(I only came back after working overtime.) Tired! Reissue the document first. ）

Liu Lingyun has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he is dignified, he is Jiang Chumo's confidant, and he is trustworthy just by looking at this face.

"Captain Liu! My second brother and third sister! ”

Jiang Chumo is the eldest in line, below is the younger brother Jiang Chuyu, and the third is Jiang Chuhua, who is a graceful and beautiful person, one month older than Ji Yuluo.

Liu Lingyun hugged his fists and said, "The second son and the third lady went back to their hometown yesterday. ”

"Back to my hometown!" Ji Yuluo looked at Liu Lingyun thoughtfully.

The old housekeeper interjected: "The second son doesn't want to make progress all day long, and he messes around with other princes in the house. The old man was angry, so he went back to his hometown to study hard, and the third lady couldn't give up her brother, so she went with her. ”

Jiang Chuyu is free and easy by nature, not informal, and is indeed a difficult to discipline son. Jiang Chuhua is sensible, and he has been practicing martial arts with Jiang Chumo since he was a child, and it is reasonable to accompany him. Ji Yuluo raised her eyebrows lightly and said to herself, "The second brother and the third sister are not here. Uncle and aunt and big brother are not ...... either."

After coughing a few times, he said, "That's it!" Hongu happened to be a little tired and wanted to rest for a while. Just wait for them! ”

"Good, good!" The old butler smiled and should be. Liu Lingyun clenched his fists in response.

Ji Yuluo turned her head to look at another winding path, "Old butler! Xiao Zhao and Xiao Danzi didn't have to eat. The tired old butler greeted him on his behalf. ”

The old butler should be. Xiao Zhao was reluctant to give up Ji Yuluo, and said mischievously: "Princess! If you want to rest, the slave will accompany you! ”

"No, you don't! I'm bored with you. Ji Yuluo took off Xiao Zhao's hand on her arm, and then walked towards the trail, and said, "This is not far from Yuefeng Garden." The main palace can go by yourself. ”

Although he heard her say this, the old butler still hurriedly asked the two subordinates who followed him to run to serve.

The bananas and bamboos in the Yuefeng Garden depend on each other, covering a picturesque and antique small building.

Ji Yuluo stayed here for two nights. Although it is vacant now, the layout of the building is still the same, tidy, spotless, warm and elegant.

The subordinates lit the lamp, lit the incense, and diligently spread out the brocade quilt of the soft bed for Ji Yuluo, and then another subordinate came in to serve tea.

Let the subordinates go down early. Ji Yuluo inserted the latch and opened the coat box.

He took out a simple gray dress and changed it, covered his face with a black veil, and jumped out of the window into the courtyard.

Xiahou Zixin dared to kill her, the palace was in chaos, and she also wanted to make the Taiwei Mansion chaotic. They had no time to think about the cause of Madame Xiahou's death. And the Taiwei Mansion is in chaos, and this court is even more chaotic. Wouldn't this be more in line with the meaning of a moonlit night? This is the intention of really going to the Prime Minister's Mansion at night. Jiang Xiang's family was not there. God help! Thinking of this, Ji Yuluo's eyes were crooked with a smile, and she was beautiful.

At this time, it was curfew, and the avenue in the official's residential area was not empty.

The residences of the officials are arranged in order of official ranks. The Taiwei Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion are not far away, to be exact, they are very close.

Across a bluestone avenue is the Taiwei Mansion.

The layout of the rich and solemn Taiwei Mansion is similar to that of the Prime Minister's Mansion, first the office area, and then the family residence through the second gate. It's just that the Prime Minister's Mansion looks like a secluded idle house at night, but the Taiwei Mansion is even heavily guarded behind the second gate.

Around the main hall of the back house is three steps and one sentry, five steps and one post, and there are also a team of guards patrolling back and forth, which forms a huge difference with the Prime Minister's Mansion.

No number of guards in the courtyard were able to stop Ji Yuluo from entering the mansion. She soon came to the main courtyard, which was brightly lit, as if she were setting up a banquet.

The two dignified guards in front of the door pressed the handle of the sword, with a calm face, not angry and self-assured.

Ji Yuluo, who was hiding behind a hundred-year-old tree, saw through an open carved door. The side that can be seen in the lobby is lined up, and there are people and martial arts sitting in front of the case. Above, there is a faint old man with a black beard and a black face, sinister and majestic.

People under the eaves are shuttling endlessly, and they are busy serving food and wine.

After being busy for a while, there are fewer and fewer people in the verandah. Finally, it was calm.

Seeing an opportunity, the phantom flashed, and Ji Yuluo flew to the eaves corridor and hid sideways to the corner.

In the dead corner opposite her, a masked man in a strong suit was half-crouching on a leafy hundred-year-old tree.

The man's far-reaching ink eyes were like stars, flashing in the darkness, and he glanced at the lobby from time to time, and from time to time glanced at the direction where Ji Yuluo had disappeared.

Although it was a blind spot with her, he could sense that she must still be at the origin of disappearing.

There was a lot of conversation in the lobby, and a snarky voice burst out, "My lord! The unfortunate death of Mrs. Xiahou must have been the fault of Mrs. Jiang. The intention is nothing more than the position of queen. Sudden death, how is it possible? This matter is not clear, and the emperor obviously favors the Jiang family. ”

"That's right!"

A messy low chorus.

The bitter male voice sounded again, "The thesis is only a martial artist, and the Celestial Empire is a Taiwei." The emperor favors the villain......"

"Shiko! Hugh is talking nonsense! The old man only wants the peace of the country and the people, and has nothing more. No one can say whether they will die, die, or die. The matter of his cousin, the old man didn't want to think about it, and Xu was really like that. ”

On the surface, these words were a reprimand for the man called Shizi, but in fact, the tone was not like that, and Ji Yuluo guessed that the person who spoke was the Taiwei Xiahou Fu who sat on the head.

Another loud male voice sounded angrily, "I just heard that the northern army has moved, and it is in the shape of encircling the imperial city, and additional troops have been sent behind the city gate guarded by the southern army." This Jiang Chumo is the first major obstacle. ”

"Extremely, extremely!"

“……”

It's all rebellion, if you have a mobile phone, you will definitely record it for Ji Ming. And there is obviously no Xiahou Zixin in these voices. Ji Yuluo couldn't listen to it anymore, and thought indignantly: No matter how bad Ji Ming is, you can't be on top of that sinister old man with a black face and a sharp chin. You don't know what kind of scourge of the Celestial Empire will become?

As soon as this thought fell, a small group of people struggled to hold the jar of wine and walked from the darker corridor that was recessed, snorting and panting.

Ji Yuluo flashed behind the nearest pillar of the corridor, touched a paper bag in the wide belt, and the corners of her mouth weirdly hooked up a beautiful arc.

With a flick of his fingers, a gust of wind struck the branches and leaves behind him in the darkness. The strength is neither light nor heavy, and it is very measured, not to alarm the guards, and it happens that only the little guy hears it.

The little guy suddenly heard a strange noise behind him, and frowned in confusion. After thinking about it, he put down the heavy wine jar in his arms and turned to walk.

Around the corridor, the branches and foliage are luxuriant, and when the wind blows, it seems that there is something hidden.

Ji Yuluo came to the wine altar at a gallop. He took the lid of the wine jar, shook the white powder wrapped in paper inward, covered it, and jumped out of the corridor.

The little guy stretched out his hand and tossed around among the branches and leaves, but found nothing, hugged the wine jar and crossed Ji Yuluo to the main hall.

Let you spray excrement. Ji Yuluo turned around and ran into the depths with joy.

That white powder is a chronic poison. It doesn't have a seizure at that time, and people who drink alcohol can sleep peacefully, but of course they can't live until dawn. And she had to go to the backyard of the Taiwei Mansion and set a fire.