Chapter 215 Uninvited Guests

Hearing this, Di Jiang slowed down his pace a little. He didn't know what he was thinking about, and his face looked a little gloomy.

"Brother Dijiang, why don't you speak?" Jiujiu asked while eating plums. She was not aware of Dijiang's emotions at all.

"well……"

Dijiang sighed.

He is now in a foreign country, and although his life is not bad, with food, drink, and books to read, he is a hostage after all, with a special status, no freedom, no power, nothing, how can he marry and have children? How can he keep the person he wants to keep the most?

Is he worthy of thinking about those things?

He doesn't deserve it!

Dijiang's eyes dimmed: "Jiujiu, no matter what, Brother Dijiang will treat you well for the rest of your life."

Dijiang said, turning back to look at Jiujiu: "Because of you, I am different from others!"

The love that has accumulated over the years and the support you have given us is incomparable to what others can offer.

"Jiujiu treats brother Dijiang differently too." Jiujiu said, passing the plum in her hand to Dijiang's mouth, motioning Dijiang to taste one, "Jiujiu treats brother Dijiang as her own brother."

“…”

Real brother?

Ahem, Dijiang didn’t really like Jiujiu saying that she treated him as her real brother.

Last time, Jiujiu said that when he was his biological brother, he felt inexplicably irritated.

Dijiang let out a breath, then ate the plum as Jiujiu's chubby little hand stretched to his mouth.

The plums are sour and sweet and very delicious.

"Princess, do you feel hot lying on Proton's back?" Jin Kui asked beside him.

Jiujiu waved her hands and said, "It's not hot when someone carries you on their back, it's hot when you walk by yourself!"

When these words were spoken, everyone laughed.

If the little princess doesn’t want to walk by herself, just say so!

There are so many fallacies!

Jin Kui was fanning the two of them while smiling.

After Dijiang sent Jiujiu to Qiushuiju, Concubine Jia knew that Dijiang was tired from carrying Jiujiu to and from school, so she specially made sour plum soup for Dijiang to cool him down.

After drinking, Dijiang returned to Zhiguan to study and practice martial arts.

But today, after he entered the museum, he felt something was wrong.

In the past, the Zhiguan was located in a remote place, and usually few palace servants came, so it was very quiet. Today, a palace maid came with soup, saying that she came to give him soup, and that it was a reward from the emperor, and everyone in the palace had it.

As the palace maid spoke, she entered the room, placed the soup on the table, and motioned for Dijiang to drink.

"Your Highness, the Emperor thought of you when he gave you the reward. The Emperor is so kind to you. You must not let him down."

"Would you like to drink this soup?"

"It's a cold soup, not hot. It's very refreshing and comfortable."

Generally speaking, when hearing about the emperor's reward, no one would say anything or doubt anything.

But Di Jiang's eyes turned cold, he kicked the door behind him, and then walked towards the palace maid dangerously step by step.

The maid felt a little bad, and she asked nervously: "Your Highness, what are you doing?"

Di Jiang sneered and stretched out his hand towards the palace maid's head. When he touched the hairpin on the palace maid's head, he stopped and rubbed it playfully, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

The palace maid and Dijiang were relatively close, and Dijiang's actions were somewhat ambiguous. She didn't know what Dijiang meant, and her face turned red instantly.

"Your Highness, your Highness, what are you doing..." What are you doing?

As soon as he finished speaking, Di Jiang pulled out the hairpin on the palace maid's head and stabbed it into the side of the palace maid's neck with quick, accurate and ruthless movements.

Most of the hairpin was stuck in the palace maid's neck.

The palace maid fell to the ground and died before she could figure out why.

Dijiang took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off his hands.

Chu Yang was puzzled: "Your Highness, what are you doing..."

"No maid in the palace wears a hairpin." Di Jiang said, "Emperor Zhaoning will not send soup to everyone in the palace."

"He's not that idle, nor that bored."

"This person is probably Di Chaoyang's man."

"Since Di Chaoyang saw that he had no chance to kill me, he wanted to frame Xi Chu, so he sent someone to kill him to achieve his goal."

"hehe."

As Di Jiang spoke, he threw away the blood-stained handkerchief in his hand, took out a packet of medicine powder from his sleeve, and sprinkled it on the body of the dead palace maid.

The entire palace maid, along with the handkerchief he had just thrown away, disappeared in an instant, leaving no trace, as if she had never existed.

Di Jiang continued as if nothing had happened: "If I'm not mistaken, that bowl of porridge is poisonous."

“Let me try!”

Chu Yang hurriedly found a silver needle and tried the porridge. The silver needle turned black and was indeed poisonous.

"Your Highness, Di Chaoyang is so sinister!"

"I thought he had been trying every possible way to see you these days, but gave up when he couldn't see you. I didn't expect he would have this trick."

Di Jiang's face was tense, and he exuded a cold aura. "Sooner or later, I will make him pay for his blood debt with blood."

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Qiu Shui lives inside.

Jiujiu was blindfolded and identifying the medicine in front of him by smell, with Qingzi watching beside him.

Qingzi let Jiujiu smell ten kinds of medicine in a row, and Jiujiu accurately said the name of the medicine.

When it came to the twelfth flavor, I couldn’t say a word more.

But that's good enough.

"Princess, when I was your age, I could only smell eight kinds of medicine, but you can actually smell twelve."

"You are a genius!"

"As long as you are willing to study medicine well, you will definitely make achievements in the medical field in the future."

"I will study hard."

Jiujiu said this, took off the blindfold and looked at Qingzi happily.

Concubine Jia, who was standing beside them, brought some food to the two of them, allowing them to eat a little and then continue studying.

Jiujiu saw some plums, so she took one and started eating. While eating, she asked, "Mom, you look pale, did something happen?"

"Ah..." Concubine Jia sighed, "Isn't Jiujiu's birthday party coming up soon? Mother has been helping Jiujiu prepare for the birthday party recently."

"Yes! We're almost there." Jiujiu nodded.

[Jiujiu is waiting to receive gifts! Hehehe. ]

【I will definitely receive a lot of gifts this year. 】

【Jiujiu is looking forward to it! 】

Jiujiu muttered to herself, her eyes bright and full of anticipation.

When Concubine Jia heard this, she was also happy, but she was still worried.

"But Jiujiu, an uninvited guest is coming soon." Concubine Jia said worriedly.

Jiujiu ate plums and asked, "Uninvited guest? Who is it?"

Concubine Jia: "Princess An Xin."

Jiujiu: "Princess Anxin?"

"Um."

"Who is that?"

[Jiujiu has never heard of this person.]

【have no idea.】

"The late emperor had three adopted daughters. Princess Wen and Princess Qing have already appeared before. Jiujiu knows them and has seen them. There is another one, Princess Anxin. Jiujiu has never seen her, so naturally she doesn't know her."

“I see!”

Jiujiu nodded, rubbed his head, with a complicated expression, as if he remembered something.

Doctor Qing asked, "May I ask, Your Majesty, what does Princess Anxin's arrival have to do with the little princess' birthday?"

"Why are you so worried?"

Imperial Concubine Jia said, "Doctor Qing, you don't know how favored and powerful Princess Anxin was when the late emperor was alive."