Jiang Xiaotian's face became more and more ugly, and he was gloomy and could drip water.

"Elder Jiang, there is still a scar on Miss Jiang's back, although it is not fatal, but such a scar is a fatal blow to a woman, not to mention that it is still the daughter of your Jiang family." Ye Junchen carefully sorted out her clothes and covered them with quilts, and her cold voice gradually softened, "If she can survive tonight, she only has three days to live." ”

When Jiang Xiaotian heard the news, it was like five thunderbolts, and the whole person couldn't help but take two steps back, not daring to believe what he heard at all.

The whole person trembled slightly, and his sunken eye sockets were full of sadness.

"How...... How so? How did it come to this? Jiang Xiaotian's two hands hanging down beside him couldn't help but clench, and his eyes suddenly burst out with a ruthless color, and said to Ye Junchen, "Ye Junchen, the old man ordered you to find out about this matter within three days, and the old man asked that person to accompany him to the funeral!" ”

When Ye Junchen heard this, the anger in his heart calmed down a little.

At least in the Jiang family, Old Man Jiang is indeed in love.

No one knows that their relatives and the people around them will do this to Niannian.

I wanted to settle this matter privately, but since Jiang Lao had spoken, he naturally wouldn't be polite.

"What if the murderer is Jiang Xiangguo?" Ye Junchen looked at Jiang Xiaotian, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "How should this official deal with it?" ”

Jiang Xiaotian's eyebrows were slightly raised with this sentence, he raised his head slowly, and said without a trace of emotion: "Accompany the funeral!" ”

With this answer, Ye Junchen is naturally not afraid that Jiang Xiaotian will turn his face afterwards, even Jiang Xiangguo can be buried with him, and other people can even more.

"Elder Jiang, the lower officials have something to discuss with you." Ye Junchen said, "Can you discuss it in the study room?" ”

Jiang Xiaotian glanced at Eleven distressedly and nodded.

The two went to the study one after the other, and the three people in the room glanced at each other and left one after another, leaving Hanyue alone outside the door.

Just as the door was closing, a cockroach came out of the darkness and flew up to the bed, crawling down the quilt towards Eleven's face, and finally stopping at the corner of her mouth.

The cockroach's body gradually emitted a soft white light, and this light finally merged into a streamer and flew into Eleven's mouth.

Han Xing sent the tea into the study and withdrew, he could feel that the atmosphere in the room was too weird.

"Lord Night, if you want to threaten the old man with this matter, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you!"

"The old man never participates in partisan disputes, whether it is the crown prince or the virtuous king, for me, they are the heirs of the previous emperor, as long as he is a Ming monarch who loves the people like a son, anyone can be the emperor."

"What's more, it's not the old man who is in charge of the Jiang family now."

As soon as Jiang Xiaotian entered the study, he showed his attitude that he did not want to participate in these messy things, and for him, it was enough for the family to be neat and enjoy the joy of family.

Thinking of the injury on Niannian's chest, his face suddenly became gloomy.

"What Xia Guan wants to talk to Jiang Lao about is not about the court, but about Miss Jiang." Ye Junchen looked at the confusion in Jiang Xiaotian's eyes, and said with his hands, "Although Miss Jiang has a marriage contract with the prince, you and I know very well in our hearts that the prince is not a good person, and Miss Jiang was a stupid person before, not to mention that Miss Jiang's life is not long now." ”

"There is a virtuous king staring, and the prince will not marry at this juncture, so as not to be contaminated with bad luck."