After entering the book, I emptied the warehouse of my foster mother's house to farm

Often no news is the best news, but in Luoqiongchuan, no news becomes the worst news.

They only knew that the prince was injured in the palace, but no information was released about where the injury was or how serious it was. Even the doctors who treated the prince were tight-lipped.

The princess did go to the palace, but two days had passed and she had not left the palace again.

The more the news in the palace was kept secret, the more people in Prince Qi's mansion suspected that the prince's condition might be extremely grim.

Luo Qiongchuan couldn't communicate with King Qi about the assassination of Jiang Hao, so after thinking it over, he decided to give it another try.

The people in the Ji Mansion would never have thought that there would be an assassin coming to their house tonight.

"Keep a close eye on the front and back doors of the Ji Mansion. Record clearly who left the mansion, when they left, and when they returned."

"Yes!"

Jiang Hao, who was marked dead by Luo Qiongchuan, was having dinner with Ji Zixuan at this time.

After the second branch of the Jiang family was sentenced and expelled, Jiang stayed in the Ji Mansion for two days and then returned to the villa. This made Jiang Hao spend less time in the Ji Mansion.

However, the origins of the people who assassinated her are unknown, and it is not known whether these people know Ji Zixian's secret. Now that Prince Ning is rising again to fight for power, Ji Zixian naturally becomes a special person.

Of course, even if Ji Zixuan did not have this identity, Jiang Hao would not let him make any mistakes because of the kindness he showed to Jiang Hao.

"Sister, do you think those thieves will come again?"

Ji Zixuan was still a little frightened by what happened last night, especially seeing so many injured people and three dead people. He often saw one of them sweeping the front yard.

A young life fell in a pool of blood, dyeing the white snow bright red.

Although Uncle Ming took control of the situation at the first moment and did not let any information leak out, the atmosphere in the mansion today was like the sky, full of gloom.

Jiang Hao put a piece of fish belly into his bowl and another piece into his own bowl. While eating the delicate and delicious fish meat, he said, "If it's to comfort you, I would tell you no. But the fact is, they will definitely come back."

Ji Zixuan was surprised: "When?"

After Jiang Hao finished the fish, he stretched his chopsticks to another plate of green vegetables: "Tonight."

In this cold season, the price of green vegetables is not cheap.

Most importantly, it’s hard to buy even if you have money.

Ji Zixuan was so scared that he dropped the chopsticks he had just picked up on the table, and his hands were shaking.

"younger sister……"

Ji Zixuan's voice also began to tremble.

"We...should we...should we report it to the police?"

Under the feet of the emperor, the government officials will not allow these people to run rampant.

"I have."

"It is better to rely on yourself than on the government."

"Don't be afraid, eat well. Otherwise, if he joins the fight again one day, will you just starve to death?"

what?

Ji Zixuan's head was buzzing from the explosion. He stared at Jiang Hao with wide eyes, but his throat was blocked and he couldn't utter a word.

Jiang Hao ignored him and rolled him a piece of roast duck as if nothing had happened: "Try it, it's still hot. I asked Yueying to buy it for you."

Yueying's skills are fast and the round trip time is short.

Ji Zixuan didn't want to eat it, but in shock, he still put the duck meat into his mouth and chewed... and chewed again...

Does he still want to fight?

"sister……"

Ji Zixuan suddenly felt that he couldn't breathe smoothly and couldn't speak. In panic, he grabbed his neck with both hands...