Chapter 44 Assassination

In the bathroom, Jiang Shuyue pulled down the bolt and slipped into the space.

The sweet potato seedlings in the spiritual soil grew more than two feet long. She didn't know when the green potato seedlings would mature.

Walking into the thatched house, the brocade box with auspicious cloud border was placed on the table.

Without suspense, she opened the brocade box, and inside was a neat stack of silver notes, a full 20,000 taels of silver notes, which were exchanged by Guangtong Money House.

Guangtong Money House has shops throughout Wanling Country, and exchange is very convenient.

Jiang Shuyue closed the brocade box and fell into deep thought.

Things are moving in a good direction, and the day of returning to Beijing is just around the corner.

Jiang Shuyue picked up a charcoal pencil she made and wrote a plan.

"Mother."

Hearing Sui Sui's shout, she quickly threw down the charcoal pencil and slipped out of the space.

Jiang Shuyue quickly washed up and opened the door, and saw Qiuju and Sui Sui standing at the door.

"Miss, Sui Sui didn't let me help him take a bath." Qiuju said helplessly.

"Uncle Nangong said I'm an adult now, and there are differences between men and women. Mother, can I go to Shuisheng's room to take a bath?"

Jiang Shuyue couldn't help laughing. The little brat who dragged his mother to sleep every night actually said that there were differences between men and women.

But she understood that children like to play with other children.

She gently pinched the baby flesh on her son's face and chuckled, "Go, Shuisheng has to practice in the morning, don't play too late."

Looking at Sui Sui running away with his short legs, Qiu Ju smiled and asked, "Miss, when will the young master sleep in a separate bed?"

Qiu Ju secretly complained in her heart that the young lady would have to find a new son-in-law in the future, and Sui Sui couldn't always stick to the young lady.

"No hurry, it won't be too late to let him live alone when we return to the capital."

"Miss, can we go back to the capital?" Qiu Ju showed a touch of surprise on her face.

Then he quickly hung his head, "If the Jiang family sees us going back, I wonder if they will embarrass us."

After all, the Jiang family announced that their daughter died of a sudden illness, and the dead person appeared in front of everyone again, which would definitely arouse everyone's suspicion.

At that time, no matter how the Jiang family explained, people would criticize them.

Jiang Shuyue gently tapped Qiuju's forehead with her finger, "Silly girl, we are not vegetarians. Today, Princess Yannan gave me a reward of 20,000 taels, which is enough for us to buy as many people who can fight as we want in the capital."

Jiang Shuyue used to be disgusted with the buying and selling of slaves here.

Now that she has a son, she can't afford any mistakes. She has to have people she can use to feel at ease.

The only servants who can be used with confidence are those who have signed a death contract.

After Lin Miaoshou left, Shuisheng lived alone in the main house.

When Suisui went in, he saw a few locks in front of Shuisheng.

That was what Nangong Zeyue asked him to practice.

"Shengsheng, I want you to help me take a bath, okay?"

Facing the soft and cute little girl, how could Shuisheng refuse.

Shuisheng had just brought the hot water back when he heard footsteps.

"Shuisheng, how is your practice going?"

"Brother, I'll continue practicing after I help Suisui take a bath."

Nangong Zeyue came to the main house. In order not to disturb the people in the south and west wing rooms, he entered the hanging flower gate and walked through the middle of the garden.

Nangong Zeyue rolled up his sleeves and said as he walked to the bathroom: "The rivers and lakes are dangerous. High martial arts skills are an advantage. Qimen Dunjia is indispensable. Small tricks are often used. More skills are better."

It was the first time for Nangong Zeyue to bathe a child.

Suisui's little face was flushed after washing, and he slapped the water with his little hands from time to time.

The water splashed, and Suisui giggled.

Looking at the delicate child, Nangong Zeyue felt a little warm in his heart.

It would be great if Suisui was his son. This child is so rare.

"Suisui, do you want a father?"

He slipped out without thinking about it.

Sui Sui's obsidian eyes blinked.

"What do you need your father for?"

Nangong Zeyue: "..."

Why is this child's brain circuit different from when he was a child?

He has regarded his master as his father since he was a child, and sometimes he wishes that his master is his father.

But his master told him that his parents are someone else and asked him to find them himself.

Nangong Ze took Sui Sui out of the water and wiped the water droplets off his body with a cotton towel.

While putting on his pajamas on his little arms, he said: "Dad can do a lot of things, make money to buy delicious food for Sui Sui, and protect your mother."

Sui Sui curled his lips and disagreed with this statement.

"Mom can also make money, and Sui Sui can also protect Mom."

Nangong Zeyue: "..."

After putting on his pajamas, Sui Sui watched Shui Sheng fiddling with the lock.

Shui Sheng's comprehension is very good. Soon, Shui Sheng went from opening a lock in half a quarter of an hour to opening a lock in three or five breaths.

Nangong Zeyue saw that it was getting late, so he held Suisui's hand and said, "Uncle will take you to the garden."

The moonlight poured down, and the shadows of the leaves on the ground swayed slightly, like a moving ink painting.

Holding the soft little hand, the flowers exuded fragrance, and there were occasional crickets chirping in the grass.

Under the eaves, the lanterns swayed gently, and the warm light was particularly warm.

The window of the west wing was still lit.

He remembered a sentence, among the lights of thousands of houses, there is always a light reserved for you, this is the feeling of home.

Watching Suisui enter the west wing, Nangong Zeyue stared blankly at a beam of candlelight breaking out of the door, and then closing it again as the little figure entered.

A moment later, he stepped on his toes and left the garden in two jumps.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night. King Yannan returned to the mansion. He was assassinated on the way and returned to the mansion with injuries.

The lights in the palace were bright. It was already three o'clock in the morning when the palace doctor treated the wound on the prince's back.

Xiao Jingzhao sat in front of his father's bed, his handsome face was as cold as ice, and murderous intent was in his eyes.

Princess Yannan wiped her tears with a handkerchief in her hand, her voice choked, "Prince, we have never been hated by others. Who did this? Do you know?"

"We are in the light, and the enemy is in the dark. From now on, the errands outside will be handed over to the officials of the fiefdom. Kang'er finally found a doctor and is expected to recover. If you have any problems, I will not be able to survive."

The princess burst into tears.

King Yannan lay on his side on the couch, his face pale. He was strong-willed after many battles and did not look weak.

He said slowly, "All the people coming here are warriors. If it weren't for the fact that the people I brought with them were all skilled in martial arts, I alone would not be able to resist them."

"Don't cry, mother. Fortunately, father didn't hurt his internal organs. My elder and second sisters will be worried when they see your swollen eyes tomorrow. I know this."

Xiao Jingzhao said that father needed to rest, and after much persuasion, he finally persuaded mother to go back to the house to rest.

As soon as Xiao Jingzhao returned to the bed, King Yannan snorted and said, "There are not many people who keep assassins, and there are not many people who want my life. The man in the capital now sees Yannan as a fat piece of meat, and he wants to kill more than just me."

"Father, I understand, I have arranged the manpower. No matter how many assassins he sends, he will never return."

After a moment of silence, Xiao Jingzhao leaned over and looked at King Yannan, "Father, what do you think about the matter I mentioned? As long as you nod, I will succeed."

King Yannan closed his eyes slightly, thinking about his father's last words, and his heart was in a struggle.

Don't do it unless it is absolutely necessary.

He gritted his teeth and nodded slightly.