"Grandmother, is Nan'er really destined to bring disaster and will affect the people around her?"

Xia Nan choked up and buried his head in Ji's arms. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Years of repression have all the sourness of the previous life, as if melted into this embrace.

Ji Shi didn't say anything, and stroked Xia Nan's back with his hand.

After crying in Ji's arms for a long time, Xia Nan gradually stopped his emotions.

Ji didn't speak, she was just by her side, and she felt very relieved.

After she gradually calmed down, Ji took her hand and walked to the Nan Lihua table, and the two sat opposite each other.

Ji's slightly rough but soft hand gently wiped away Xia Nan's tears, his eyes full of distress.

"Sister Nan is here with grandmother, cry if you want to, don't cry in front of outsiders, our Sister Nan, but if you want to be strong, you can't let people look down on you."

Xia Nan cried a lot, vented her feelings, and got much better.

Her eyes were red, which made Ji full of distress, "My Sister Nan has never been a troublemaker, don't care about the rumors outside, everything will be fine, with my grandmother here, others don't want to hurt you, if anyone dares to touch my Sister Nan, first step over my old bones." ”

The sourness in Xia Nan's eyes surged up again in an instant.

She always knew that Ji loved her deeply and hurt her bones.

In the previous life, the Hou Mansion was full of beheadings, and Ji's eyes were red, looking at her at the other end of the fire, and he wanted to protect her.

It's all that time, and I still think about her.

The grandmother she loved most of her life.

"Mr. Tong's matter, grandmother knows, it's a pity that he is gone, but Sister Nan, you can't just fall down, without Mr. Tong's help by your side, don't you still have a grandmother? Grandmother will send someone to investigate this matter, and what you have to do now is to settle yourself and don't worry about grandmother. ”

Xia Nan nodded silently, and when she thought of Mr. Tong, Xia Nan remembered what Ah Heng said.

He said that Mr. Tong died because of her, because of the brocade box she brought back.

What about the brocade box?

The land of Huainan had been taken care of by the Ji family before, and she might know something.

But Mr. Tong's death involved the Jiang family and King Ming, if this matter really involved something, she was afraid that it would affect the Xiaweihou Mansion.

But if you don't say it, will Mr. Tong lose his life in vain?

After hesitating, Xia Nan still spoke.

"Grandmother, I went to Huainan earlier, but I found a brocade box in the field over there."

As she spoke, she took out the brocade box.

After returning from Huainan, she put the brocade box away, and it has always been the original appearance.

The brocade box is rusty, you can't see any color patterns, and the brocade box is locked and difficult to open.

"This brocade box?"

Ji didn't know, so Xia Nan told Ji about Ah Heng's words in 1510.

After listening to this, Ji couldn't help but ponder.

When it comes to the royal family, it's a lot more complicated.

"Sister Nan, you did the right thing, you should tell your grandmother about this matter."

Xia Nan nodded.

Ji Shi looked at this brocade box with a deep gaze.

"King Ming wants this brocade box so much, there must be some secret hidden in it that makes him so crazy."

Xia Nan already knew about this matter.

"Sister Nan, I learned that you have a brocade box, except for Mr. Tong, the Jiang family, and King Ming, who else?"

When Ji asked about this, Xia Nan couldn't help but ponder, and Yan Jue's eyebrows appeared in front of him.

"I think Lord Yan should know."

"Lord Yan?"

Xia Nan nodded slowly, "Well, Shaoqing of Dali Temple, Lord Yan." ”

Ji Shi understood, "Yan Jue, this kid has a good character and can be trusted. ”

After she finished speaking, her eyes fell on the brocade box.

"Sister Nan, if you trust your grandmother, you will hand over the box to your grandmother for safekeeping, there are too many things involved, and you are still too young."

thought that Xia Nan would be willing, but she shook her head.

This thing is a bane, how can she let Ji bear the trouble for her?

"Grandmother, since King Ming knows that this thing is already on me, he is already eyeing me, if I put it to you again, Nan'er is afraid that it will affect you, don't worry, Nan'er has the eldest princess and the master to protect him, King Ming, if he wants to move me, he should be a little afraid."

Hearing this, Ji frowned and was silent for a long time.

"That piece of land was originally your mother's dowry, and this brocade box should also belong to your grandmother, and now it's in your hands, it's right, since you are so insistent, grandmother won't force you, but my sister Nan rest assured, even if King Ming stretches out his hand to cover the sky, he can't reach out to Xiaweihou's mansion, if you want to do it to you, you have to see if I agree!"

Ji Shi said resolutely, his eyes were full of distress for Xia Nan.

"You have stayed in the mansion these days, and Mr. Tong's affairs will be resolved by grandmother, so you don't have to worry. Also, these **** can find a day, officially apprentice, Mrs. Xun is a legend, you worship her as a teacher, grandmother is very pleased. ”

Xia Nan nodded, Master, she will find time to formally apprentice, but she will still investigate Mr. Tong's matter.

After Ji left, Xia Nan looked at the brocade box and pondered.

She summoned Baoyue, along with some axes, hammers and other tools.

Baoyue was puzzled, but saw her eyes slightly red, staring at the brocade box fiercely.

She knew about the box, and when the farmer came with the brocade box, she still wondered.

"Sister, what are you?"

"Unlock the lock."

"Don't you find a locksmith to pick a lock?"

Baoyue asked subconsciously, but Xia Nan didn't hear it, picked up a handful of scissors, and still got it.

The brocade box has been buried in the ground for several years, and although it has been cleaned up, there is always sediment in the cracks.

Seeing that Xia Nan was so difficult to unlock, Baoyue raised an axe.

"Sister, let me come!"

Xia Nan dodged away, and Huyue split it with an axe, making a sound of metal striking.

With a hard bang, the maid in the yard was not lightly struck.

Pian Ruo ran up and asked, Xia Nan only said two words coldly, "Get out." ”

The strength of hugging the moon is great, and the strength of an axe is as great as Luo, but the brocade box is safe and sound, not to mention that the whole box is opened, there is not even a trace of cracks.

Baoyue looked at Xia Nan aggrievedly, it was really not that she was not strong.

Xia Nan didn't give up, personally grabbed the axe in Baoyue's hand, and continued to chop.

The box is still unharmed.

How so?

Rao had exhausted all means, and there were no cracks on the box except for a little iron filing.

How did such a terrible and solid box appear, and what was inside, so that King Ming was so interested in it, he had to get it?

An inexplicable fear surged in Xia Nan's heart.

This box can't be kept.

She was about to dispose of the box, but she stopped moving.

The box is her only bargaining chip right now.

She can't be lost.

==

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the heavy clouds cover the moon, making it impossible to find a little light.

Listening to the sound of the wind in Zhuxuan, Jiang Xian lay on the bed, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

Today's events have been swirling in his mind, lingering.

He didn't know who the man named Mr. Tong was, and who was the man in a gray shirt who seemed to be paying tribute to the dead? Why do you angrily shout at Sister A, saying that she is the executioner?

It's really ridiculous, although he has only known Sister A for two days, but her image in his heart is already indestructible, there must be something wrong with it.

Unable to sleep, Jiang Xian simply got up.

changed his clothes, didn't call the little maid, and went out of the yard.

Now that he is a child, the mother-in-law guarding the door in the yard is sleepy and is napping.

Suddenly several dark shadows burst out of the night.

The black shadows were all in a sturdy posture, silently stepping on the roof, as if looking for something.

Suddenly, several dark shadows suddenly moved, one made a gesture, and the rest walked towards a courtyard.

Xia Nan opened her eyes suddenly, and a pair of bright eyes looked particularly dazzling in the dark night.

There are people on the roof.

She slowly got up and held the thin-mouthed vase on the openwork carved cabinet tightly in the palm of her hand.

Years of life in Ningxiang caused her to sleep lightly, but now everything makes her even more frightened.

Who must put her to death, not only sent someone to assassinate her, but now he is directly killed in the Hou Mansion.

A thin layer of sweat broke out of her palms, and her eyes were fixed on the window, which was about to come in through her room, and now there was only the window.

Today's vigil maid is holding the moon, sleeping outside the pavilion, she sleeps deeply, and now she doesn't know at all.

The footsteps of the roof suddenly became louder, as if suddenly several pairs of feet were stepping on it.

Xia Nan's heart sank suddenly, could it be that there were a few more?

But to her surprise, the people on the roof did not break in, but the sound became more and more obvious, and she became more and more confused.

She went back to the bed and hid the vase in the quilt, just in case.

Suddenly, the originally closed window was suddenly broken in, and a cold breath immediately came in, every organ in Xia Nan's body was trembling, she tensed her nerves, and was about to smash a vase as soon as the assassin came, but after waiting for a long time, she only heard a muffled snort.

She secretly opened the corner of her eyes, only to see two figures intertwined and fighting together.

One of the figures was even more familiar to her when she looked at it.

Suddenly, the shadow seemed to be unable to withstand the attack of the other person, and suddenly turned and rushed towards her.

But before he could get close, another figure struck him in the back.

The man walked in, in the dark, Xia Nan couldn't recognize his appearance, she was about to get up, but she saw another person jumping in the window at some point, holding a long sword, stabbing straight at the person's back.

"Be careful!"

Xia Nan exclaimed in surprise and immediately got up, the man's figure was agile and dodged the black shadow's fatal blow, but the long sword slashed straight across his arm.

The smell of blood intensified in the darkness.

The man seemed to be completely oblivious to the wound on his hand, and his movements were neat, and the finger of his sword was out, and the assassin was captured.

"Come over the rope."

As soon as the low hoarse voice came out, Xia Nan was stunned.

There was no rope, Xia Nan grabbed the brocade quilt on the bed and handed it to the man.

I couldn't see people's faces clearly in the darkness, but I heard his voice sound, and it seemed to be a little lower.

He was silent, but cut off the Assassin's shirt and tied him.

Xia Nan lit the lamp, and then he saw his appearance clearly.

It's really Yan Jue......

He was also dressed in black, but at this moment, his originally hard and handsome face was slightly white, and a pair of deep eyes saw the light, and he couldn't help but tighten for a while.

Xia Nan saw him, and also saw the assassins beside him.

At this time, the assassin was staring at Xia Nan with his eyes, and when Yan Jue saw this, a blade fell on the assassin's neck, and at this moment, his head tilted, and he fell.

"You're hurt?"

Xia Nan sometimes wondered if Yan Jue had a predictive function that could save her life at her most dangerous moment every time.

The latter didn't even look at the arm on his hand, glanced at her, and was about to leave.

Xia Nan didn't intend to let him leave like this.

"Sit, don't move."

She pressed Yan Jue on the chair, took out the white gauze and medicinal wine, and began to clean his wounds.

The sword pierced through the garment, cut through the flesh, and mixed together.

Xia Nan frowned, carefully separating the two.

The candle flame was yellow, reflecting her face more and more delicately, and she was drugged him very seriously, and she couldn't help but get closer.

Her hands trembled slightly, as if she was afraid of hurting him.

Xia Nan lowered his head and treated the wound on his hand for him, his breathing slowly hit the wound, slightly itchy.

Looking at her serious appearance, Yan Jue's heart was beating so violently for the first time in her history.

Every time it seems to jump out.

He withdrew his hand a little strangely and said in a deep voice, "No need, there is such a big movement here, and someone from the Hou Mansion will come soon." ”

"Don't move."

The ghost made the gods send the ground, and Yan Jue really didn't move.

Xia Nan grabbed his hand strongly, regardless of secular etiquette, and held him down.

"Although I'm not a doctor, I can still do simple bandaging, and now you saved me again, Xia Nan has nothing to repay, so I can only help you roughly bandage the wound."

After Xia Nan finished speaking, she almost bit her tongue off.

She actually yelled at Lord Yan just now, and he really didn't move.

She asked, "Lord Yan, how did you know that someone assassinated me tonight?" ”

"Guess."

Xia Nan almost bit her tongue off.

Guess?

After saying this, Yan Jue stopped paying attention to her, closed his eyes, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Xia Nan secretly glanced at him, only to see that his sharp sword eyebrows were tightly locked, as if there was some knot that could not be untied, his eyelashes were extremely long, casting a shadow under his eyes, and under the warm yellow candlelight, his originally hard face couldn't help but soften a little.

Xia Nan looked at him, but he didn't expect to be distracted.

Suddenly, an exclamation woke her mind.

"Sister!" It's Jiang Xian.

His anxious voice came, and suddenly woke up the sleeping maid in the house, and he didn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly rushed in, and what he saw was the scene of Xia Nan bandaging Yan Jue's wounds.

Jiang Xian looked at her suspiciously, and then at Yan Jue, his eyes full of doubt.

"Those black-clothed people outside, he ......" Jiang Xian pointed at Yan Jue.

Xia Nan is fine, but there are a few corpses outside, and there is another one in the house!

Jiang Xian's eyes widened, Yan Jue's eyes widened, and he slammed into Jiang Xian's.

I saw his thin lips open lightly, and faint words came out of his mouth.

"Wait, if someone comes, you're going to say that you killed these assassins, understand?"

The ghost made the gods worse, and Jiang Xian actually nodded.

The former's gaze swept over him and jerked out of the window.

Jiang Xian reacted, his eyes widened.

"I killed these people?"

Xia Nan looked at him solemnly.

"You killed these people." (To be continued.) )