Seeing him calm down and sit next to her obediently, Jiang Ling couldn't help but smile.
She couldn't help but reached out and touched his head, praising him: "Good husband."
The blush on Zhou Jing'an's cheeks deepened. "Ling'er, what do you want to ask? Are you interested in this Xiyuan Yaji?"
Jiang Ling nodded, "I guess so."
She suddenly looked at Zhou Jing'an and said very seriously, "Husband, I have a premonition that something unexpected will happen on the day of the poetry gathering."
Jiang Ling felt that it was too weak for her to handle this matter alone. She didn't know much about the situation, people and teams in the court.
Zhou Jing'an is very knowledgeable about this aspect, which will definitely help solve the case.
Solve the case...
Jiang Ling couldn't help but want to laugh and cry.
Did she travel through the book to be a detective?
All day long he was calculating this and that, speculating about her and guessing about him, and his brain was exhausted.
Zhou Jing'an was startled when he heard this, and couldn't help but become serious, "Did Ling'er know something? Or did it tell you?"
The "it" he was referring to was Fox.
Ever since Jiang Ling told him the truth, Zhou Jing'an has gradually accepted this weird and strange fact.
Even Jiang Ling admired Zhou Jing'an's ability to accept things. If it were someone else, who knows if they would catch her and burn her to death in public.
Jiang Ling pursed her lips, her expression froze, and nodded slightly.
She asked Fox in her heart, "Is this considered a foul?"
If she breaks the rules because of this, she will lose more than she gains.
Hu Hu jumped out, crossed his arms and shook his head, "Not really, but we can't let Zhou Jing'an get too involved. After all, he's just a person from this world, and he's the target of the mission."
Jiang Ling nodded, indicating that she understood and would definitely pay attention to it.
Zhou Jing'an frowned and asked, "Did an assassin appear at the poetry gathering? Or was there some other unexpected incident?"
He couldn't help but clench his fists slightly, showing a hint of resentment.
On the day Jiang Ling was kidnapped, he was on his way back to Beijing. He had just arrived at a county near the capital and was about to feed grass and water the horses when he saw the fireworks signal sent by Ye Song.
This kind of fireworks was specially made by the imperial court. It has bright colors and bright flames, and can be seen within a hundred miles.
The moment he saw the fireworks signal, his heart ached, and he knew that something must have happened to Jiang Ling.
Zhou Jing'an ignored everything else, jumped on his horse and rushed towards the fireworks.
When he arrived, the scene was already in a mess.
Most of the Chang family's farm was burned down. The flowers and plants were accidentally trampled by people and had long lost their original bright and beautiful appearance. The fire was so big that even half of the small hall and kitchen were burned.
However, Zhou Jing'an didn't care about these things. When he saw Ye Song and Ye Bai covered in blood, the first thing he asked was Jiang Ling.
When he heard them say that Jiang Ling was kidnapped, he felt dizzy and his whole body felt weak for a moment, as if he was in the clouds and in danger of falling at any time.
The ground was in a mess and blood was flowing like a river.
But she was the only one missing.
He was angry, guilty, panicked, and confused, but also extremely clear-headed. When he led his men to break through several layers of traps and rushed up Qingchun Mountain, he had only one thought in his mind - to kill them all.
Only in this way can Jiang Ling and his family be protected to the greatest extent.
Han Jin failed to escape and was arrested and taken to the Ministry of Justice for interrogation. Some of his trusted subordinates died, some were injured, and few of the others were left alive.
He almost led his men to wipe out all the enemies in Qingchun Mountain.
Zhou Jing'an frowned, his face tense, and there seemed to be a hurricane hidden in his eyes.
How could anyone among them come out and cause trouble?
Zhou Jing'an lowered his eyes, his mind racing.
Jiang Ling was just trying to decide how to express herself tactfully and carefully when she saw him lowering his eyes as if lost in thought, so she made no move to interrupt him.
Zhou Jing'an was silent for a long time before coming back to his senses, but his expression was even uglier than before.
The only person he could think of was Pei Yu.
They didn't catch him in Suzhou. When they arrived, all that was left was the empty house and Fang Juexia, nothing else.
To be able to escape so cleanly and easily, he must have an insider in the capital.
Zhou Jing'an clenched his fists, and the hostility around him became heavier.
Seeing him like this, Jiang Ling quickly touched his hand and said in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, there's still half a month left."
She poked his cheek, pouted, her face tense and her flesh stiff.
"I only know that an accident will happen that day, targeting the emperor and you. I don't know anything else."
Jiang Ling pursed her lips and thought, it should be okay to say that.
She couldn't just tell him directly that the emperor would be injured, and probably seriously injured.
Predicting the future? This is too weird.
Zhou Jing'an took her hand and squeezed it gently. He relaxed a little and turned to ask, "Ling'er has been asking about Xiyuan. Are you suspicious of Duke An and Duke Qi?"
Jiang Ling secretly clicked her tongue, thinking that he was really smart. He guessed it without her asking a few questions.
She nodded and said, "Exactly. Hiding an assassin requires careful planning and deployment, and a sufficiently secure location. The Duke of Qi is the most likely suspect."
"But this poetry gathering was hosted by Princess Anguo, so he is also a suspect."
Zhou Jing'an nodded and asked, "Does Ling'er know any other details?"
Jiang Ling pursed her lips and carefully recalled the description in the book.
Then he said, "This poetry gathering will be very grand. Many nobles will be there, almost all the important figures in the capital will be there."
After saying that, I felt like I was talking nonsense.
Doesn’t this just increase the number of suspects?
There are many people who can meet the conditions mentioned earlier to participate in the poetry meeting and appear in front of the emperor.
Zhou Jing'an was silent, then stood up and said, "I need to go to the palace and report this matter to the emperor."
Jiang Ling quickly grabbed him and said, "Then don't say it was me who said it."
This is too sensitive.
She had almost no concrete evidence for any of her news. Wouldn't it be nonsense for her to say such things in front of the emperor?
Only Zhou Jing'an could believe her after hearing just these two irrelevant words.
Zhou Jing'an patted her hand and said soothingly, "I know. I have my own explanation. Don't worry, Ling'er."
Jiang Ling then nodded and let him go.
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Zhou Jing'an walked on the straight and wide official road with a calm and composed look, still as cold and silent as usual, but his heart was not at peace.
The weather is bad today. The sky is covered with dark clouds and it seems like a rain may come suddenly at any time.
Zhou Jing'an raised his eyes to glance at the gloomy sky, slowly clenched his hands hidden under the sleeves of his official uniform, and after getting the emperor's permission, he walked up the official stairs and headed towards the magnificent Zichen Hall.
The storm is coming.
But no matter whether it is wind or rain, demons or monsters, since they dare to come, they will never come back.
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