Chapter 44 Assassination

In the bathroom, Jiang Shuyue pulled the door bolt and stepped into the space.

The sweet potato seedlings in the spiritual soil have grown more than two feet long. She doesn't know when the green potato seedlings will mature.

Entering the thatched house, a brocade box bordered by auspicious clouds was placed on the table.

Without any suspense, I opened the brocade box, and inside was a neat stack of silver notes, a total of twenty thousand taels of silver notes, which were redeemable by Guangtong Bank.

Guangtong Bank has shops throughout Wanling Kingdom, making exchange very convenient.

Jiang Shuyue closed the brocade box and fell into deep thought.

Things are moving in a good direction, and the day to return to Beijing is just around the corner.

Jiang Shuyue picked up a charcoal pen she made and started writing a plan.

"Mother."

Hearing Suisui's shout, she quickly dropped the charcoal and stepped out of the space.

Jiang Shuyue quickly washed up and opened the door, and saw Qiu Ju and Suisui standing at the door.

"Miss, he won't let me help him take a bath every year." Qiu Ju said helplessly.

"Uncle Nangong said that I am an adult and there are differences between men and women. Mother, can I go take a bath in the aquatic house?"

Jiang Shuyue couldn't help but laugh. The little kid who dragged her mother to sleep every night was brazenly saying that there were differences between men and women.

But she understands how children like to play with children.

She gently pinched the baby flesh on her son's face and said with a chuckle: "Go ahead, Shuisheng has to practice in the morning, don't play too late."

Seeing Suisui running away with her short legs, Qiu Ju smiled and asked, "Miss, when will the young master sleep in a separate bed?"

Qiu Ju secretly complained in her heart that the young lady would have to find a new uncle in the future, so she couldn't stick to the young lady all the time.

"Don't worry, it won't be too late to let him live alone after returning to the capital."

"Miss, can we go back to the capital?" Qiu Ju had a look of surprise on her face.

Then he quickly lowered his head and said, "If Jiang's family sees us going back, I wonder if they will embarrass us."

After all, the Jiang family announced that their legitimate daughter had died of a sudden illness. If the deceased appeared in front of everyone again, it would definitely arouse everyone's suspicion.

At that time, no matter how the Jiang family explains it, people will be criticized.

Jiang Shuyue gently tapped Qiu Ju's forehead with her finger, "Silly girl, we are not vegetarians. Princess Yannan gave me a reward of 20,000 taels today, which is enough for us to go back to the capital and buy as many people as possible who know how to box and kick."

Jiang Shuyue used to be disgusted with the buying and selling of slaves here.

Now that she has a son, she can't tolerate any mistakes. Only when she has someone she can use can she rest assured.

The only people who can safely use it are servants who have signed a death contract.

After Lin Miaoshou left, Shui Sheng lived alone in the main room.

When Sui Sui went in, he saw several locks in front of Shui Sheng.

That was what Nangong Zeyue asked him to practice.

"Shengsheng, I want you to help me take a bath, okay?"

Facing the soft and cute little girl, how could Shui Sheng refuse.

Shuisheng had just brought the hot water back when he heard footsteps.

"Shui Sheng, how's your practice going?"

"Senior brother, I'll help Suisui take a bath and continue practicing."

Nangong Zeyue came to the main house. In order not to disturb the people in the south and west wings, he entered the hanging flower door and passed through the middle of the garden.

Nangong Zeyue rolled up her sleeves and said while walking to the bathroom: "The world is dangerous, and strong martial arts is an advantage. Qimen Dunjia is indispensable, and small tricks are often used. Having too many skills is not overwhelming."

It was the first time for Nangong Zeyue to bathe a child.

Suisui's little face was flushed from washing, and she splashed the water with her little hands from time to time.

The water splashed and Suisui giggled.

Looking at the pink and jade-carved child, Nangong Zeyue felt a sense of warmth in her heart.

It would be great if Suisui was his son. This child is so rare.

"Suisui, do you want a father?"

He slipped out without saying a word.

The obsidian-like phoenix eyes blinked.

"What do you want dad for?"

Nangong Zeyue: "..."

Why is this child's brain circuit so different from when he was a child?

He has regarded his master as his father since he was a child, and sometimes he wishes that his master was his father.

But the master told him that his parents were someone else and asked him to find them by himself.

Nangongze took Suisui out of the water and wiped the water drops from his body with a cotton handkerchief.

While putting pajamas on his little arms, he said, "Dad can do a lot of things. You can make money to buy delicious food for Suisui, and you can also protect your mother."

Suisui curled his lips and disagreed very much with this.

"My mother can also make money, and I can protect her every year."

Nangong Zeyue: "..."

After putting on his pajamas, Sui Sui watched Shuisheng playing with the lock.

Shui Sheng's ability to comprehend is very good. Soon, Shui Sheng can open a lock in half a quarter of an hour, and can open a lock in three or five breaths.

Nangong Zeyue saw that it was getting late, so he held Suisui's hand: "Uncle will take you to the garden."

The moonlight poured down, and the shadows of the leaves on the ground swayed slightly, like a moving ink painting.

Holding soft little hands, the flowers are exhaling their fragrance, and there are occasional crickets chirping in the grass.

Under the eaves, lanterns flickered, and the warm light was particularly cozy.

The light was still on in the west wing window.

He remembered a saying, among all the lights in a house, there is always one light left for you. This is the feeling of home.

Watching Sui Sui enter the west wing, Nangong Zeyue stared blankly at a beam of candlelight opening the door, then closing it again as the little figure entered.

After a while, he stood on tiptoe and walked out of the garden.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night. King Yan Nan returned to his home. He was assassinated on the way and returned home with injuries all over his body.

The palace was brightly lit, and it was already the third watch when the palace doctor treated the wound on the prince's back.

Xiao Jingzhao sat in front of his father's bed, his handsome face as cold as ice, and his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Princess Yannan wiped her tears with a handkerchief, her voice choked with sobs, "Your Majesty, we have never been hated by others. Do you know who did this?"

"We are in the light, and the enemy is in the dark. From now on, the errands outside will be left to the fiefdom officials. Kang'er has finally found the doctor and is expected to recover. If there is something wrong with you, I won't be able to survive."

The princess burst into tears as she spoke.

King Yan Nan was lying on his side on the couch, his face pale. He had a strong will after having experienced many battles, and he did not look weak.

He said calmly: "Everyone who comes here is a dead soldier. If the people I brought were not bad at martial arts, I alone would not be able to withstand them."

"Mom, please stop crying. Fortunately, my father didn't hurt his internal organs. My eldest and second sisters will be worried when they see your eyes are swollen tomorrow. I know this well."

Xiao Jingzhao said that his father needed to rest, so he persuaded his mother and concubine to go back to the house and rest.

As soon as Xiao Jingzhao returned to the bedside, King Yan Nan snorted and said: "There are not many people who want to kill me, and there are not many people who want my life. The man in the capital now regards Yan Nan as a fat man, and he wants to kill him." It’s not just me.”

"Father, I understand, my manpower has been arranged. No matter how many dead soldiers he sends, he will never come back."

After Xiao Jingzhao was silent for a moment, he leaned over and looked at King Yan Nan, "Father, what do you think about the matter that the child mentioned? As long as you nod, father, the child will definitely succeed."

King Yan Nan closed his eyes slightly, thinking about his father's instructions before his death, and there was a war between heaven and man in his heart.

Do it only as a last resort.

He gritted his teeth and nodded slightly.