After crossing, let yourself go

After Yan Beiming and his group stayed for half a day, they left in a hurry. Before leaving, Han Jiu wanted him to take the child away again, but was rejected. In this way, Yan Beiming's son Yan Huai stayed in Han Jiu's mansion.

After seeing Yan Beiming and his group off, Han Jiu frowned at the two little people lying on the bed. She felt like a fire-breathing dragon was burning in her heart and she was about to explode. Oh, my God, what is this? Why am I doing this kind of old-fashioned thing? It's so annoying.

Song Ruochen looked at her face which was about to wrinkle into a bun and smiled, "Okay, Xiaojiu, things have come to this point, let nature take its course."

Han Jiu turned around and looked at Song Ruochen. "Anyway, Yan Beiming has issued an order saying that he won't blame me if the child dies, so why don't we strangle him to death now?"

Upon hearing these words, all the servants in the room stared with their eyes wide open, terrified. "Master, this is not possible. Do we still want to survive?"

Song Ruochen stepped forward with a worried look and pulled Han Jiu out. "Okay, it's okay. There will be no problem. Don't worry. Yan Beiming may be doing this just to keep the child safe." After all, the palace is as deep as the sea.

"But..." Han Jiu was about to say something when Chengfeng flew over with a pigeon hooked on its claws. When it saw Han Jiu, it landed on the side and looked up at Han Jiu.

Han Jiu walked over to take a look at it and smiled, thinking it was coming back from hunting to eat and was about to leave. As soon as it raised its foot to fly in the wind, it neighed as if dissatisfied. Han Jiu looked back at it and found something unusual. This pigeon was not dead, and there was a letter on its foot. Was it a carrier pigeon?

Han Jiu went forward and picked up the pigeon. The pigeon was intact and not injured at all. Han Jiu smiled and patted Cheng Feng's head. "Good job, little beast. I'll give you a chicken drumstick later."

Chengfeng neighed again, spread its big wings and landed on Hanjiu's shoulder. Hanjiu carried Chengfeng and Song Kuchen all the way to the room.

Han Jiu returned to the room and opened the letter. Seeing the content inside, both Song Ruochen and Han Jiu were amazed. It really showed that a small person could also achieve great things.

Xiaoya, Nangong Luoxin's maid, was actually communicating with the Crown Prince of Zhao, and the content of the communication was still about her, Han Jiu.

Ah, this letter describes Han Jiu’s daily routine and the fact that Yan Beiming came today and left Yan Huai behind.

Han Jiu tilted her head and asked Song Ruochen, "Do you think she should be called a spy?"

Song Ruochen shook his head and said, "From what she wrote, it seems that she is not doing this for Zhao, but for the prince. I guess she loves the prince of Zhao.

The prince of Zhao is probably using her to get to know you. Weren't you assassinated by the people of Zhao before? They shouldn't have given up yet, so be careful." Song Ruochen also couldn't figure out why the people of Zhao targeted Xiao Jiu?

"Why? I didn't steal their rice, nor did I beat their children. Why is this happening? Should I pretend that I don't know?" Han Jiu had an idea in his mind.

"What do you want to do?" Song Ruochen understood what she meant.

"Just pretend you don't know. I'll intercept every one of their letters and write them myself. Hey, that's pretty interesting. I want to see what they're up to. I'll swap their letters in the middle. What do you think, Ruochen?"

Song Ruochen smiled faintly, "I'm glad you're happy, but you still have to be careful. Xiye, you should also ask him to pay attention, after all, the person is still in his yard."

"Okay, got it." Han Jiu took out a pen and paper and started writing a letter.

Finally, Han Jiu finished writing the letter in Xiaoya's handwriting. She put the letter back into the pigeon, touched its head and let it fly away. She turned back to Chengfeng and said, "Let's go, I'll reward you and get you something delicious."

Chengfeng flapped its big wings, landed on Han Jiu's shoulder, and went to eat delicious food with its master.

In the evening, Han Jiu came to Xiye's yard. As soon as he entered the house, he saw Xiye had just changed the medicine for Nangong Luoxin.

"Is Miss Nangong feeling better?" Han Jiu asked after casually glancing at Xiaoya.

Nangong Luoxin smiled gently, "Thank you for your concern, Third Young Master. Luoxin can see the light now. Master Xi said that he will be able to see things in half a year."

"Ah, that's great, congratulations in advance Miss Nangong."

"I have to thank the Third Young Master and Mr. Xi. If it weren't for you, I might never have seen it in my lifetime." Nangong Luoxin was really grateful.

Just a contemptuous "humph"

Han Jiu looked over and saw Nangong Luoxin sternly said, "Xiao Ya, don't be rude." Then he turned to look at Han Jiu and said, "Don't blame me, Third Young Master. I spoiled this girl. Don't be angry."

Han Jiu glanced at Xiao Ya and asked, "Has this girl been following you since she was a child?"

"No, I met her two years ago when I went to Zhao Guozhi with my father. I felt sorry for her and she was smart, so I kept her by my side." Nangong Luoxin was a little nervous. She was afraid that Han Jiu would be angry.

"I don't think she is very smart. Now you have a request from me. Everyone knows that they should not make me unhappy, but she still doesn't take me seriously. Should I say that your Nangong family has never taken me seriously, which led to the servants being so disrespectful to me, or that she thinks she has lived a long life and wants to die here with me? The girl you picked up is not smart, she is stupid." Han Jiu looked at Xiaoya and calmly said words that made everyone uneasy.

"That's right. Our Nangong family is rich enough to rival a country. You..."

A slap hit Xiaoya's face hard. Xiaoya looked at the person in front of her in disbelief, tears streaming down her face.

Nangong Yi turned around and clasped his fists towards Han Jiu. He felt that a slap on Xiaoya was too light and he should kill her. "I'm sorry, Third Young Master. We didn't discipline our servants well and made you laugh. I swear that our Nangong family has absolutely no intention of disrespecting you. We are very grateful to you. Thank you very much. You are the benefactor of our Nangong family. You should know that my sister's illness has always been the most important thing for our family.

We have consulted numerous doctors and traveled to many countries for my sister's eyes. If it weren't for you, my sister would probably be blind all her life. I wrote a letter home a few days ago. Dad was very happy when he found out. He kept thanking you, Third Young Master, in the letter and said that he would come over after the Chinese New Year to personally thank you, Young Master Xi, and Young Master Liu. "

Han Jiu fiddled with the cup on the table. "Nangong Yi, you are a smart man. I think you know how Xiye was able to cure your sister's eyes. I, Mr. Liu, Xiye never said a word about your Nangong family. On the contrary, your servants spoke rudely to me again and again. I am not a good person, nor am I a kind person. It has always been the case that when my own dog bites someone, of course I have to find the master, don't you think?"

Nangong Yi and Nangong Luoxin were both very nervous. Nangong Luoxin rubbed his fingers nervously and tried to keep his voice steady. "Third Young Master, I know you never asked us for compensation but I let Master Xi treat me. Luoxin is very grateful. Luoxin really can't figure out what Third Young Master meant. Please tell me clearly."

Han Jiu looked at this beautiful and dignified woman and pointed at Xiaoya with his chin, "Give her to me."

"No, no Miss, Master, Xiaoya was wrong, please, don't give me to Hanjiu."

Nangong Luoxin retracted his usual gentle voice and said coldly, "Third Young Master, Xiaoya is at your disposal."

Xiaoya knelt on the ground and cried like crazy after hearing Nangong Luoxin's words, "Miss, Miss, please don't do that. Xiaoya knows she was wrong. Xiaoya will never dare to do that again. Please, don't give me to him."

Seeing that Nangong Luoxin didn't let go, she crawled to Nangong Yi's feet and hugged his calves. "Master, please don't let the young lady give me to Han Jiu. He is a lunatic. He will kill me. Master, please."

Nangong Yi did not let go either. Zhang Shu on the side stepped forward, pulled Xiaoya away, held her down with his backhand, and brought her in front of Han Jiu.

Han Jiu didn't originally want to touch Xiaoya. Just like what he had said to Song Ruochen during the day, he pretended not to know and watched the development of the situation quietly.

But this girl always provokes me, that's really asking for death. In her worldview, Han Jiu, those who provoke her, she can still tolerate, are those she can't afford to provoke at the moment. For example, Qu Yi, that's only if he doesn't make her angry. Leng Yan provokes me because of Qu Yi behind her. Qiao Yu always provokes me but I don't beat him to death, that's because of Xiye.

On the other hand, Xiaoya, huh, you think you can ignore me just because you hook up with the prince of Zhao, you really dare to think so. I originally wanted to wait and see what happens, but now I don't want to.

Han Jiu looked at Xiaoya who was brought to him and looked at Nangong Yi. "I'm afraid that what I'm going to say next will cost the Nangong family their heads. Do you want to hear it?"

Nangong Yi was shocked but confused. He looked at Han Jiu and couldn't imagine what his Nangong family had done to make them lose their heads. However, Han Jiu's expression didn't seem fake, so he had to look at Han Jiu.

Nangong Luoxin couldn’t figure out what they had done. Although he couldn’t see with his eyes, he was also facing Han Jiu.

Han Jiu leaned back in his chair casually and pointed at Xiao Ya, "This servant of your Nangong family is communicating with the Crown Prince of Zhao. The content of the letter is all about my daily life, Han Jiu, and the fact that the emperor came today and left the prince in my house. I told the Crown Prince of Zhao.

I just found out about this today. As for how long they have been communicating and what they have said, I will ask her. What do you think? Should your Nangong family lose their heads?"