The Prime Minister’s Wife Is The Richest Woman

She is the maid of the young lady, she will do whatever the young lady says.

As soon as Ji Mingshuang and Wanxiang left, only a few corpses were left in the side courtyard, and the two people who were facing each other across the door.

Xuezhu, who had endured for a long time in the dark, jumped out immediately with a broom, and wanted to sweep away the dirty things in the courtyard.

Wu Weian glanced at him: Go down.

Xuezhu snorted, and aggrievedly hugged the broom and stepped back.

Wu Weian was wearing pajamas, wrapped in a quilt, and seemed to wake up passively after falling asleep.

Of course, just looks.

He was very tall, wrapped in a quilt, and the corner of the quilt hung down at his calf and did not fall to the ground.

Wu Weian walked out of the room slowly, and gave a light bow to Ji Yunxi: The three girls are really on time.

Ji Yunxi slightly tilted her chin towards him: You're welcome.

Wu Weian's half-smiling gaze fell on her face, and found that she was not at all afraid when she saw the dead in this place.

He squatted down, rummaging through the corpses one by one, and asked, Someone wants me to die, do you know why the three girls?

Ji Yunxi followed, stood aside, looked down at him, and said, Someone doesn't want me to marry.

Oh, why?

Ji Yunxi was in a hurry to get married, and she didn't hide it at all.

According to her temperament, in such a hurry, there must be something behind it that Wu Weian doesn't know.

Ji Yunxi was quiet for a moment, and did not hide it from him: Ten days later, on the third day of the twelfth lunar month, the Taishi Bureau will be watching the star statue.

It is advisable to open branches and loose leaves, so the draft will proceed as usual.

Wu Weian was a little surprised. After tasting it for a moment, he smiled and said with admiration, This game of chess is not bad.

Indeed, it took three years to set up chess.

If it weren't for her to wear books and have golden fingers, I'm afraid she would know the way.

Wu Weian asked again: How did the three girls know?

Looking at what the rest of the Ji family did, it seemed that she was the only one who knew.

Ji Yunxi watched him turn the body over, moved his footsteps, avoided him, and asked instead, How did the son know that someone was assassinated tonight?

Wu Weian chuckled softly and stopped talking.

Both have secrets and tacit understanding.

Ji Yunxi looked at the corpse in this courtyard and asked him, So what do you think?

Wu Weian went up and down to dig out the pockets of the corpse.

It's just a pity that these killers have nothing of value on their bodies.

But he still took out every pocket seriously, and took time to answer while taking out: I should only get married, and whether I can get married in the end is uncountable.

Ji Yunxi's eyebrows didn't move, and she replied with one word: Okay.

Wu Weian said again: I will not participate in the court affairs for the time being. I will first prepare for the next year's chūn 闱.

This is the best way, Ji Yunxi nodded: It's good.

Wu Weian sighed and accepted it without knowing it: The Wu family is short of money.

Ji Yunxi: Don't worry.

These two simple words have a strange soothing effect.

Wu Weian felt that the heart that had been worrying about money all day was instantly settled: Okay, I will ask my father to come to propose marriage.

This was the result Ji Yunxi had been waiting for for several days.

But when she got it, her heart didn't waver.

Ji Yunxi gently blessed him with no sorrow or joy: Thank you An Lang.

Wu Weian took out a piece of paper from the pocket of the man in black, with a sincere smile and affectionate expressions: Mother Yun is polite.

Using the moonlight, he smoothed the piece of paper a little bit.

Above is his portrait, and a few small words written in the lower right corner——

'Wu family, Wu Weian'

Wu Weian took a few glances, stood up, and handed it to Ji Yunxi: Look, are you familiar with this handwriting?

Ji Yunxi took it, only glanced at it, and pursed her lips.

Wu Weian returned the corpses to their original state and looked at her expression: Whose is it?

Ji Yunxi lowered her eyebrows: My seventh brother.

In fact, when the playboy children made some small gestures to Wu Weian in the name of her seventh brother, she knew that someone was uneasy and kind.

But when she saw this piece of paper with very familiar handwriting and drawings, she completely understood.

All the small fights ahead are for tonight.

The people behind bought the killer, killed Wu Weian, and left such a piece of paper on the killer, pointing the finger at Ji Mingshuang.

In order to prevent his sister from marrying, Ji Mingshuang asked someone to kill Wu Weian. The reasons were reasonable and the evidence was conclusive.

If Wu Weian really died tonight.

Then, Ji Yunxi is afraid that he will not be able to escape the fate of entering the palace, and Ji Mingshuang will also be imprisoned.

With the attitude of the Ji family towards their relatives, the Ji family will definitely try their best to get people.

And the person hiding behind might be able to use Ji Mingshuang as bait to bite a few more Ji family members down.

Linked to each other, it is heartbreaking.

Ji Yunxi twitched the corners of his lips, with a bit of irony in his eyes, but did not speak.

Wu Weian asked, Can you guess who it is?

Ji Yunxi shredded the piece of paper a little: I do have a choice in my heart.

Wu Weian hummed: Say.

Ji Yunxi was not polite: Yang Weitian.

Wu Weian suddenly turned to look at her

.

Don't speak, just watch.

Ji Yunxi looked up at him and asked silently, ?