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Jiang's father's condition is relatively stable, so several people gathered together.

He sighed and said with guilt: "I am sorry for causing you trouble with my body. On the night of Hui Ming Tang, I clearly felt that someone wanted to kill me. I guess it was the people in Shengjing who didn't want our Jiang family to live. I am a burden to the family alone, and I have to trouble Miss Jiu and other young masters. I feel bad."

Jiang Nianyin cursed: "This group of people really want to kill everyone!"

Jiang's mother patted him on the back to calm him down.

Jiusu glanced at Jiang Jing who was bowing his head and not saying anything, sorting out the words in his mind, and then said in a serious tone: "Chen Zhaotong told me that the master behind Huiming Hall is a prince, and he has issued a death order, that if you don't make a sound, you..."

Kill.

The Jiang family looked at each other.

Jiang Jing's eyes were filled with deep sorrow, and he slowly uttered two words: "Prince Chang."

"It must be him!" Jiang Nianyin felt sick when she thought of Prince Chang's face. When he was in Shengjing, Prince Chang relied on the emperor's favor and always bullied the officials. He regarded the Jiang family as a thorn in his side.

He was afraid that the Jiang family would return to Shengjing again and ruin everything.

Jiang Jinyou coughed heavily several times. The current situation did not allow them to resist at all. After a long silence, he said, "The people cannot resist the prince, let alone the exiles. I am afraid that our family will really sink in Suming County."

Because of excitement, a red glow appeared on his pale face.

Jiang's mother lowered her head and sobbed quietly.

Jiang Jing took a deep breath and quickly came up with an idea.

"I will kill Lou Ming and send you out of Lingcheng. I will forge traces of our family being burned to death so that they will never find us. I..."

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Jiusu out of the corner of his eye, and his heart stopped at that moment.

After that, she couldn't say anything more. He would definitely die. What about Jiusu? What should she do? Or maybe she could forget him and start a new life, but once his lips touched hers, how could she easily give up this relationship?

Feelings are between two people.

He can't make a two-way decision by himself.

Jiang's mother shook her head and said, "I'll take the blame, you guys leave."

"Be rational." Father Jiang looked at his son and said earnestly, "We are exiles, but we have never killed or harmed anyone. To put it bluntly, we should not be exiled at all. But if you kill Lou Ming, there will be no going back."

If someone kills someone in order to save him, is he a bad person or a good person?

Jiusu said: "I think killing Lou Ming and leaving is a good idea, but a life of wandering would probably be more difficult than the current life."

She put her hand on Jiang Jing's shoulder, signaling him to calm down.

At this moment, in this matter, Jiusu was an outsider and was calmer than everyone else present. If she knew that someone wanted to kill her entire family, she would probably be even crazier than Jiang Jing. She would not only want to kill Lou Ming, but also King Chang.

Jiang Jing's eyes showed shame.

The feeling of being unable to do it and being unable to do it well kept echoing in his mind. How could a person with low self-esteem love someone?

"You haven't slept all night. Shall I take you back to rest?"

The two of them stood up and left the small courtyard, looking at the falling rain.

Jiang Jing held up an umbrella and looked at the person who ran towards him into the heavy rain and held his arm. His eyes fell on the other umbrella in her hand. His heart softened and he pulled her into his arms.

Behind him, Jiang's mother saw all this and felt both happy and distressed.

Jiang Jing said with difficulty: "A Su, please don't interfere in Lou Ming's affairs..."

"Jiang Jing, are you breaking up with me?" Jiusu's eyes were calm as she looked up at the man. The shadow of the umbrella fell on his face, looking thin and gloomy. She had never seen anyone like him before.

"No..." Jiang Jing refused subconsciously, and his hand holding the handle tightened, "But I don't know what to do."

Jiusu put his hands on his shoulders.

"We have to do what we have to do. This matter is not without room for maneuver. Lou Ming doesn't dare to act blatantly. He will only make small moves behind the scenes. However, Su Ming County is not the territory of Prince Chang and Lou Ming. There must be restrictions on taking action.

You guys pack up and come live in my house. The Qian Mansion is next to it, so Lou Ming's actions will definitely be restricted. There are still several months before the New Year, and we can take advantage of these few months to launch a counterattack."

Jiang Jing's heart felt slightly hot. He hugged Jiusu tightly in his arms with one hand, "Asu, my life is yours."

Finally, the Jiang family packed up their bags and moved into Jiu Mansion. Jiu Su cleared out the farthest yard, which had a beautiful environment and was only separated from Qian Mansion by a wall.

"Uncle Chang, you don't have to serve in the courtyard. Just send some rice or noodles or something. Remember, keep it a secret."

Excessive enthusiasm can make people feel uncomfortable.

Today is the first day of the counterattack.

Jiusu stretched out his body and said, "To fight back, you need to get enough sleep."

I slept until dark.

I forced myself to go to the shop, exchanged the wine, and went back to sleep quietly. I slept until noon the next day before I woke up. Alas, I'm old and I really can't stay up all night.

That night, Jiang's mother prepared a table full of delicious food.

She held the soup bowl and placed it in the middle, looking at Jiusu tenderly. She raised her wine glass and said, "Susu, your uncle and Nianyin can't drink. If Jing'er drinks, I'm afraid he will do something impulsive. On behalf of the whole family, I toast you a glass and express my sincere gratitude to you. Thank you."

The drinks are hot, but warm the heart.

Jiusu drank up the rice wine in the cup and felt dizzy. He wanted to drink more and eat more. "Aunt, you don't have to be so polite. You don't have to go to the shop these days. You can dry okra in the yard and I will pay you."

After a stick of incense, shouting was heard outside.

Chang Bo bent down and said, "Miss, there is a fire outside. It is the house where the Jiang family used to live."

Jiang's mother was drunk. She held her head up. When she heard the news, her heart stopped. Seeing that everyone in the family had stood up, she also stood up slowly and cried, "How could they be so cruel? They burned down the house where we had lived for so long..."

Jiang Jing walked out of the house, looked at the furious person not far away, and said lightly.

"Burning is not necessarily a bad thing."

"Yeah, should I go and cry now?" Jiusu side-glanced at him, and they both smiled in relief.

Since this was the yard of the exiled prisoners, only the neighbors came with a few buckets of water to put out the fire, but the strength of just a few people was not enough. Jiusu hurried over, and the humid air was filled with the smell of smoke, which was really unpleasant.

She watched the familiar house collapse and her heart sank.

She took a deep breath and rushed inside, "Jiang Jing, Jiang Jing, are you in there?"

Passersby quickly pulled him back and advised: "With such a big fire, do you want to live?"

"Have you seen Jiang Nianyin and Jiang Jing?" Jiu Su grabbed her hand, tears streaming down his face, and asked anxiously.

No one saw it.

The housewife put down the wooden barrel, sat down on the ground, and said tiredly: "I don't see anyone. It's so late, everyone must be asleep. I'm afraid sister Nianyin has met with an accident..."