far away, and the emperor couldn't see it.]

Frightened by her rebellious heartbeat, Jiang Sulan didn't dare to touch her, for fear of being discovered by others.

Everyone seemed to be bound by an invisible rope and dared not make a sound.

After a long silence, Jiang Zhiyu heard the rolling of the wheelchair and the man's gentle voice.

"Your Majesty, since the Fifth Princess is unwilling, let's call off this marriage."

Jiang Zhiyu looked up and saw He Yanting bowing slightly. She couldn't see He Yanting's expression from her angle, but she could imagine it.

[This is so cool! The Zombie King bowed his head and surrendered, and he was very generous! ]

Both parties agreed, and the emperor had nothing to say, just waved his hand lightly: "Approved."

Xiao Qingwu smiled immediately.

She stood up: "I don't dislike you, but..."

Before she finished speaking, He Yanting interrupted directly: "Princess, there is no need to explain, He understands it all."

Hearing this, Xiao Qingwu stopped explaining and jumped away.

The crowd immediately resumed laughter. Jiang Zhiyu's legs were numb from squatting, and he grabbed Jiang Sulan's sleeve to stand up.

Just as she stood up, before she raised her head, she saw the wheelchair stopped in front of her - it didn't move.

"Mr. He." Jiang Sulan saluted and moved sideways to block her stunned sister.

Although she didn't know what the Zombie King her sister was talking about was, seeing that she was so afraid of this person, as a sister, she naturally had to protect her sister.

Jiang Zhiyu was not afraid, but her mind had not yet escaped from that world. When she saw this face at first glance - [I really want to punch him! ]

Jiang Sulan:!

He Yanting's eyes wavered, and he nodded in response, his eyes passed over her and fell on Jiang Zhiyu: "This must be the third lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Since she was mentioned, Jiang Zhiyu could only come out from behind Jiang Sulan and saluted like Jiang Sulan, very perfunctorily.

Jiang Sulan held her forehead and turned her head away, unable to bear to look.

He Yanting smiled even more: "The third young lady has a good temper. I heard that she committed suicide before, but now it seems that it is just a rumor."