The subordinates look at the nose and nose, and the eight winds on their faces remain unmoved, "It's because the subordinates talk too much."

I secretly complained in my heart, don’t you care about it?

"Master, news came from the palace that Emperor Cangyu really did not make people investigate the affairs of the Ten Princess."

"As expected." Duan Rong was careless.

The subordinates carefully said, "When the queen sent the nanny to take action, our spy was around the whole process. In fact, we could find a way to save the ten princesses for one life."

Although the Lord wanted to completely destroy the Ten Princess, he did not plan to kill her life.

Duan Rong curled a strange smile at the corner of his lips, "Are you sorry?"

"I dare not. What I am. What I am meant is that the tenth princess will die!"

It’s not that I have no choice but to die. The Tenth Princess plans to use the palace banquet to harm Miss Ajiu! It’s still a very dirty method, and is preparing to send Miss Ajiu to her father’s bed!

Although this was just an arrangement for the Ten Princesses, they were killed by the Queen's men before they could take action.

But with this kind of thought, even if the queen doesn’t kill the ten princesses, the lord will make her life worse than death!

The subordinates said this not to regret that Princess Ten died, but that Princess Ten who had saved their lives would actually be more useful to them.

It will still be used in the future.

But now, if you die, you will die.

The confidant subordinate thought of another thing, "The master, there is another thing, the news from Dajing..."

"The forces of the Holy Church of the Western Regions and Emperor Dajing are secretly looking for Miss Ajiu. Should we stop them from discovering clues, or..."

Duan Rong narrowed his eyes and said lazily, "Don't interfere." He said lazily, "When Murong Jiu thinks they can find it, they will naturally find it."

"Yes, my subordinates understand."

After saying these things, the subordinate still gritted the bullet and said with concern, "Master, have you let Miss Ajiu live outside like this?"

Duan Rong narrowed his charming eyes slightly, and he smiled, "I think you are really too idle for a day."

"I'm talking too much."

But that's it, at midnight, Duan Rong, who came out to do business, flashed by and fell not far from the Prime Minister's Mansion.

In the darkness, Duan Rong glanced at the Prime Minister's Mansion.

He spoke quietly, "Little girl, I really won't reply." The extremely sexy voice was urged to strangle her to death.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Jiuer did not sleep well.

When he finally got into a state of confusion, a scene of a fire suddenly appeared in Jiuer's mind.

A man in a gorgeous black robe stood in the blazing fire.

He smiled, frivolous and unruly, free and conceited, and indifference to the three thousand worlds.

"Even if I, Murong Shuo, is my own business. Who are you?"

Jiuer tried hard to reach out and grab it, but she couldn't touch it at all.

Before he could recover from the man in black robe's annihilation in the fire, the scene turned into a red and joyful look in front of him. He was only ten years old and watched his parents get married with a smile.

The two-year-old Changsun and his mother, who was smiling as if they were holding the corner of the red dress, walked past her and Changsunqing with the stunning little ice face.

Very cute.

She was deliberately reaching out to try to scratch Changsunyu's itch, and always trying to tease this sister who had never said a word since she was born. The red color in front of her suddenly faded and turned into a covered in white.

The city walls are full of mourning banners.

My heart suffocated, and Jiuer suddenly woke up from her confused state and sat up suddenly.

In the darkness, Jiuer's eyes were wide open.

Apart from Wang Xiaojin's breathing, there was only his own ups and downs.

After a while, Jiuer pursed her lips and lay back.

The next day.

As soon as the Prime Minister's Mansion was a little louder, Jiuer opened her eyes again.

At this moment, Wang Xiaojin had just gotten out of bed with a slight effort.

Seeing that Jiuer sat up silently, Wang Xiaojin, who turned around, was shocked.

"Sister Ajiu, have I woken you up?"

Jiuer covered her mouth and yawned, shook her head.

"All the people in your Prime Minister's Mansion get up so early? What are you doing when you come and go?"

Wang Xiaojin didn't know either, she felt a little embarrassed, "Sister Ajiu, you haven't had enough sleep, so I'll go out and have a look. I... let them whisper a little."

Jiuer raised her eyebrows and choked to death with a smile, "Will they listen to what you said?"

Wang Xiaojin, “…”

Jiuer had already gotten out of bed quickly. When she passed by Wang Xiaojin, she also photographed her, "Hahahaha, it's so interesting to make you tease."

Of course, Wang Xiaojin would not be angry with Jiuer. Jiuer was the first and only person who would tease her without malice.

"Sister Ajiu, wait for me for a while, and I'll get you washing water."

Jiuer didn't stop him either.

Wang Xiaojin ran out quickly. Jiuer stood by the window and looked at the various flowers and trees blooming in the yard, and was slightly stunned.

What happened last night...

Could it be that Su Jingxing's life experience is inexplicably similar to his cheap master or adoptive father, that reminds her of the old story?

At this moment, Wang Xiaojin came back from fetching water, with a strange look.

Jiuer asked casually while washing up, "What's wrong, is there really something wrong with your Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Wang Xiaojin said blankly in disbelief, "I just heard someone say that the wedding date of the elder sister and Mr. Duan of the General's Mansion has been set!"

She swallowed, "Just half a month later! Early this morning, after my father announced the news, the entire Prime Minister's Mansion was in a mess."

Jiuer was a little surprised.

Even if we didn't say that something happened to the palace banquet yesterday, any courtier with a wink would postpone the marriage dates of the family's marriages as much as possible. After all, the emperor just died of his daughter.

Even if there is no such thing as a palace banquet, let alone the status of Prime Minister Wang and Duan's family in the General's Mansion, even if it is an ordinary small family, there is no way to get engaged and get married in half a month.

Even if it is a village woman who can't afford to eat in the mountains, she still needs a little bit of face, but she will have to prepare for three or two months...

"What did your father think?"

"I don't know either……"

Wang Xiaojin realized that he was at a loss.

Jiuer glanced at her, thought of the substitute that she heard last night, and lowered her voice, "Are you really going to substitute Wang Sisi?"

"Well, for the sake of the mother in the village, I have to do this. If I mess up or don't do it, my mother and I will have no place to live."

Jiuer tskated, "The Prime Minister's wife and Wang Sisi said that Cong was clear and smart, and that his brain was simple and he was really simple. Even if you have no problem here, the Prime Minister had no choice after the incident. Why didn't you think about whether to pursue the matter if you married?"

Wang Xiaojin thought of the "Duan Rong" he had met at the palace banquet. When he heard Jiuer say that, he was so nervous that he subconsciously bit his lips tightly.

Jiuer was speechless when she saw it.

"I'll just say it casually, oh, don't be afraid. Duan Rong is not that difficult to talk to. I'll ask you, do you want to marry Duan Rong from the bottom of your heart?"

Wang Xiaojin was silent for a while, "My mother said that as a woman, she is not qualified to choose what she likes or not..."

"Bad! Uh...I'm not talking about your mother. I'm saying that this concept is nonsense. If it's not someone you like, what's the point of getting married?"

"Anyway, just tell me if you are willing to marry Duan Rong."

Wang Xiaojin lowered his head, "Sister Ajiu, I have no choice."

He raised his head again and smiled at Jiuer, "I have long been enlightened and prepared. There is no free lunch in the world. This is the price I have to pay. Sister Ajiu, you don't have to worry about me."

"Even if Duan Rong is not easy to get along with, after I marry, I will be filial to my elders, serve him well, behave properly, and don't care about him. I think he should be willing to give me a bite of food..."

Jiuer really couldn't stand her in such a way that she was so angry. "Wang Xiaojin, be more sober. To let you and your mother live a good life, it's not just to obey the Prime Minister's wife and Wang Sisi."

"If you want, I can make the Prime Minister like only you two mothers and daughters. I will only pamper you, a daughter, and let your mother be the position of the Prime Minister's wife, it's okay."

"I know Sister Ajiu, you are very capable. You can use medicine and control my father's character, so that he can only like me, my daughter. But Sister Ajiu..."

Wang Xiaojin's eyes were wet, "I think my father really likes to care about my daughter. Even if he doesn't care, I don't want him to make things difficult for him. I don't want to use some methods to hurt him to make him not him. He..."

She blinked, turned her head and quietly wiped away her tears, "He is my father..."

Jiuer, who was about to speak, moved her lips, but she didn't say anything.

The sensitive Wang Xiaojin noticed her unusual silence and immediately became concerned, "Sister Ajiu, what's wrong with you?"

Jiuer narrowed her eyes, and her eyes were curling and smiling like a little crescent moon, almost completely unable to see her eyes.

"It's nothing, but I miss my dad a little."
Chapter completed!