Kill the sadistic male protagonist and become the emperor

So the next day she took a strong horse to Ji Bujin's house. The horse was big and strong, even stronger than an adult, and was perfect for testing medicine.

But now so much time has passed and the horse has not moved at all. Perhaps this medicine is not a poison, or maybe it is really as Yao Xia said, this medicine can only work on poisonous insects.

But she still did not give up. If such a bottle of colorless, odorless, and untraceable ingredients could be used to get rid of Chen Gongzheng, it would be done without anyone knowing.

For a reserve murderer like her who has no experience in killing people, this is perfect.

She only used a quarter of it last time, and this time she plans to increase the dosage. If it still doesn't work after a month, she will have to find another method.

So she poured another quarter of the powder into the trough, but before she could stir it, the powder dissolved in the water and disappeared.

When Ren Baozhi was about to leave, Ji Pingyue tugged at her sleeve and whispered, "Big sister, come with me into the house."

Ren Baozhi found Ji Pingyue acting mysteriously like a little adult a little bit funny, but she followed him anyway.

Ji Pingyue brought her into the room and blocked all the gaps in the doors and windows with cloth strips.

Ren Baozhi suppressed her smile: "Xiaoji, what are you doing..."

Ji Pingyue made a hushed gesture to her and whispered to Ren Baozhi, "Big sister, keep your voice down."

"What on earth is going on?" Ren Baozhi felt a little uneasy.

"Sister, I suspect someone is watching you."

"What?!" Ren Baozhi felt frightened and almost couldn't control his voice.

"Sister, I just suspect it, I can't be sure."

Ren Baozhi asked, "How did you find out?"

"This is what I'm not sure about," Ji Pingyue frowned, his face cold, "Sister, you still remember that I found out you were following me before, right?"

Ren Baozhi nodded.

"Actually, you didn't make any noise," Ji Bujin said after a moment, as if trying to decide on his words. "I just had a strong intuition. I could feel your gazes behind me."

Ren Baozhi motioned for her to continue.

"Actually, I already had a vague feeling that I was being watched, but the gaze was so subtle that it was hard to detect."

"My eldest sister used to come to my house often, but I was afraid that my feelings were wrong, so I never said anything. But these days, I haven't seen my eldest sister, and the uncomfortable feeling has disappeared."

"But today," Ji Pingyue placed his hand on Ren Baozhi's arm, "Sister, I felt it again."

After Ji Pingyue finished speaking, he looked at Ren Baozhi intently, and Ren Baozhi felt his scalp tingling.

"When did you find out someone was watching me?"

"I've felt this way since I met you."

The hairs on Ren Baozhi's back stood up. At this moment, she thought of the modern gadgets she had taken out of the system before, such as the down quilt, the hot pack, and the telescope.

If what Ji Pingyue said is true, the secret of her system might have been known to others.

I was so careless!

However, if that person really saw these things that he had created out of thin air, things that could never appear in this era, why didn't he take action?

Or maybe Xiaoji's judgment was wrong?

Ren Baozhi's thoughts were a little confused. She didn't know if it was a psychological effect. Ever since Ji Pingyue told her that someone was following her, she actually felt that there was a pair of eyes behind her, peeping at her.

She hurried back to the princess's mansion, trying to shake off the gaze that was following her, but that gaze seemed to follow her like a shadow.

Who is he?

Even the princess's mansion is under her surveillance?

Ren Baozhi looked at the thread-bound book in her hand. This was the result of research by Yundu over the past few days. Now they have studied the craft of newspapers and books very thoroughly.

Are the appearance of these new objects fully visible to the people who are monitoring them?

She had originally planned to give the thread-bound book to Jiang Jingfeng as a gift to celebrate her new life, and also to apologize to Jiang Jingfeng for her inconsiderateness today.

Now she doesn't know whether she should send it or not.

She struggled for a long time, but finally decided to give the gift to Jiang Jingfeng. After all, this thread-bound book could be made in Wu Zhou. Gui Muxin could even make glass pieces. Compared with her, her thread-bound book was just like playing house.

If the person who was following me had any bad intentions towards me, he should have taken action long ago. However, he is still hiding in the dark and has not made any move. At least for now, he has no ill intentions towards me.

That's strange. What is the other party's intention in monitoring me?

That night, Jiang Jingfeng was writing something in the room when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Her heart skipped a beat, and the tip of her pen drew a streak of ink on the rice paper.

She didn't open the door immediately. When she heard the knock on the door three times, then a pause, and then two more times, she finally calmed down, put her pen in the pen wash, and got up to open the door.

The person outside the door was indeed a pregnant woman.

Ren Baozhi traveled under the stars and the moon, and said with a gentle smile: "Jingfeng, it's late at night. I hope I didn't disturb you."

"No," Jiang Jingfeng shook his head, "You came to see me with a hug, I like it very much."

"Then..." Ren Baozhi looked into the house and motioned her to let him in.

Jiang Jingfeng blinked, waiting for Ren Baozhi's next words.

Seeing the naive look of the person in front of her, Ren Baozhi had no choice but to finish her words: "Since Jingfeng likes it, why don't you invite me in to sit for a while?"

Jiang Jingfeng suddenly realized what was going on and quickly stepped aside to invite the person in. He apologized, "I was negligent. Baozhi, come in quickly."

In the princess's mansion, even the most remote guest rooms are brightly lit.

But Jiang Jingfeng always felt that there were too many candles and it was a bit extravagant. After all, these were things from the princess's mansion, and she didn't dare to use too many of them.

What's more, she is not used to overly bright environments.

Therefore, only two green lamps were lit.

The firelight flickered, shining on the paper on the desk. The ink marks were not dry yet, and it looked like it had just been written.

Ren Baozhi asked, "What did Jingfeng write?"

"It's all just random writing for fun," Jiang Jingfeng suddenly felt a little embarrassed, his face slightly red, "It's not worthy of being published in a formal setting."

Ren Baozhi chatted idly, "Can I take a look?"

Jiang Jingfeng was a little hesitant. Showing the unfinished manuscript to others made her feel an indescribable sense of shame.

However, the person who asked the question happened to be Ren Baozhi, which made her extremely confused.