"I heard the young master promise that he would throw the amulet far away after getting off the car."

"Then we were attacked by assassins."

"Although Miss Chao was injured, she was very skilled. Moreover, the assassins were not targeting her, so she was not seriously injured. However, the young master was stabbed three times. If it wasn't for the last moment, the young master pulled Miss Chao back to the carriage, and the protective shield on the carriage successfully resisted the assassins' attack, and the Jingji Guards arrived in time, I'm afraid we would all have died."

Old Madam Xie was extremely angry and cursed loudly: "This disaster star! He is the embodiment of disaster! Just because of a tiny bit of jealousy, he even gave up the thing that can save his life!" She rarely lost her composure on weekdays, but at this moment she couldn't help but curse.

Gu Zhiyi didn't expect Chao Yunxuan's jealousy to be so strong that she would even abandon the life-saving things.

At this moment, the housekeeper came running over and shouted in panic: "Oh no! The master was attacked by an assassin!" Gu Zhiyi immediately walked to Madam Xie, only to see that Madam Xie was staggering and almost fainted.

Gu Zhiyi's slender hand gently covered Madam Xie's back. Just as she was about to transfer some spiritual power, she saw Madam Xie take a few deep breaths and hold on with gritted teeth.

She gently let go of her hand, and Gu Zhiyi lowered her eyes slightly, secretly admiring in her heart.

She is indeed the mistress of the Ningguo Mansion. Her indomitable will is truly admirable.

"Zhiyi, you stay here to look after Xun'er. I'll go over to see your father."

Gu Zhiyi raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and could not hide a hint of mischief in her tone: "I'd better go with my mother. There are many servants waiting here, so it should be fine."

It is natural for younger generations to care for their elders. Out of concern for her husband, Mrs. Xie did not insist.

Soon, the two arrived at Yimeyuan.

The old prince was sipping his tea leisurely and contentedly, and neither his appearance nor his expression showed any sign of having been attacked.

"Master, what happened? Is anyone injured?"

Old Madam Xie stepped forward quickly and carefully examined the old Duke.

The old Duke stopped her with a smile, and said kindly, "I'm fine, I'm fine, you don't need to worry, I'm not hurt at all."

He raised the jade pendant in his hand and said with a smile: "Thanks to Zhiyi, this protective jade pendant worked and I am unharmed."

Old Madam Xie heaved a long sigh of relief: "It's good that he's not hurt, it's good that he's not hurt!" She was still in shock and couldn't help but think of her stupid son.

Although he knew that Zhiyi had special skills, he still believed the slander and threw the amulet away.

If this were not the case, how could he have met with such an accident?

When the old Duke just returned to the mansion, the butler did not dare to mention Xie Xun's injury because he was worried that he would be frightened when he learned the news of the assassination.

However, the old Duke had sharp eyes and accidentally caught a glimpse of the blood on Madam Xie's sleeves. He asked with concern, "Madam, are you hurt?"

Only then did Mrs. Xie realize that her cuffs were stained with blood. She did not hide anything and told her husband the whole story of how Xie Xun was injured.

After that, she quickly patted the old Duke's chest, trying to calm him down: "Master, don't be angry for now. Xun'er's injuries still need time to heal. We will make a decision after he recovers..."

Although the old Duke said that he was not angry, anger was already boiling in his chest.

"This idiot! Others may not understand Zhiyi's ability, but doesn't he know it too? He casually threw away something that could protect and save his life. All the books he read over the years have gone to waste!"

"He must break off relations with that woman!"

At first, he could sit idly by and watch his son's entanglement with that woman, but now that the woman has hurt his son, he will never tolerate their misbehavior again.

As the saying goes, marrying an unvirtuous wife will bring disaster to three generations. He originally thought that if his son was truly in love with her, it would not be a bad idea to take that woman into the mansion as a concubine after he passed the imperial examination. After all, Zhiyi was already the principal wife, so how could a mere concubine cause any big waves?

However, reality gave him a loud slap in the face!

Gu Zhiyi did not respond directly to this statement, but a trace of doubt rose in her heart: "How could my father and brother be assassinated at the same time? Is there some hidden conspiracy?"

The old Duke seemed to see through her intentions and did not continue to delve into the previous topic. He just sighed and said, "This matter is complicated and involves the fight for the throne."

Then, he warned in a serious tone: "If you want to go out in the future, be sure to bring enough followers with you, and remember not to act alone."

Upon hearing this, Madam Xie nodded in agreement without hesitation.

Although Gu Zhiyi had many questions in her mind, she did not ask any more questions when she saw that the old Duke was not interested in discussing it in detail. Even so, she could still get a rough idea.

In her previous life, she had been far away from the capital at this time, and knew nothing about the fact that the old Duke and Xie Xun were injured at the same time. However, when thinking about the imperial power, it was not difficult to guess what happened.

Although the old Duke was extremely powerful, he had few children, only one son, Xie Xun. Whether the old Duke met with misfortune or his only son Xie Xun was injured, the Duke's Mansion would suffer a heavy blow. At that time, political enemies and the forces behind them would have the opportunity to usurp the title of Duke of Ning.

When she died in her previous life, the new emperor had already ascended the throne. That new emperor was none other than the second prince.

Gu Zhiyi frowned slightly. In her previous life, this person had fueled Gu Zhiping's setbacks, and she had watched coldly from the sidelines. But now, the situation is different...

The three knife wounds on Xie Xun's body were not serious and did not hit any vital parts. Although it looked terrifying, it was actually not serious. He only needed to rest in bed for a few days and replenish his energy and blood to recover.

Despite this, once the news of the injury to Duke Ningguo's only son spread, there was an endless stream of people coming to visit, and all kinds of gifts piled up like mountains, almost bursting the warehouse of the Duke Ningguo's Mansion.

Gu Zhiyi held a thick gift list in her hand, which was filled with names and gifts. She looked at the list and felt a splitting headache.

She likes money and rare things. However, these gifts are not for her. She must remember every gift and the giver, and when they ask for something in the future, she must give back the corresponding gift. This tedious matter is really annoying.

As the head of the family, he seems to have a glorious life on the surface, but in reality he has to deal with endless trivial matters.

Just as he gently put down the heavy gift list, the sound of subtle and approaching footsteps quietly reached his ears.

Xie Xun's handsome face looked a little pale at this moment, and his upright posture seemed to add a bit of sickly weakness.

His eyes fell on Gu Zhiyi, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally spoke: "Zhiyi, can you..."

Gu Zhiyi interrupted him without hesitation: "No." Her answer was direct and firm, leaving no room for the other party.

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