Chapter 133 The Conspiracy Fifteen Years Ago

Jiang Jiu felt a little numb.

"They approached my mother, could it be that the news of these things made by my grandmother leaked out? If the news leaked out, why weren't the three cannons stolen?"

Xiao Yimo gave a reasonable explanation.

"Back then, your grandmother was looking for the craftsman who made the cannon. He lived deep in the mountains and was a disciple of the Mohist school. He was very strict and no one could take away the things he made except for himself."

The Mohist disciples knew the rules and regulations, and they tried their best to meet all the strange requests made by the guests, even though some of the guests' requests were secretive.

Therefore, the rule they passed down was to keep guests' secrets.

"But the craftsman who made the bullets for your grandmother lived in a busy city. He was a blacksmith and had a loose mouth. So, your grandmother asked him to install a safe just in case."

This time, Xiao Yimo went to find the old craftsman because he had Jiang Yao's manuscript. The old craftsman recognized the handwriting and drawings, and after repeatedly asking Xiao Yimo's master, who was also surnamed Jiang, the old craftsman was willing to tell him the whole story.

Xiao Yimo added: "I paid the deposit and asked the old craftsman to make three more cannons. The original three have been taken home. You can see them when you go back, but there are no shells. However, I have found someone else to make shells."

Jiang Jiu was naturally relieved when he saw Xiao Yimo doing things.

"Okay, then send someone you trust to oversee this matter. When I return, I will go to the palace and find out the whereabouts of the safe."

Since Jiang Yao has already started doing it, Jiang Jiu is thinking in his heart that the Chang family, the Zhou family, and even the Sixth Prince are getting close to Jiang Qiuyue because of Jiang Yao's shocking artillery.

As they were talking, Chuyu and Nishang came back.

As expected, Nichang’s actions achieved twice the result with half the effort.

"We've taken the poison and the antidote, and we've made fake ones and put them back. We've made sure they don't notice anything."

Chu Yu said: "This poison was indeed developed by the poisonous insects in Miaojiang. Its nemesis is the resurrection grass, which is also in Miaojiang. There is an antidote three steps away. The resurrection grass is next to the poisonous insect's nest. If you find this grass early, you can find this poisonous insect."

"We can do it, but we don't do things like drugs if we can avoid it."

Chu Yu is a doctor. Doctors cure diseases and save lives, so they don’t often touch poison.

After getting the poison, Chu Yu and Xiao Yimo went down the mountain.

Not long after, Zhao Zhuoxi also came in from outside with an unhappy look on his face. Nishang and Nanny Qian both came out of the house, leaving Jiang Jiu alone in the room.

"What's wrong with you? What happened?"

Zhao Zhuoxi didn't say anything, but rubbed his face irritably. At this time, everyone in the room, except Jiang Jiu, went out tactfully.

Zhao Zhuoxi pulled Jiang Jiu's arm and pulled him into his arms, hugging him.

She buried her head and face in Jiang Jiu's arms and took a deep breath.

"You smell good."

Jiang Jiu frowned, and suddenly understood something, and burst out laughing.

"Who threw herself at you? Let me guess? Chang Pingping?"

Zhao Zhuoxi was speechless. He held Jiang Jiu's waist and squeezed him hard, almost suffocating him.

"Have you already discovered that she has evil intentions towards me..."

"It hurts." Jiang Jiu pushed him hard. "Don't be so rude. A gentleman loves a beautiful lady. The same is true in reverse. You are a grown man. You are good-looking. It is not uncommon for women to like you..."

As he spoke, Jiang Jiu touched Zhao Zhuoxi's face, pinched his chin playfully, pouted his lips, and kissed him from a distance.

Zhao Zhuoxi's mood instantly improved. He grabbed Jiang Jiu's neck, pulled her down, and gave her a solid kiss before he was done.

"She deserves it..."

Jiang Jiu teased, "She is the daughter of the Left Prime Minister, the woman that many men in the capital dream of..."

Zhao Zhuoxi chuckled disdainfully: "Power or something, do you think I care about it?"

Indeed, in terms of power, no one can compare to him.

Prince Longsun.

Jiang Jiu found another excuse: "She is not bad looking, well-educated, gentle and virtuous. Don't you men like such women?"

Zhao Zhuoxi was so angry that he pinched Jiang Jiu's waist: "They are men, not including me. I only have you by my side, that's enough. You make me angry all day long. If there is one more, it will cost me my life..."

Jiang Jiu is different from other women of this era. Not only is she independent, but she is also very smart and has her own ideas. Zhao Zhuoxi is always worried that Jiang Jiu will run away.

However, unlike other women of this era, Zhao Zhuoxi did not have this worry at all.

Even if he was not favored, he was still the ninth prince, extremely noble.

Except for Jiang Jiu, a woman who never cared about his noble bloodline, all other women would bow down and kneel when they saw him.

Except Jiang Jiu.

In front of outsiders, Jiang Jiu might still pretend.

Once there were only two of them, Jiang Jiu wanted to guess on his head.

There is always a catch. Why does Zhao Zhuoxi like this woman who is always on his mind?

The more he looked at him, the more he liked him. Zhao Zhuoxi couldn't help but pick Jiang Jiu up, picked him up, and threw him directly onto the couch.

He approached and started to attack.

Zhao Zhuoxi likes to rub Jiang Jiu's slender waist. Jiang Jiu is not to be outdone. He likes Zhao Zhuoxi's abdominal muscles and his raised buttocks, which are firm and elastic and feel so good.

"Xiaojiu, are you asleep? Sister-in-law made a midnight snack, I brought it to you."

Nanny Qian was standing at the door. When she saw someone coming, she hurried over to greet them.

"It's the second young lady. That's great. Our young lady was complaining about being hungry and was planning to ask someone to make something to eat. You came just in time. Thank you, second young lady."

Zhao Zhuoxi was in Jiang Jiu's room, so Nanny Qian didn't let anyone in.

Chang Tingting was a little unwilling, so she called out at the door again: "Xiao Jiu, are you there?"

Jiang Jiu was about to speak when Zhao Zhuoxi suddenly blocked his mouth.

"Ignore her, look at me..."

Jiang Jiu's body stiffened, and his tongue had already penetrated flexibly.

"Woo..." Jiang Jiu was really afraid that someone would suddenly come in and it would be inconvenient for her.

Jiang Jiu was really too worried. Even if Nanny Qian didn't stop, Lu Ming would still stop. Otherwise, he would be punished.

Who would have known that Zhao Zhuoxi's heart would burn even more as he looked at her, with the mist rippling in front of him, her cheeks flushed, her red lips slightly parted and her breathing lightly.

Meeting his fiery gaze, she pursed her lips, smiled softly, and closed her eyes.

Zhao Zhuoxi became bolder and kissed Jiang Jiu behind his ear. Suddenly, Jiang Jiu felt a chill on his wrist.

When she looked up, she saw that Zhao Zhuoxi had actually put a crystal green jade bracelet on her wrist.

"Just now, the Third Princess called me over and gave me this thing, saying it was for my future wife."

Jiang Jiu smiled and Zhao Zhuoxi put it on her.

On second thought, the Third Prince's wife had a grudge against her and might be the real culprit behind the murder of her grandmother.

Wait until she tells this guess to Zhao Zhuoxi.

Who would have thought that Zhao Zhuoxi thought quietly for a moment and actually agreed.

"I know that Third Brother would never kill the woman he loves. Women don't understand men. I am a man, and I understand my Third Brother."

"If Third Brother knew it was poisonous, he would rather drink it himself than give it to your grandmother."