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"The truth you're telling is that you saw me kill the Minister of War's son, or that you saw me being kidnapped by an assassin?"

Jiang Wansang sneered, "Or do you have evidence to prove that I was involved in all this?"

"I……"

Jiang Zihan's expression froze, and the words that were about to come out of his mouth suddenly stopped.

She really had no evidence, but what she said was what everyone was thinking.

Seeing her speechless, Jiang Wansang slowly walked over and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Jiang Zihan, that cup of tea I drank at the banquet was originally yours, right?"

Jiang Zihan's face changed and he subconsciously took half a step back.

She was good at pharmacology and noticed that something had been added to the tea the moment she picked it up, but she didn't know who had added it.

In order not to alert the enemy, she exchanged cups with Jiang Wansang beside her. After all, she had attended palace banquets in her place for so many years. If encountering emergencies, she would definitely be better at handling them than herself, who grew up in the underworld.

As if he felt that he was right, Jiang Zihan's guilty feeling disappeared in an instant before it even had time to rise.

She stiffened her neck and snorted coldly, "I'm a child of the Jianghu, free and easy by nature. I don't understand your schemes and tricks, and I don't want to get involved in these dirty tricks."

Hearing this, Jiang Wansang burst out laughing. "No way, no way! You dare to convict someone without any evidence? Do you think you're a master at solving cases? Why don't you go talk to the Dali Temple and ask him to give you the seat?"

Jiang Zihan felt a lump in his throat and opened his mouth several times without thinking of how to answer.

Seeing her frustrated look, Jiang Wansang felt very happy.

She admired him for a moment, then pointed to Zhou Zhi, who had been standing next to her, and asked, "Do you know this person?"

Only then did everyone notice that there was a man standing in the corner like a transparent person. After a moment of silence, they suddenly reacted.

"Isn't this Guard Zhou who is beside the Imperial Master?"

"Guard Zhou has always been inseparable from the Imperial Master. Could it be that the Imperial Master is here too?"

Everyone subconsciously looked around, but didn't see the person they remembered. Some were disappointed, while others were relieved.

Zhou Zhi was originally a secret guard, and even though he later appeared in public to protect Pei Zhanzhou, he was still a not very noticeable presence.

This was the first time he was stared at by so many people, all of them women, and he suddenly felt like he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet.

It was Jiang Wansang who came to his rescue. "After I left the banquet, I was strolling in the Imperial Gardens when I ran into the Imperial Master. I followed him to Huilu Pavilion and we've been chatting ever since."

"As for the assassin and the minister's son you mentioned, I just heard about them. How could you pin such a huge blame on me? Why don't you go ask Master Pei to see if I'm lying?"

"Oh, what a misunderstanding. Miss Jiang doesn't look like that at first glance."

"Yes, yes, it's all a misunderstanding. I'm suddenly thirsty. You guys chat while I go get some tea."

"I think I'm thirsty too. I'll join you!"

Everyone quickly found excuses to disperse.

Since it involves the Grand Master, they wouldn't dare to say anything even if they had ten times the courage.

What's more, the personal guards of the Imperial Master are all here. If they don't say anything to refute, isn't that equivalent to their consent?

Seeing this scene, Jiang Wansang was shocked.

She moved closer to Zhou Zhi and said, "If I had known your master's name was so useful, I wouldn't have said so much to them just now."

Zhou Zhi's temples throbbed, "..."

Soon, the group of people dispersed, leaving Jiang Zihan standing there with a sullen look on his face.

She glanced at Zhou Zhi, who had remained silent throughout, and sneered at Jiang Wansang, "I never thought you could curry favor with the Imperial Preceptor."

Jiang Wansang shrugged, "I didn't expect that either."

This was the truth, but to Jiang Zihan it sounded like she was deliberately showing off.

Her face was tense, and she suddenly turned to look at Zhou Zhi, "Was she really with the Imperial Master just now?"

The smile on Jiang Wansang's face faded a little.

The only person in this world who dares to question Master Nan Su is probably Jiang Zihan.

Everyone in the world knows that Imperial Master Nan Su is aloof and indifferent, and is also very cold towards the emperor. The only thing he is kind to is the second young lady who has just been found by the Jiang family.

This may be the halo of the heroine, even the most powerful villain cannot escape it.

Zhou Zhi's temperament was like his master's, and he looked indifferent from beginning to end.

Hearing Jiang Zihan's words, he bowed and saluted, "Master's affairs are not for a subordinate to inquire about."

Jiang Zihan was somewhat dissatisfied with his evasive answer, but she did not dare to ask about the affairs of the Imperial Master.

She glared at Jiang Wansang fiercely, "You'd better behave yourself from now on, or you won't be so lucky next time."

Jiang Wansang raised the corners of her eyebrows slightly.

Threaten her?

Jiang Wansang's lips slowly curled up into an icy arc.

She hates being threatened the most.

An invisible gust of wind rose out of nowhere and headed straight for Jiang Zihan's knees.

Not fatal, but enough to make her fall flat on her face.

Jiang Wansang was full of confidence, but suddenly froze the next moment.

The wind that was blowing towards Jiang Zihan at a very fast speed suddenly stopped moving forward when it was about to approach her.

It was as if there was some invisible barrier that blocked all attacks.

Jiang Wansang's mind focused and he suddenly had an absurd guess.

"Jiang Zihan!"

Jiang Wansang suddenly spoke, and the moment the latter turned her head, he mobilized his supernatural power again, creating two sharp wind blades and swung them towards her face.

"Shhhh-"

A subtle sound of breaking through the air was accompanied by a wind blade, which flew past at a speed that no one could see.

This time, there was nothing to block it, but the moment the wind blade approached, it seemed to be dissipated by some invisible force, turning into a breeze that blew up Jiang Zihan's hair.

The breeze blows on my face, as gentle as a lover's whisper.

Jiang Wansang's face darkened.

This girl of destiny cannot be killed?

Haha, Jiang Wansang really doesn’t believe this!

Jiang Zihan frowned slightly, "What do you want me to do?"

Jiang Wansang let out a soft laugh. "Nothing. The palace banquet is over, let's go together!"

*

The imperial palace was an important place. Except for those who had imperial decrees or high-ranking officials who could bring their servants into the palace, other servants could only wait outside the palace with carriages.

The Jiang family’s carriage wasn’t big, but it wouldn’t bring shame to the Prime Minister’s Mansion.

Just to show the good relationship between the two daughters of the Jiang family, only one carriage was arranged today, so even if Jiang Zihan was unwilling to travel with Jiang Wansang, she had to get on the carriage, unless she wanted to walk back by herself.

On the way back, Jiang Zihan closed her eyes and said nothing, but she didn't know that Jiang Wansang had secretly "killed" her several times.