The place where the carriage stopped was Wu's house in Xinchangfang.
On winter nights, there is no one on the street, only the cold wind is lingering.
Lanterns hung in front of every nearby door, dimly lit, illuminating everything around them slightly.
In front of Wu's house, the door was closed, and there were no lanterns, falling into complete darkness.
A gust of cold wind swept past again, blowing Ji Yunxi's long hair.
She wrapped her clothes tightly, covered the heater, and when she spoke, the white mist steamed up in the dim light.
Ji Yunxi lied casually: "The eldest son fell into the water two days ago, and I can't rest assured. This meeting just happened to pass, so I want to take a look first, and then go to work after seeing it."
Ji Mingshuang glanced at Ji Yunxi's face.
Her beautiful face was expressionless, very calm, and her tone was the same as usual.
She didn't see any concern at all.
But she said that she was very worried.
There is a strange contradiction.
Ji Mingshuang: "Sometimes I really don't understand, do you really like that Wu Weian? Do you like that Yang Weitian?"
Ji Yunxi nodded: "Recently, I really like Young Master Wu."
As for that Yang Weitian, from the moment he broke off the engagement, who he was has nothing to do with her.
The door was locked, and the two could not get in.
After knocking on the door for a while, no one came to open it.
Ji Ming leaned his arms around his chest and leaned on the side, the old god was there: "What do you see me doing?"
"Seventh brother." Ji Yunxi said helplessly, "Help me."
"No." Ji Mingshuang held a leaf that he didn't know where it came from, "You come to see your lover, and you expect your brother to help break the door?"
Ji Yunxi didn't speak any more, just looked at Ji Mingshuang with those eyes without blinking.
Ji Mingshuang ignored it.
But after a while, he surrendered: "It's alright, can I pry it?"
Ji Yunxi smiled and raised her eyebrows: "Xie Qixiong."
Ji Mingshuang walked over, raised and pushed his hand slightly, and the heavy door was opened with a creak.
Some small movements that were originally isolated by the door and the night came instantly.
It was the sound of swords colliding.
Ji Ming, who had a nonchalant expression on his face, looked at Ji Yunxi with a condensed expression.
Without any hesitation, the two walked towards the direction of the voice together.
As soon as he arrived at the side courtyard, he found seven or eight men in black with swords surrounding Wu Weian's door.
At the door, Wanxiang stood guarding, her face was as cold as ice, and she would not retreat.
Behind, Wu Weian shrank there with a pale face, and the whole person shivered.
Seeing the two people who suddenly appeared in the courtyard, the men in black looked at each other and accelerated their offensive.
Wanxiang took the tricks, but it was already a little difficult.
Ji Mingshuang subconsciously put his sister behind him and asked, "Why is Wanxiang here?"
Ji Yunxi didn't seem to have expected to see this scene, her face paled slightly: "I was afraid that the children of the aristocratic family would come to embarrass him, so I asked Wanxiang to protect him. I didn't expect, seventh brother, what do these people want to do?"
Ji Mingshuang didn't come forward immediately, but carefully observed the moves of those people: "It's a killer. Ji San, you should be careful to hide."
"I know, seventh brother, don't worry." Ji Yunxi took a few steps back and found a bush to cover herself.
When Ji Mingshuang saw this, he pulled out the soft sword from his waist, and the frost-like silver flashed in the night, and he appeared behind the man in black, in harmony with Wanxiang.
Ji Mingshuang has traveled all over the world since he was a child, fighting alone, and encountered many opportunities along the way, and he has cultivated a good martial arts.
And Wanxiang is not bad. On weekdays, Ji Mingshuang will even discuss with Wanxiang and give some tips to Wanxiang.
For a while, the two gained the upper hand, forcing the men in black to retreat.
People in black are even more ruthless, and every move will kill people.
When Ji Mingshuang saw this, he no longer cared too much, and there was murder in his sword.
The sword has no eyes, and it didn't take long for several corpses to fall in the courtyard.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the two men in black flashed and fled.
Ji Mingshuang let Wanxiang stay, and immediately chased after him.
He really couldn't think of how a small Wu family could provoke so many killers.
Unless they do something with the Wu family, it has something to do with his Ji family.
Then he, Ji Mingshuang, can't ignore it!
As soon as Ji Mingshuang left, Ji Yunxi walked out.
Wanxiang immediately came forward to confirm her safety: "Miss."
Ji Yunxi shook her head: "I'm fine."
She looked at the direction that Seventh Brother was leaving. Although she knew that the problem was not big, she was still worried, "Follow me."
"But—" Wanxiang hesitated for a moment, then immediately clasped her fists at Shang Ji Yunxi's eyes and followed.
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 dirt in the side yard.
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 you 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 carefully took out every pocket, and took the time to reply: "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 have to prepare for the spring festival next year."
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, "?"
Wu Weian smiled: "So you are such a picky husband."
"No?" Ji Yunxi raised an eyebrow.
"Of course." Wu Weian looked at the moon above his head, "but I'm better than him."
Ji Yunxi was noncommittal.
She crumpled the torn paper and tried to find a place to burn it. But as soon as I thought about it, I remembered the conditions of the Wu family. I was afraid that the charcoal would not be able to burn, and there was no place to burn it at the moment.
But the people from the Punishment Department and Dali Temple will definitely come over, and Ji Yunxi is not at ease if the note is not completely resolved right now.
Wu Weian saw her in a dilemma and reached out his hand: "Give it to me."
The hand in front of him is extremely beautiful, slender and well-proportioned.
Ji Yunxi stared at it a few more times and put the paper ball on it.
Wu Weian squeezed it casually and threw it into the air.
A ghost flashed, and the paper ball was intercepted by Snow Bamboo.
Wu Weian turned to ask her, and decided to give her a gift: "Do you have words or paintings written by Yang Weitian?"
Ji Yunxi raised her eyebrows: "Can you imitate?"
"I have learned it." Wu Weian said concisely, paused, and said, "But if you don't have it on your body, it's too late..."
"Oh, I have." Ji Yunxi narrowed her eyebrows and took out a purse from her arms, and then took out a piece of paper from the purse.
This was the letter that Yang Weitian replied to her before, and she kept it, thinking that she might be able to use it in the future.
Wu Weian took it, took a deep look at her, did not delay, and walked back to the room lightly.
Soon, he took out a piece of paper, and the drawings and words on it were exactly the same as the previous one.
However, the handwriting and drawings have changed.
As soon as Wu Weian put the paper back, people from the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple arrived.
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