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Now, Manager Yuan has taken over the job smoothly, but he is much busier now.
Seeing Wu Weian suddenly appear, Manager Yuan closed the Ji family's account book with a snap, without letting Wu Weian see it at all.
Wu Wei'an raised his eyebrows, looking a little skeptical: "Whose servant are you?"
Steward Yuan put away the account book Ji Yunxi had given him, stood up, and bowed respectfully to Wu Weian outside the window: "This old servant owes Baofu that girl a lot of favors, please forgive me, Master."
Wu Wei'an was puzzled: "What favor can you owe her?"
Manager Yuan remained calm and said, "It's just a small matter. What do you want from me, sir?"
Wu Wei'an looked at him meaningfully, and without asking any further questions, he said, "Send the 'Young Master' to Liangzhou immediately, the sooner the better."
Steward Yuan said respectfully, "Yes, sir."
He looked at the young master who was leaving, then looked at the elder of the house who was snoring in the bed next to him, and thought.
In this world, everyone has their own destiny.
He was destined to worry all his life, all his life! Why couldn't he just let it go like the elder did?
When Wu Wei'an returned to the room and saw Ji Yunxi leaning leisurely on the beauty couch, his first words were: "Let's talk again in a few days."
Ji Yunxi flipped through a page of a book and shrugged nonchalantly, "Will the results be different if we discuss it again in a few days?"
Wu Wei'an said with a firm expression, "Of course, just wait and see."
Ji Yunxi looked at him and closed the book: "Okay."
*
Five days later, Ji Yunxi and his party went to the outskirts of Liangzhou City to see off the prince.
In addition to the prince, those who went to the capital this time included Ji Mingshuang, Ji Minghao and fifty elite soldiers.
The group disguised themselves as a caravan, and the prince and Ji Minghao both wore human skin masks.
The Crown Prince did it to protect himself, while Ji Minghao's status did not allow him to do so. As a general of the Ji Family Army, he was not allowed to return to the capital without the emperor's order.
On the loess road outside the city, Ji Mingyan held Ji Mingshuang's hand, his big eyes gleaming with light. "Mingshuang, this journey is full of dangers, and you don't have a mask, so you must be careful."
The corners of Ji Mingshuang's lips twitched, and he tried his best to pull his hand back, but obviously, he failed. Ji Mingyan held it tightly: "Mingshuang, why don't you stay here? It won't be too late for you to return to Shangjing City after the storm has passed."
Ji Mingshuang: "No, I want to go back."
Liangzhou has Ji San, Ji Mingyan, Ji Mingyuan, and Wu Weian, so there is no big problem.
But only the eldest and second brothers can go to the capital.
Ji Mingshuang will not appear in the caravan on this trip, but will accompany them all the way.
In his early years, he traveled around Dayu and had good skills in light martial arts. After the incident in Qinghe County, he even had some breakthroughs.
Ji Minghao stood aside. He had tolerated his sixth brother for a long time.
He responded coldly: "Are you done?"
Ji Mingyan then reluctantly let go of his seventh brother's hand: "Okay, then you must be careful. Remember to carry the medicine powder I gave you yesterday with you."
"Ji Mingyan." Ji Minghao's hand had already grasped the hilt of the sword.
Ji Mingyan immediately jumped a few steps away and hid behind Ji Yunxi.
Ji Yunxi glanced at Sixth Brother and then said, "Second Brother, Seventh Brother, be careful on your journey."
Facing his sister, Ji Minghao's expression was gentle: "Don't worry, Third Sister, this trip won't be a big problem. It's getting late, let's set off."
After saying this, Ji Minghao didn't say anything more and jumped onto the horse nimbly.
The convoy moved towards the loess road ahead and disappeared from sight in a moment.
In a carriage, the prince lifted the curtain and looked back.
He looked at the Liangzhou City that was getting farther and farther away, and the truck of urns behind it, and sighed deeply.
*
In the evening, Ji Yunxi washed up and returned to her bedroom.
Wu Weian stood in front of the window with his back to the door, waving a paper fan in his hand intermittently.
Ji Yunxi frowned and looked at him a few more times.
I always feel that there is something a little abnormal about this person.
But Ji Yunxi ignored him and walked away.
But who would have thought that person turned around and said in a very magnetic yet unfamiliar voice: "I heard that the third daughter of the Ji family is a beauty, and after seeing her today, I can see that her reputation is well-deserved."
Ji Yunxi paused, looked up, and was suddenly stunned.
The man's back figure was exactly the same as Wu Weian's, but his face was completely different.
Her eyes are charming, her lips are thin and sexy, and every stroke seems to be carved by God.
If Wu Weian's appearance was as plain as water, then this face was as rich as peach blossom wine, very alluring.
Ji Yunxi took a closer look, then lowered her gaze and slowly swept over his hand.
Then, she raised her eyes and was speechless for a moment: "Are you wearing a mask?"
The evil man walked forward step by step, folded his fan, and gently lifted Ji Yunxi's delicate chin with the tip of the fan.
He lowered his head, his breath sweet as orchid, his eyes seductive: "Miss Ji, why do you say that? Did we know each other before?"
Ji Yunxi snatched his fan and said coldly: "Speak properly."
Wu Wei'an touched his face and said seriously, "I look like this all the time. I was only wearing a mask before."
Ji Yunxi: “???”
For a moment, Ji Yunxi couldn't tell whether his words were true or false.
She looked at him intently: "Which one is your real face?"
Wu Wei'an took back his fan and fanned it intermittently: "Madam, whichever one you like is the one."
Ji Yunxi: “…”
Ji Yunxi closed her eyes, thought for a moment, and said to him, "Take off the mask."
With a swish, Wu Wei'an opened the fan painted with mountains, rivers, and bamboo forests. His lips curled up slightly, and his eyes were seductive. "Madam, I just said that this is my natural appearance. How can I remove it?"
Ji Yunxi looked at him quietly: "I don't like it."
Wu Weian raised his eyebrows slightly, turned around and looked carefully in front of her dressing mirror, his bony fingers gently stroking his facial features, tenderly and ambiguously: "Why? I like it very much myself."
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