And Jiang Wuxin and those elders are all full of confidence in themselves.

Those elders have been in high positions for many years and have never fallen.

I've always been very confident in myself.

Therefore, they are all used to underestimating the enemy, and they feel that Jiang Wuxin is easy to deal with.

And Jiang Wuxin is different, he is a person who has experienced a lot of hardships.

He was different from those elders, he had been through so many things as a child.

Lost a mother and a loved one.

Jiang Wuxin has always been sure about everything.

But the only way he underestimated his enemies was to think that the elders were easy to handle, that they were old.

But where are those elders who are easy to handle, they have been in the Jiang family for many years.

There must be forces in each place.

That's why Feng Yueli deliberately picked the opportunity to let the elders know what Jiang Wuxin had done.

Now all she had to wait for was the time.

Wait for one, push Jiang Wuxin to step down as the head of the family.

Of course, it will take time to wait for such an opportunity.

Yueli was deep in thought, she took the pen and paper, and then lifted the pen.

The picture of practicing calligraphy with Rong Jingchen flashed in his mind.

She looked slightly stunned.

She didn't seem to have seen Rong Jingchen for a long time.

Her expression was complicated, and her gaze fell on her hand.

In the past, Rong Jingchen would always say that her words were ugly.

Then teach her to write, a pair of big hands covered her hands, extremely warm and natural, taking her to write stroke by stroke.

It's been a long, long time now.

Her handwriting is still ugly, but no one has taught her anymore.

How much has come a long way now.

She also wanted to go back to the Jin Kingdom with him, but Jiang Wuxin brought her harm.

She couldn't forget, so she wanted to see Jiang Wuxin fall with her own eyes.

She can rest assured.

Before dealing with the fall of the Jiang family, she will not return to the Jin Kingdom.

She also wants to stay with the people she loves the most.

But there are some things that she really can't control.

She had to take care of her own affairs and not let him worry about her.

Feng Yueli lowered her eyes, the starlight in her eyes had fallen, and the starlight disappeared cleanly.

She wrote the word 'dust' on the paper.

Yueli thought, and fell asleep on the table as she thought about it.

Jiang Wuxin slowly walked in from outside the door.

I saw her lying on the table, draping her cloak over her.

Jiang Wuxin frowned at the sword, and there was doubt and pity in those eyes.

Feng Yueli died in the country, and although she ran around, she had nothing.

Everything she has now is thanks to him, and he Jiang has no intention of owing Feng Yueli.

The country he let her die, this time, he should pay back what he owes her.

His purpose has been achieved.

Tomorrow, the elders should be looking for someone to testify against him.

Jiang Wuxin looked at the woman in front of him very seriously.

In fact, if she really calculates, she should be on par with him.

It's just that he distracted her at the time.

He slowly raised his finger and knocked on Feng Yueli's head: "Feng Yueli, after tonight, I'm afraid I won't be able to die well, you take care, old man, let me give you this chain."

With that, he placed a chain on the table.

This time, it was not the white-haired Bo Cijing who came to Jiang Wuxin.

It's a bodhisattva with black hair.

He had always wondered how there could be two identical people in the world.

Not to mention appearance, even temperament can be the same.

Originally, he wanted to ask Bo Cijing, but every time he was in a hurry, he didn't ask.

But now he can't ask Bo Tzu Jing.

He is now also the one who will be deposed as the head of the family.