Chapter 211

"Where, I heard it was love murder."

"Love murder?"

"Well, haven't you noticed? After the death of the fifth prince, both the Xing family village and the inn were closed down! And it is said that Xing Shuyue is also dead!"

"Ah? Do the fifth prince and Xing Shuyue have such a relationship? But I've never heard of a set of these two before?"

"Xing Shuyue's aunt is an empress in the palace. Xing Shuyue has also attended Miss Young Master's banquets over the years, so she must have gotten to know the fifth prince like this."

"This is absolutely true. There are people in my palace. I heard that the lady of the Xing family is gone."

After all, when it comes to the current sage and the concubine in the palace, the people don't dare to say too much, and they all say a few words in private.

In a few days, they were attracted by the new winter clothes in Jijia Buzhuang.

And the fifth prince, just like this, completely disappeared from the sight of the entire Shangjing.

Why are the fifth princes all princes? After Xing Shuyue killed the fifth prince, the emperor ordered the nine clans of the Xing family to be executed, and even the concubine Xing in the palace died tragically in the cold palace.

The positions of the Minister of Punishment and Dali Si Qing were vacant, and the adults of the Prince's Party wanted to push their people to the top, but in the end they didn't.

The Holy One directly arranged for his own people.

Wu Weian couldn't find out about the fifth prince, and the Wu family and Ji family were still safe and sound.

This beach in Shangjing seems to have returned to its former calm.

In the middle of the night, Jifu.

Jian He sneaked out of the back door of Ji's house with her burden on his back.

She looked around, it was very late at this time, and there was no one on the street.

Jian He breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door, and just took a step back, when she turned to leave, her back suddenly froze.

Because Jian He felt that there was a knife behind her.

She turned her head pale and caught a glimpse of Wanxiang's cold face out of the corner of her eye.

Jian He was brought to Ji Yunxi.

Ji Yunxi sat on the slump with one hand on the table, with a slight frown between her brows, quietly looking at Jian He below.

Jian He knelt on the ground and looked around.

At the back is Wanxiang, and the person who is writing with her back to the table should be the uncle.

Then she retracted her gaze and looked at Ji Yunxi in front of her.

Since knowing that Miss Xing is dead, Jian He has been in a state of fear all the time.

She was shaking like chaff, and there was no blood on her face.

Jian He dragged his legs, knelt down to Ji Yunxi's feet, and cried, "Three girls, three girls, this servant knows it's wrong, and the servant knows it's wrong. Third girl, please raise your hands and let the servants go. There is no way, if the slave does not do what Xing Shuyue said, no, she will kill the slave! Three girls, and the slave did not tell Xing Shuyue about many things, really, the slave just said a little about the uncle. "..." She glanced at the back of the man at the table with some fear, "Where you are. The other slaves didn't say anything. The slave's heart has always been with you, Third Lady!"

Ji Yunxi raised her head: "Oh? What are the many things?"

A sharp meal.

Looking at Ji Yunxiang's face, she realized that she had said the wrong thing.

Jian He did not tell Xing Shuyue about some Jifu matters.

Because she also kept a hand for herself, afraid that Xing Shuyue would lose it when she used it up.

She opened her mouth and stammered for a while: "Miss Three, No, it's nothing, slave, no, slave, it's just that I said something wrong. I don't know anything about slave, slave, everything..."

Ji Yunxi had just been struggling with how to deal with Jian He.

In the past, the meticulous work in the mansion was handled by her second brother.

Later, the second brother went to guard the frontier, and the servants in the house were all old people, and she didn't find anything wrong, so she didn't have this trouble for a few years.

But now, Ji Yunxi had to face it.

Fighting and killing is common in ancient times.

But in modern times, it is different.

Ji Yunxi was born in modern times and grew up in modern times. She also has many methods that are not so upright, but she has never had blood on her hands.

Although in ancient times, because of calculations, many people died indirectly at her hands.

Such as the Fifth Prince.

But in the end, this is a bit different from ordering Wanxiang to kill Jianhe.

People are hypocritical sometimes.

Even if Ji Yunxi asks to come that she is not a hypocritical person, at this time, Ji Yunxi will be entangled.

But no matter what, this sharp lotus cannot be left.

Especially since she just missed something.

Ji Yunxi believed that Jian He would not know about the major events of the Ji family, and it was probably some relatively small living habits.

For example, what kind of tea does her eldest brother like, how can she lead her fifth brother out of the hospital, what is her sixth brother's actual temperament, what is most afraid of, and so on.

These living habits, if known, may be fatal.

Wu Wei'an at the table put down the pen in his hand.

He got up from the chair.

Jian He was too frightened to say anything to justify, and kept crying and hiccupping.

Wu Weian passed by her.

Jian He could see the fluttering hem of the uncle's clothes as he walked, as well as a hint of fruity fragrance.

Wu Weian said with a smile: "If you believe me, this girl will give it to me."

Jian He subconsciously raised his head.

For this uncle's gentle and tender tone, and for the uncle

The affectionate word 'girl'.