Jiang Ci immediately lowered his head and looked at himself, then raised his eyes to glance at the environment in the room, feeling secretly relieved.

Fortunately, it was just a nightmare, and fortunately he was back, but when he recalled the scene in the dream just now, it felt extremely real, and even now he felt a dull pain in his chest.

Feeling a layer of cold sweat break out on his body, Jiang Ci shouted towards the door.

"Somebody come!"

Wu Ming, who was on duty outside the door, immediately opened the door and walked in.

"Master is awake."

Jiang Ci glanced out the window: "What time is it?"

"Yinshi, it's still dark outside."

Jiang Ci tugged on his collar, and the cold wind poured into his body through the collar, quickly drying up a thin layer of sweat and making him sober.

"Give me a cup of tea."

Wu Ming immediately walked to the table, picked up the teapot and said, "The water in the teapot has become cold. I will make another pot for you."

Jiang Ci stopped him: "No, just herbal tea."

Wu Ming respectfully handed the herbal tea to Jiang Ci, who lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

"Where's Huan Ying?"

"Brother Huanying went out to do some business, but he hasn't come back yet."

Jiang Ci drank a cup of herbal tea, put on a robe, stood up and walked to the window, taking a deep look at the dark night sky outside.

He had never had such a real dream, and his childhood memories were already a little blurry. He couldn't even remember the eunuch's appearance, but in this dream, he had that person's appearance deeply imprinted in his mind. Even after waking up from the nightmare, the ferocious face was still clear.

"When he comes back, let him come to see me."

"Yes!"

-

An hour later, the sky became bright.

Jiang Ci was neatly dressed and sitting in the study.

Huanying hurried back in a hurry, and when she learned that Jiang Ci had been waiting for him, she went straight to the study without even taking a sip of hot tea.

"Sir, Su Ji and Jiang Qiuchi have been found. They are now hiding in a village outside Suizhou City. Su Ji is seriously injured and may not be able to return to the capital for a while."

Jiang Ci thought for a moment: "Continue to protect them secretly, and make sure Jiang Qiuchi returns to the capital alive."

"Yes!"

"How is the situation with your master?"

Huanying replied: "Everything is going well for the master in Gucheng. The entire Yanshan Mountain has been purchased through Li Shoujing a few days ago. As for the people at the foot of the Yanshan Mountain, the master has paid a resettlement fee of one hundred taels per family. , and promised to settle them in a village thirty miles away from Yanshan, and they agreed almost immediately."

Building a new house with five rooms in the countryside only costs thirty or forty taels at most. The remaining sixty or so taels is a huge sum of money for villagers who rely on farming to support their families. As long as they are not stupid, they will happily agree.

"Is there anything unusual at Tuoba Jue's side these past two days?"

"I haven't seen any movement from them yet. None of them have left the village in the past few days. My subordinates think this is quite strange. They don't go back to Rongdi, and they don't make any other movements outside Xinyang Mansion. They stay here all the time. What’s the purpose?”

Jiang Ci held his forehead with one hand, lowered his phoenix eyes and was silent for a while.

"Have you heard anyone playing the flute outside in the past few days?"

Huan Ying shook her head: "Flute sound? I have never heard any flute sound before."

Jiang Ci:......

He raised his head and looked at Wu Ming aside: "What about you?"

Wu Ming raised his head and looked at Jiang Ci: "I have never heard the sound of the flute."

His cold eyes swept across their faces, Jiang Ci pursed his lips and didn't speak for a while.

He had heard the sound of the flute for three days in a row, and every time he heard it he felt uneasy.

Why didn't anyone else hear it?

Jiang Ci picked up a letter that had been prepared in advance: "Send someone to secretly deliver this letter to Liu Bin. In addition, pack it up and we will go down the mountain immediately."

"Yes!"

-

After Liu Bin had breakfast, he went to visit Ye Lanxuan in person.

After several days of nursing care, Ye Lanxuan's injuries have improved a lot. The whip wounds have left several deep scars. The doctor said that they cannot be removed. Every time Ye Lanxuan sees the whip wounds on his body, he wants to kill the assassin thousands of times. I would be willing to be cut into pieces with a knife.

"I see you, Your Highness, Third Highness."

Ye Lanxuan leaned half of his body on the pillow at the head of the bed, with a slightly sick look on his face. He looked at Liu Bin coldly.

"It's been a few days. Have you found out the whereabouts of those assassins?"

Liu Bin lowered his head slightly and said with a look of remorse: "The assassin seems to have been prepared for it. In the past few days, Xianguan sent thousands of elite soldiers to search together with more than a hundred government officials from Xinyang Mansion, and almost turned the entire Xinyang Mansion over. Everything turned upside down, but there is still no trace of those assassins, and I suspect that they fled Xinyang Mansion on the day the assassination failed."

After hearing Liu Bin's words, Ye Lanxuan snorted secretly in his heart.

Is it really impossible to search, or do you not want to search? This Liu Bin is really an old fox.

"Rumors have been spreading in Xinyang Mansion these days. Has the Marquis heard about it?"

"The rumors in the market cannot be taken seriously."

"Which rumors do Marquis Yongding think are false? Is it that my seventh brother whose whereabouts are unknown wants to assassinate me, or is it that Miss Liu and my seventh brother have made a marriage contract, and the two of them are already secretly married at this time?"

Liu Bin's face suddenly darkened, and he raised his head and stared at Ye Lanxuan with burning eyes.

"Your Highness, please be careful! The official failed to find out the whereabouts of the assassin. It is true that the former empress and her wife had agreed to marry the two families back then. However, the whereabouts of His Highness the Seventh Highness were unknown later. Over time, the official also forgot about this. Recently, for some reason, Xinyang Mansion has brought up the old matter again. This matter has never occurred to His Highness, but Yue'er and His Highness Seventh have never met, so how can they talk about a secret marriage?"

Ye Lanxuan sneered: "But on the way to Xinyang Mansion, I heard that Miss Liu and my seventh brother were with each other all the way, and they have a very close relationship."

"These rumors are obviously deliberately framed. I believe that His Highness, a clear, wise, wise and powerful person, will definitely not be deceived by those young people hiding in the dark."

Ye Lanxuan's eyes were filled with coldness, who was lying?

Rumors about him and that little bastard falling in love with Liu Hanyue have been spreading all over the city in recent days. If Liu Bin deliberately let the news out, then it was clear that he wanted to refuse the marriage.

If the little bastard sent someone to spread the news, his purpose was obviously to drive a wedge between him and Liu Bin, thereby forcing Liu Bin to make a choice.

It seems that what the mother said is right. Although this little bastard grew up in the countryside and did not receive the influence of the royal family or the teachings of the Confucian scholars, he is not a fool with no ideas and no good qualities. Otherwise, the killers sent by the mother over the years Nor would he disappear soon after entering Nanwei Mansion.

This person has to be guarded against.

"Liu Bin, please tell me the truth. Who do you choose between me and my seventh brother?"

Liu Bin's pupils shrank slightly and his eyes rolled twice quickly.

"I am your Majesty's minister, and I should obey your Majesty's arrangements in everything."

After hearing Liu Bin's words, Ye Lanxuan sneered secretly in his heart.

It is true that Master Duanshui is not easily offended by both parties.

"Forget it, let my father decide on this matter."

His father had always doted on him, and the person who least wanted Lao Qi to continue to live in the world was his father. If Lao Qi could return to Bianjing alive this time, the only thing waiting for him would be death.

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