"Miss An, don't worry, I won't go in when I'm outside, I'll just let Mama go in and have a look, and we're also thinking about your safety." The people outside said good-naturedly, but obviously they wouldn't be sent away so easily by her.

The room was silent for a while, as if he was weighing the pros and cons, but in fact, Ji Wan directly pulled Murong Chen off the windowsill, and then raised his voice: "Wait for me to put on my clothes!" ”

Then there was a faint sound of water in the room, and Ji Wan directly pressed the villain into the bathtub and quickly knocked over a box of hair oil.

"What's wrong with Miss An?" The sound of porcelain shattering alerted outsiders.

"It's just that I knocked over a bottle of hair oil, it's not you, what are you urging! Come on in! Ji Wan said impatiently.

The door opened, and it was the grandmother in the palace who came in, and at first glance she was the kind of shrewd lord who was not easy to fool.

Ji Wan sat on the side, impatiently watching her search the house.

Xu is fragrance of hair oil in the house is too strong, Ji Wan frowned, and casually pushed open the window to let the wind in.

"Did Miss Ann hear anything in the house?"

The fragrant fragrance of peony flowers covered up the bloody smell in the house, and the searching grandmother found nothing.

"Bold, Miss Ben is bathing, what else do you mean I can't see, you want to slander Miss Ben's reputation?!" Ji Wanliu's eyebrows were upside down, looking annoyed.

"The old slave doesn't dare." Mama saw that she didn't find anything in the house, and Ji Wan looked like she was domineering, so she shouldn't hide the assassin privately, so she had to leave.

"Come out!" When the people outside were silent, Ji Wan kicked the bath bucket and said.

There was no reaction, Ji Wan felt strange, and stepped forward to reach out to scoop Murong Chen out of the water, only to find that he had already fallen into a coma.

Rolling her eyes, Ji Wan sighed sincerely, the villain has a really big heart, so he recklessly appeared in her room, and he was in a coma, do you really think she won't hand him over?

Sitting by the bathtub, Ji Wan thought about how to get people out.

Although she said that her physical strength was good, she was indeed a boudoir lady who couldn't lift her shoulders with her hands, and it was still difficult to carry Murong Chen up.

"Miss, have you washed it, the slave maid has asked someone to carry the water." When he was worried, Juanzi suddenly lifted the curtain and came in.

"Miss!" For a man who appeared in Ji Wan's room, still sitting in her bathtub, Chuan Zi was obviously frightened, and exclaimed in a low voice.

"You can shout louder and bring those people over again." Ji Wan didn't raise his eyelids, and said coldly.

"Slaves don't dare!" Lian Zi hurriedly knelt down, thinking of Ji Wan's words just now, could it be that this man is the person he is looking for in the palace?

Harboring an assassin can be a big crime that can kill the head, when did her young lady become so bold?!

"Help me carry him out." Ji Wan didn't bother to care what Lian Zi was thinking, anyway, she had a way to make Lian Zi dare not talk nonsense.

Nervously stepped forward to help Ji Wan carry the person to the bed, looking at the wet clothes and the wounds that were still oozing blood, Ji Wan frowned.

"Go get the medicine I used last time." Ji Wan commanded.

"Yes."

"Be smart, you should know what to say, what not to say, if someone sees something, I will suffer, you and your family will only be buried with me." Ji Wan opened her mouth casually.

The purple figure paused, and whispered: "The slave knows!" Then he walked out quickly.