News of the assassination of the Imperial Preceptor at the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion spread like wildfire. Today, the concierge received numerous gifts of condolence from dignitaries, including Ganoderma lucidum, snow lotus, ginseng, and countless gold, silver, and jewelry. Imperial Preceptor Tang Wan was now able to get out of bed and walk. Aside from a slight ache in her wound, she was otherwise normal.
It was a sudden disaster, and Tang Wan thought it was a monster sent by the emperor in the palace to test her.
Tang Wan was looking at the piles of gifts in the main hall, while Jiuxi, wearing a gray cloth robe, was counting the types of gifts. At this time, seeing Tang Wan coming, Jiuxi couldn't help but put down his crossed legs, and a wretched look flashed across his face. It can be said that these days, Jiuxi has been playing the role of a street rogue to the fullest.
Only in front of Tang Wan would she restrain herself.
All the servants in the room bowed, and Tang Wan nodded and asked the maids to leave. When only Jiuxi was left in the room, Tang Wan said, "You saved me again."
But the voice was very clear, and Jiuxi didn't smell any gratitude at all.
Jiuxi also stood aside calmly, smiling and saying, "This is my responsibility."
However, the next moment, Tang Wan pointed clearly in the direction of the door, and her voice became a little more panicked, "You go."
Jiuxi was a little confused now. She opened her eyes wide in disbelief and looked at Tang Wan, "Why are you chasing me away, sir? If you don't like me being so obsessed with money, I will return all these gifts."
Anyway, the gifts that were delivered to the door were the result of these officials robbing the people of their money. In the past, Jiuxi would ask his servants to convert the gifts into silver and send them to the slums. It was like... it was like another form of robbing the rich to help the poor.
Tang Wan's expression was somewhat moved, and there was a hint of bitterness in her words. She said, "Miss Jiuxi, I let you go for your own good. The monsters in the palace... you can't do anything about them."
Talking about monsters again, Jiuxi subconsciously moved closer to Tang Wan. Tang Wan's eyelashes were very long, and because of her nervousness, beads of sweat condensed on her eyelashes. Jiuxi sighed softly, "But I am the type who likes to watch the fun and not mind getting involved. Sir, please leave me here."
She had nowhere else to go anyway.
Tang Wan shook her head in confusion, her face stubborn, "Miss, I'm sure you saw the danger last night..."
Now Tang Wan persuaded her to leave by using both emotional and logical reasons.
But what made Jiuxi feel helpless was that she didn't know what kind of snake demon could make Tang Wan so panic. Jiuxi sat down on the stool without any hesitation, crossing her legs even higher, obviously not wanting to leave. After another sip of hot tea, Jiuxi became bolder. Looking at Tang Wan who was standing there in a daze, she said, "Originally, I wanted to explore your memory, but this is not very polite, so now, I choose to listen to you.
I’m definitely not leaving.”
The words she spoke were clear, but Tang Wan's face became more and more ugly, and there were even tears falling from her eyes. There seemed to be endless sorrow in Tang Wan's eyes. Even Jiu Xi, an outsider, couldn't help but sit up straight when he saw Tang Wan crying. His throat was a little dry, as if he was also infected by the sadness in Tang Wan's eyes.
Tang Wan also sat on the armchair and wanted to drink a cup of tea, but she felt a black screen in front of her eyes. After barely stabilizing her body, Tang Wan retracted her hand and quietly narrated the fate of the imperial master's family.
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