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 worthless 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 glanced at the corpse hesitantly.
"This is resolved. There will definitely not be another one tonight. If you want people to discover your whereabouts, then stay here."
After Jiang Zhiyu finished speaking, she no longer looked at him, turned around and walked towards the mansion. After hearing what she said, Wujing didn't dare to stay any longer and ran away.
Jiang Zhiyu walked towards his yard and glanced at the bamboo forest with a hidden look in his eyes.
I just released Wu Jing when the assassin showed up. This spy is really fast at passing on information. If only I could use him to my advantage...
…
In the elegant courtyard, Jiang Kangan was reading documents at his desk. Hearing the noise, he asked, "Are you back?"
Ah Fu nodded.
Jiang Kang'an pulled out two letters from the desk and said, "Tomorrow, send this one back to my hometown and have them search carefully. If there are any suspicious people, bring them directly to the capital. Send this one to the Xu family. Remember, you must hand it to the Grand Tutor personally."
Ah Fu took it, his voice hoarse.
"When you went to Zuiyuelong, the Prime Minister and the Second Young Master had a big argument. The Prime Minister intended to let the Second Young Master give up his position as General."
Ah Fu didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Jiang Kang'an understood what he meant.
Jiang Kang'an tightened his grip on the clerk and sneered, "He actually understands the principle of selecting the right people for the right positions better than the emperor."
Ah Fu remained silent, and Jiang Kangan had no intention of continuing the topic.
There was no way he would ever touch his brother's things again.
…
The next day, Jiang Zhiyu was still asleep when Xu Youran woke him up again and again.
She covered her head with the quilt in pain and sobbed 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 he will survive.
Who invented "good morning"? Who is actually saying good morning?
[No, I have to tell the emperor today that getting me up early in the winter is impossible!]
Xu Youran: “…”
Jiang Zhiyu got up angrily and got into the carriage.
Looking at the carriage slowly moving away, Xu Youran's heart was gripped with grief.
If this negotiation fails, won't Zhiyu kill the king?
Yi Qiao put a cloak on her, and seeing her worried expression, she comforted her: "Madam, the young lady is now deeply favored by the emperor. This honor and favor cannot be found in the entire Tianqi. What are you worried about?"
Xu Youran looked at her and sighed softly.
What are you worried about? With the sword of confiscation hanging over your head, who wouldn't be worried?
She couldn't say anything, so she gathered her cloak around her and walked into the mansion, her head full of confusion.
When Jiang Zhiyu stepped into the imperial study, he saw a familiar figure kneeling in the middle.
The corners of her mouth curled up.
[Hey, isn't this the Sixth Prince? I haven't seen him for a few days. Why is he so tired?]
emperor:"……"
"I heard that you saw someone who looked exactly like Yan Li in Zuiyue Cage?"
Xiao Yanli's heart skipped a beat as Jiang Zhiyu walked past him, grinding ink for the emperor. "It's different. That person doesn't have a mole."
Xiao Yanli opened his palms slightly.
[Wow, I actually got myself a mole.]
The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, looked carefully, and actually found a mole on the tip of his nose.
Is it waterproof? It would be so embarrassing if it fell off due to sweat or someone rubbing against it.
She complained in her heart that the more the emperor looked at Xiao Yanli, the colder his eyes became.
"Now that you're awake, you should move back to your prince's residence as soon as possible. As a prince, how can you not even know how to read? And by the way, go to the Imperial College and sit in on the lectures."
Xiao Yanli nodded in agreement.
He looked obedient on the surface, but he was actually wondering in his heart, why did the emperor treat him worse than when he was stupid even though he felt sober now?
Is it because of the Zuiyuelong incident that he is on guard against me?
But he doesn't look like it.
He was wondering, the emperor had a smile on his face as he listened to Jiang Zhiyu's complaints:
[Just watch him pretend. He knows more words than you have eaten salt.]
[I've completely figured out the trick of playing the pig and eating the tiger. No, I have to tell my little brother, don't let it get to me.]
Younger brother? The third son of the Jiang family?
The emperor thought for a while before he found this person from his memory.
Although he is not as talented as his elder and second brothers, he is still considered a talent.
He collected his thoughts and reviewed the memorials.
[Alas, the emperor wakes up earlier than the chickens and sleeps later than the dogs every day. Does he still have time to visit the harem?]
[No wonder there's been no news of any concubines getting pregnant lately. Even Concubine Yu's belly hasn't moved.]
[Is the emperor dying? ]
emperor:"……"
Eat the melon and it will affect your own head!
What's wrong with him? He's very brave, but he just doesn't know which concubines and ministers are having affairs, and he doesn't bother to touch them!
A trace of shame and anger flashed in his eyes, and he coughed lightly.
[Oh, you're coughing. You're really not feeling well. I'm kind enough to give you acupuncture and moxibustion later. I'll also mention taking a break.]
If he doesn't agree, I'll block it for him, and then help him untie it after he agrees.
emperor:"!!!"
Traffic jam?!
The image of Lu Daizong in the hall suddenly flashed through his mind, and his heart suddenly tightened.
It’s just a rest, we can talk it out nicely. If nothing else, he’s a considerate person!
The emperor looked away and was stunned to see Xiao Yanli standing in the center. "Why haven't you left yet?"
Xiao Yanli: "..."
Disgust flashed across his eyes, and he said in a clear voice, "Father, how dare I get up without your permission?"
There was no trace of resentment in his voice, which made the emperor feel inexplicably relieved.
The emperor rubbed his brows and said, "Prince Bol has just arrived. I'm thinking of someone to accompany him around. Do you have any recommendations?"
He asked casually, but Xiao Yanli's heart was suddenly shocked.
Generally speaking, this kind of thing would 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 is disgusted with the empress and the prince?
He was a little unsure and didn't dare to speak rashly.
Jiang Zhiyu also remained silent.
[It doesn't matter who it is, as long as it's not me.]
【I was born with talents that will be useful, and I will not use them if I can.】
emperor:"……"
For some reason, the more she said this, the more he wanted to use her.
Just as he was about to speak, he looked at Jiang Zhiyu and recalled the word "block" she had said, and he shuddered.
Forget it. I've been feeling unwell these past few days and really need her to give me acupuncture.
If you employ someone, you naturally have to give her some benefits in order to keep her employed for a long time.
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