After traveling through time, the four best friends were all targeted by the boss

Granny Li sighed and said, "Perhaps Madam can choose another method."

Xiahou Jing was slightly stunned. She turned her head blankly and looked at Granny Li. A shrewd light flashed in her slightly upturned eyes.

"Yes... Xiahou Yu is in Taoyuan City now. I can't find out what's going on." She said with a cruel smile on her face, "We have to find a way to get him back to Qinglong City, and then find a way to catch that girl and use her to threaten Xiahou Yu!"

She really wanted to get rid of Xiahou Yu, but if she did that, her Xiahou family would be extinct, and she couldn't have children in her current condition.

It would be better to use Xia Nian to threaten Xia Hou Yu first, and then get rid of Xia Nian so that Xia Hou Yu would give up.

She sat up slowly, her posture comfortable and elegant. The door was suddenly pushed open, and her thoughts were forcibly interrupted. After seeing who was coming, Xiahou Jing showed a look of disgust and ignored him.

The person who came was Xiahou Yu's uncle, Qin Hanlin's second uncle, Qin Yang.

He has a slender figure and a fair face. Even though he is over 40, he still has no beard. There are purple marks under his eyes, which makes him look elegant and sickly.

"Ajing." He called out. Even though Xiahou Jing ignored him, he did not show any dissatisfaction.

Xiahou Jing looked at him, an idea flashed through her mind, she got off the bed very quickly and smiled at him, which was a rare moment.

"Husband!" Xiahou Jing took his arm.

Qin Yang widened his eyes slightly, somewhat incredulous.

Xiahou Jing hasn't called her husband for several years.

"Husband, how are you feeling lately?" Xiahou Jing asked, her eyes scanning his thin and handsome face.

Qin Yang nodded, but still couldn't help coughing twice: "It's okay, I just catch a cold easily."

"Then you must pay attention." Xiahou Jing let go of his arm, "I still need your help with something."

After she finished speaking, regardless of Qin Yang's expression, she raised her leg and walked outside.

Qin Yang turned his head to look at her back, and couldn't help coughing a few times. His waist bent more and more, and finally he supported himself on the table with one hand to barely stabilize his body.

Xiahou Jing remained indifferent. She returned to her room, and the plan in her mind slowly emerged.

She thought of a way to get Xiahou Yu back.

Qin Yang is his uncle. If he dies, Xiahou Yu must come back!

Qin Yang's face when she first met flashed through her mind.

At that time, she fell in love with the talented and handsome Qin Yang at first sight, and even used her family power to cause problems for the Qin family's business. As she wished, Qin Yang married into the Xiahou family and saved the Qin family from danger.

Qin Yang also had feelings for Xiahou Jing, but there was a gap between their social statuses, and his family had originally not allowed him to marry into the family. Unexpectedly, Xiahou Jing would actually do that, which gave Qin Yang an opportunity.

When she was young, Xiahou Jing was bright and outspoken, unlike other daughters of noble families. As the pride of the Xiahou family, she learned riding and shooting since childhood. It was at a horse riding competition that Qin Yang saw Xiahou Jing, who was so far ahead of others, and secretly admired her.

After they got married, they were sweet for a while, but Xiahou Jing soon discovered that something was wrong with Qin Yang: he was impotent!

Because he was born weak, his defect was not discovered until after he got married.

Xiahou Jing thought this was a sign of being a masculine. She quickly lost her patience with Qin Yang and ruthlessly abandoned him to keep a male lover outside, and then brought him home openly.

Qin Yang had no choice, he knew his own shortcomings. Since he couldn't give it to Xia Hou Jing, he would let others give it to her. As long as she was still by his side, it would be enough.

The two of them had spoken no more than a hundred words over the years. Although they were only husband and wife in name only, she had never divorced him for the sake of the Qin family's reputation.

Xiahou Jing took a sip of tea and smiled sinisterly while holding the teacup in her hand.

"Good husband, you are finally of some use."

-

As Xiahou Yu expected, Nanmen Jian indeed sent people to investigate.

They had already arranged people to keep an eye on the area and they caught the three people easily.

In the dungeon, they couldn't stand the torture of Gu Ling's poisonous insects any more, and tremblingly picked up the pens to write letters according to their requirements.

The eight people had discussed it before they came and decided to lure the tiger away from the mountain and then catch the turtle in the jar.

-

Han Liuyi paced in the room with her brows furrowed.

The door creaked and Old Han put his hands behind his back, looking unhappy.

"Daddy, what happened?" She immediately stepped forward and grabbed his arm.

Old Han looked at her with some suspicion in his eyes. He sat down and spoke slowly, "The people sent by Nanmen Jian sent a letter back saying that they already suspected that Nanmen Jian was behind it, and asked them to go over and prove it themselves."

Han Liuyi was puzzled: "Why does the head of Nanmenjian have to prove himself?"

Old Han snorted, "Will those four go to find Nanmen Jian in person?"

Han Liuyi fell silent, and raised her head after a while: "Are they going?"

"Yes, Nan Fengjun is obviously a little anxious. He was holding on just now. He asked us to go with him." Old Han clenched the teacup tightly, his brain working hard, "I guess he wants me to help him get rid of those four people. Humph! He thinks it's too easy and thinks they are just young boys!"

"Then shall we go together, Dad?" Han Liuyi asked hurriedly. She had already been exposed and could not show her true face outside.

"They only received the letter, not the people who came back to inform them." Old Han's eyes dimmed, "I suspect... this is another trick like the last time they dealt with the Xiaoyao Sect."

"If that's the case, they must have obtained evidence to convict Nanmen Jian. If we go there, wouldn't we be walking into a trap?" Han Liuyi said nervously.

Old Han patted the back of her hand comfortingly, a slightly cunning smile on his face: "That's right, given the current situation, Nanmen Jian has no choice but to step in."

He let out a long sigh, but his tone was somewhat lucky: "Forget it, since they are so useless, we don't have to stick to them."

Han Liuyi was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "Dad, I understand."

This time she was not as energetic as usual. Instead, she suppressed the discomfort in her heart and pushed Mr. Han out on the grounds that she wanted to sleep.

Han Liuyi sat at the table in front of the window, head down, making her next face.

Since being wanted, she has almost always disguised herself when she is outside, and over time, she has become tired of it.

Looking at the thing in her hand, Han Liuyi threw it on the table, picked up the bronze mirror on the table, and looked at herself with dim eyes in it.

There was a knock on the door, interrupting her thoughts.

Lin Yue pushed the door open and saw her sitting upright on a chair, holding a mirror in both hands, staring with her round eyes, looking very harmless.

"Liu Yi, aren't you going to sleep yet?" he asked.

Han Liuyi didn't answer. She put her hand on her cheek and suddenly said with a smile: "Brother, do you look strange to me?"

Lin Yue was stunned. In fact, he had long felt that his junior sister was a stranger to him, ever since she had been ruthless to Meng Yin and the others.

But now, she didn't look at him, but just stared at the mirror blankly, with tears in her eyes, which made him feel distressed.

He grabbed her hand: "Liu Yi, what's wrong with you?"

Han Liuyi bit her lower lip. She didn't realize that when she saw Lin Yue, the overwhelming sadness in her heart could no longer be suppressed, and she had an extreme desire to confide in him.

"Brother, I suddenly feel tired." She lowered her head, and Lin Yue could only see her black hair and slightly trembling shoulders.