When Jiang Hao followed Zhuifeng into the flower hall, Xu Xing was still playing chess alone.

Hearing footsteps, he casually put down the chess piece in his hand, stood up and walked towards the door, with a faint smile on his face: "I'm coming."

Zhuifeng sighed and said in disappointment: "Master, how did you know the county lady would come?"

Jiang Hao was also very curious about this. Could it be that he could predict the future?

"Ask the kitchen to bring us some midnight snacks."

Xu Xing did not answer Zhui Feng, but instead ordered him to go to the kitchen to serve the meal, and then said to Jiang Hao: "You have been busy for half the night, are you hungry?"

If he hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have felt hungry. But now that it was mentioned, Jiang Hao actually felt a little hungry.

"You haven't answered yet, how did you know for sure that I would come?"

After the hot meal was served, Xu Xing served her a bowl of soup, then slowly said, "Yueying sent a letter saying that you went to the Princess's residence, and at noon, the Crown Prince's condition worsened. You were recommended by the Princess to His Majesty, so she took you into the residence naturally for the Crown Prince's matter."

Jiang Hao drank the soup in small sips and continued to listen to Xu Xing.

"Ji Yan now wants to overturn the case of the deposed crown prince before the crown prince dies. Since you are still tied to the Ji family, you will definitely take this opportunity to bid farewell to the princess and return home, then go back to see the deposed crown prince and tell him about the situation outside. Even tell him about Ji Zixian."

"The Imperial City has a strict curfew, and I've told you that you can come to the Villa at any time, so no matter how safe the inn outside is, it's definitely not as safe as here."

"So, I brought people here to wait for you."

"Of course, there's a chance that you won't come."

Jiang Hao will definitely go to the Deposed Prince's Mansion, but whether she will come to the villa is really just a matter of luck.

But, he was lucky.

Jiang Hao finished half a bowl of soup, chuckled and shook his head, showing a little helplessness.

Zhuifeng was almost crying while listening to this. It turned out that the prince was just guessing and he was just unlucky, allowing Zhang Zhongjing to get a big advantage.

Hey!

After the interlude, Jiang Hao and Xu Xing got down to business.

"The injury to the deposed crown prince is not too serious, it just takes some time..."

As soon as Jiang Hao started talking, Xu Xing and Zhui Feng looked at her in shock. Could the tendons that had been severed for nearly twenty years really be reconnected?

How incredible is this medical skill!

"Ji Yan has been reluctant to let me treat his witness. Maybe he is worried about something. However, I have urged him. Whether he can be treated or not, I think we will know the exact news soon."

Xu Xing knew what Ji Yan was worried about. What he was worried about was exactly what he was worried about.

"Yang Wenhao seemed to have appeared out of nowhere."

Zhuifeng suddenly interrupted.

"County Lady, I have spent a lot of manpower but have not been able to find evidence that he is the real Yang Wenhao. I guess that Master Ji should have discovered this as well."

"Someone who suddenly appeared?"

Jiang Hao looked at Zhuifeng in confusion.

Zhuifeng nodded: "I can't find any trace of his activities in the past twenty years, not even a single one."

Even though Yang Wenhao had been crazy for more than ten years, there were traces of his life when he was alive. There were people who had seen him and there were houses where he had lived...but, none of them could be found.

Xu Xing was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "So, we have reason to suspect that Yang Wenhao has been imprisoned all these years. When Master Ji's people went to look for him, the other party deliberately released him and left him in front of Master Ji's people..."

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