Lan Yan was already on guard against sneak attacks, so she kept her entire body close to Lu Daizong. If the arrow deviated even a little, it would hurt Lu Daizong.
That's why no one dared to shoot arrows.
But Jiang Zhiyu's arrow not only perfectly avoided Lu Daizong, but also ensured that Lan Yan would not die. This archery skill is so good that even the "shooting an arrow through a willow tree from a hundred paces away" cannot be described as enough.
Everyone felt a little strange when they recalled that she had just argued that she was just a weak woman.
To be honest, they also want to be this weak!
Marquis Anle immediately walked to his son's side to observe his injuries. None of his injuries were fatal. What Marquis Anle feared most was that the blue smoke would poison the dagger. When he checked his injuries, his heart was in his throat.
Fortunately, no one discovered it. Marquis Anle breathed a sigh of relief and slapped Lu Daizong hard several times.
"You little brat, it's good that you're okay, it's good that you're okay. Go home tonight and ask your mother to cook for you and get rid of this bad luck!"
Lu Daizong nodded silently and looked at Jiang Zhiyu with a complicated expression.
Did she cut off his finger? If so, she had just saved his life. If he hurt her, would that be revenge or ingratitude?
If it really wasn't her who cut off my finger, then I'd wronged her, and she even saved me...
Lu Daizong's mind was almost turned into a mess.
He was lost in thought and Marquis Anle called him several times but failed to bring him back to his senses. Puzzled, he followed his son's gaze and immediately understood.
"The young lady from the Jiang family saved you. You should thank her for that."
Lu Daizong nodded gloomily.
Jiang Zhiyu was surrounded by Jiang Sulan and Jiang Rongzhao. Jiang Zhaorong was walking around her, examining her carefully, his face anxious. "Are you okay? Does anything hurt?"
Jiang Zhiyu hadn't received such straightforward care for a long time, and was a little overwhelmed.
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt anywhere, I'm fine."
Song Shiwei was nearly vomiting blood, but he still had to force a smile. He held Jiang Zhiyu's arm and said, "Luckily, my sister is fine. This situation is really scary. I don't know what's wrong with this assassin. He targeted the innocent girl in our mansion."
Her words seemed to be comforting, but upon closer inspection, that wasn't the case. If Jiang Zhiyu was really innocent, then among so many dukes and noble ladies, why did the assassin target her?
Those who could fight in the officialdom were all shrewd people, so they naturally understood her hidden meaning. Jiang Zhaorong curled his lips and said, "It was because he saw that Lu Er and our Zhiyu had a dispute that he had such evil intentions. Never mind, it's all some bad things, so let's not talk about it."
Song Shiwei wanted to say something, but was choked back by Jiang Zhaorong's look.
She kept smiling, her head lowered obediently, and her fingernails had dug into her flesh under her sleeves.
The heartwarming scene between father and daughter made her eyes red.
Why should they be reunited as a family? His father was killed by him, and he had endured humiliation and accepted the thief as his father for so many years, and he still had to act according to his mood!
Just as he was thinking about it, Marquis Anle came forward with his two sons. Both of them had slightly red cheeks and looked very ashamed.
Jiang Zhaorong knew what they were here for by looking at their posture. Although he was unhappy, he still put on a smile.
Lu Daizong and Lu Yaozu hung their heads, speaking in a gloomy tone: "I'm sorry, Miss Jiang, we offended you. Please forgive me, Miss Jiang."
These two people have always been arrogant and domineering. When they saw them lowering their heads, the young men and women all looked sideways and smiled secretly with their hands covering their lips.
Jiang Zhiyu didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.
His own daughter could show off her displeasure, but Jiang Zhaorong couldn't. He laughed and said, "My little girl is young, and she was frightened. Please don't be offended, Lord Marquis."
Marquis Anle waved his hand and said, "It's all the assassin's fault. Prime Minister Jiang, please move aside. I have something to say to you."
After they left, the shame on Lu Daizong and Lu Yaozu's faces disappeared instantly, and the two brothers turned around and left.
[Wow, masters of face-changing! Even chameleons can't change faster than them.]
Jiang Sulan's lips curled up unconsciously.
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With the afterglow of the setting sun, the ministers finally got on the carriage back to the palace. Just like when they left, Jiang Zhaorong was with Song Shiwei, and she was with Jiang Sulan.
As the night spread into the city, every household lit up their lights, making the city appear brightly lit.
The wide bluestone streets are lined with shops and vendors on both sides. The streets in the city are crisscrossed and bustling with people. After walking down a street, there is a waterside restaurant facing a long river.
On the shore, there were many lights, music and dancing, and the voices of women and men laughing and the sounds of stringed instruments and harp were randomly intertwined, which was particularly moving to listen to.
Jiang Zhiyu lifted the car curtain and lay on it, her deer-like eyes full of excitement.
Is this ancient times? Even though there are no cell phones or wifi, it looks like a lot of fun. Is that the legendary brothel over there? Are there any courtesans there? Can I go see the beautiful ladies?! ! !
Jiang Sulan's ears hurt from her excited voice, and she moved to the side inconspicuously.
Jiang Zhiyu didn't pay any attention to her, his mind was all on the brothel in the distance.
The prime minister's residence was located on the most prosperous street in the city. The carriage took half a cup of tea to slowly stop. Jiang Zhiyu got off the carriage after Jiang Sulan. Two beautiful women were standing one in front and one behind the door of the prime minister's residence.
The person in front is the original owner and Jiang Sulan’s biological mother: Xu Youran, the legitimate daughter of the Grand Tutor.
She was dressed in purple silk, looking noble and elegant. Her long hair like a waterfall was tied into a simple bun, and a tassel hairpin with a purple gemstone hung on her head. She looked dignified and generous.
There was a hint of coldness between his brows. When he saw Jiang Zhaorong, he just nodded and was about to turn around.
[This won't do! If I go back now, won't that vixen have a chance?!]
Jiang Zhiyu roared inwardly and hugged Xu Youran around the waist: "Mom, I miss you so much!"
Jiang Sulan: "..." If she couldn't hear it, she would almost believe it.
The same goes for Jiang Zhaorong.
Xu Youran looked at her daughter blankly. What did that sentence just say?
Is she hallucinating?
She and Jiang Zhaorong fell in love at first sight in the hunting ground. At that time, Jiang Zhaorong was not the prime minister, but just a minister. Later, Xu Youran insisted and the Xu family helped Jiang Zhaorong to the position of prime minister.
The red fox promised love, and with phoenix coronet and red bridal gown, how many noble ladies envied him? After the wedding, the couple also treated each other as equals, and the husband had not taken a concubine for more than ten years.
What a perfect ending! Xu Youran once thought that she would live happily forever. But all this went downhill rapidly after Jiang Zhiyu was born.
Xu Youran still remembers that just after she gave birth, a woman appeared outside the mansion, claiming to be her husband's first wife. She brought a girl who was older than her, Su Lan, and walked into the prime minister's mansion in a dignified manner.
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