"Who are you? Who are you who dare to assassinate me, I am the daughter of the Ten Kings, and I am ordered to go to Beijing, who are you! ”

Giorga dreamed again.

In her dream, she watched her father receive the decree and saw her father and mother holding the holy decree in two lines of tears.

The younger brother swore that he would protect himself all the way, but he fell ill before he could get on the road.

Since he was a child, his younger brother has been weak.

Everyone said that the younger brother was a proton in Beijing, and His Majesty didn't trust these heroes anymore. If you don't trust them, you won't be able to come back when you enter Beijing.

Daddy stayed up all night.

On the second day, she knelt in front of her father's tent and asked for her life to go to Beijing alone, her younger brother lay in front of the couch and wept, and her father had no choice but to agree.

Then she led people to Beijing alone, and was assassinated halfway through.

The man seemed to be familiar with the guard's own soldiers, and in three or two strokes broke the formation and killed someone, leaving only himself.

She watched the blood-dripping knife approach step by step, the tip of the knife glowing with cold light, and she stepped back step by step, her face full of panic.

"What do you want? My father is the Ten Kings, my father will give you whatever you want, my father and mother love me the most, you let me go, you let me go. She begged her to weep bitterly, and the man was masked, and his eyes were full of coldness.

"Please let me go, my father and brother will definitely pay you." Jorga stared at him.

The man remained unmoved, and raised his blood-stained broadsword aloft in the air.

"Ahh Jorga screamed and sat straight up from the bed.

"Miss, Miss, are you stumped?" Yufang lit the lamp, saw that the girl was covered in sweat, and hurriedly waited for her to change her clothes.

Now that the Ten Kings have returned to Beijing, there are many maids beside Jorjia, but the girl trusts her the most.

Giorga took the warm water and took a sip before he felt alive.

In her previous life, she only remembered that those cold eyes did not contain any warmth, and they slashed her with a knife.

In this life, Lu Shizi pierced the murderer's palm with an arrow, and she escaped by luck.

"It's time, do you want to rest again? There was a sound in the front yard early, and it was about the prince getting up. Yufang said softly.

When she really entered the palace, she found that the ten kings were worthy of their name.

The mansion that His Majesty has rewarded me with is dazzling. Nowadays, when you go out to buy, outsiders have to look up to it.

"Wait for me to wash up, my brother is still recuperating, I didn't bother him yesterday, let's go and see it today." She heard that her younger brother would not enter Beijing, but she didn't expect her father to bring someone here.

Could it be that Your Majesty really can't tolerate their Qiao family?

Yufang soon beckoned people to put breakfast on the table, and now there are seven or eight maids in the house, although Yufang is not as polite as them, but relying on Qiao Erjiaxin her, it is very dignified in the maids in the house.

"Sister Yufang, the girl is so good to you. Talk to you kindly, and let you serve everything. "When I went out, there were a few little maids with envy on their faces.

This made Yufang feel more and more that he was following the right person, and his expression was quite proud.

After breakfast, Jorga wanted to go to the study to greet his father.

But there were many cronies guarding outside the study, and the lights were bright, probably because there was something important to discuss, so she never approached.

"Let's go see my brother directly." Jorga turned and went back.

Her brother was not much younger than her, and not long after giving birth to her, her mother became pregnant with her younger brother. It's just that my younger brother was born prematurely, and his body has not been very good.

There are even many times when some people bluntly say that if Miss Qiao is a man, then there will be nothing to do with the little boy.

Qiao Zihuai lived in a side courtyard, and because he was unwell, others rarely disturbed, so he chose a secluded place to recuperate.

Outside the round arch stood two grandmothers, looking majestic and powerful.

"I've seen the big girl." Mama saluted, only to stop Jolga just as she was about to enter.

"Bold!" Yufang raised her eyebrows, there is someone in this mansion who can stop her own girl?

Everyone said that the sick son of the little boy was not as favored as the big girl.

"The eldest girl forgives her sins, the little boy is seriously ill, and the prince asked the slaves and maids to stay here and not allow anyone to go in and disturb them." Mama looked at each other and shook her head.

"I'm his own sister, not someone else, and I'll talk about my father. Get out of the way. Jorga frowned, and the two grandmothers hesitated for a moment, then moved away.

I have to say that outside the gates, the big girl is indeed much more favored than the little son.

The little boy is congenitally weak, and the eldest girl is in charge like a man, and everyone is rumored that the prince wants his daughter to inherit the mantle. Many times, the eldest girl speaks better than the younger son.

When I entered the house, I found that there was a strong smell of medicine in the house.

This made Jorga's heart skip a beat.

"Zihuai!" When Jorga saw her brother on the bed, she walked up quickly.

Qiao Zihuai was lying on the couch, and the whole person was much thinner than when she left. His face was pale without the slightest blood, and his breathing was shallow, as if he could lose his breath at any moment.

"Sister, sister, sister...... Sister, Zihuai, Zihuai thought I couldn't see you again. Sister, it's all strange that the son is not angry, and he can't accompany his sister to Beijing. Let my sister face the wind and rain alone. Qiao Zihuai heard Qiao Erjia's voice and opened his eyes slightly.

The whole person struggled to sit up, but after this exertion, he began to cough violently again.

Jorga hurriedly stepped forward to support him, only to find that he was covered in gauze. There was a familiar smell of medicine in the air, as if it had been smelled somewhere.

"Zihuai......" Jorjia's voice choked.

In her previous life, until she died, she remembered this younger brother. But he didn't want to stay in front of Lu Shizi for decades and never saw them. I can only hear a few words from others.

Whenever she wanted to get close to Qiao's family, she seemed to be blocked by a barrier, and she couldn't get close if she wanted to.

I only know that after her death, the Qiao family was angry and raised troops, and I knew that the Qiao family would not end up well.

The Qiao family failed to raise troops, and the whole family died at the hands of Lu Feng'an.

When she came back that day, Lu Feng'an was bloody, and after that, she couldn't get close to Lu Feng'an. When I woke up again, I was already saved by Lu Feng'an in this life.

"Zihuai, why are you so sick, but have you seen the imperial doctor?" There was a slight throbbing pain in Jorga's heart.

The tragic death of the Qiao family made her feel guilty. If it weren't for her death that made her father and mother raise troops, how could the Qiao family be wiped out.

Qiao Zihuai seemed reluctant to speak, but the little guy behind him said loudly.

When Childe heard that the girl had been assassinated, he rode out of the camp to look for the girl, despite his serious illness, and when he was later found, he was already unconscious and covered with wounds. Later, the prince led the troops to clear the robbers in that area, only to learn that the son was injured by the robbers, and his hands were burned with boiling water, and the flesh and blood were blurred and the bones were visible. As soon as the little guy's words came out, it made Jorjia's heart ache again.

Qiao Zihuai looks similar to his mother, slightly fair, and has a weak temperament. At this time, the upper body and hands were wrapped in gauze, which shows how miserable it is.

At this time, he smiled weakly, and the distressed Jorga burst into tears.