Ji Mu'an's whole person became excited.

Even the traverser Jiang Zhaodi didn't take a look, and he was not interested.

stared straight at Ji Caiyan.

The fingers trembled uncontrollably, which was a sign that I couldn't help it.

Ji Mu'an's gaze made Ji Caiyan very uncomfortable.

than getting along with Ji Leqin, it makes Ji Caiyan more uncomfortable.

Facing Ji Mu'an's opening, Ji Caiyan did not speak, nor did he pay attention to him.

"Come, call the royal brother to listen."

Ji Mu'an had a big evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ji Shuchen is the abolished prince, and Ji Caiyan is no longer the only third generation of the emperor in the East Palace.

This is no longer the case.

The phoenix has become a pheasant.

Ji Mu'an even felt that Ji Caiyan was better than Jiang Zhaodi.

The daughter of a deposed prince.

Nobody cares.

“…… Caiyan, you go first! ”

A weak voice rang out.

Jiang Zhaodi's figure suddenly came to Ji Caiyan's face, blocking Ji Mu'an's sight as if he were at home.

In the few breaths that Ji Mu'an and Ji Caiyan looked at each other, the traverser Jiang Zhaodi switched to the original owner Jiang Zhaodi.

The time that the traverser Jiang Zhaodi stayed in this world has increased from the original twelve hours to eleven hours.

Now, it's only ten hours.

The original owner, Jiang Zhaodi, can control his body for two random hours a day.

She could feel Ji Mu'an's ill intentions and didn't want Ji Caiyan to get hurt.

"Zhao Di, it's okay, this is my cousin, and they are all real relatives."

Ji Caiyan looked at Ji Mu'an calmly,

"Cousin, do you want to go to my house for dinner?"

As soon as the original owner Jiang Zhaodi spoke, Ji Caiyan knew that the traverser Jiang Zhaodi had temporarily lost control of his body.

Now that Jiang Zhaodi has become the original owner, Jiang Zhaodi.

Ji Caiyan didn't do anything here, and the province frightened the original owner Jiang Zhaodi, a pitiful little one.

The original owner, Jiang Zhaodi, was already pitiful enough, and she couldn't use it when she fought, and she damaged the flowers and plants in the yard.

The original owner, Jiang Zhaodi, could only wipe her tears aggrievedly.

It's pitiful to think about.

"Okay!"

As soon as he heard that Ji Caiyan was going to take him to her house for dinner, the evil smile on Ji Mu'an's face became even greater.

The status of the abolished prince is not as good as his.

A body to be sinned, a prince of the palace.

Ji Mu'an enjoyed the people who used to be high in the past, and begged himself in a low voice.

I can already imagine Ji Shuchen's attitude of bending down and talking to himself.

Ji Mu'an stood up immediately, and couldn't wait to get out of the house before Ji Caiyan could lead the way.

In two or three steps, he left the Jiang family.

The original owner, Jiang Zhaodi, followed behind Ji Caiyan in a panic, pulling the corner of Ji Caiyan's clothes, with a worried face.

"Don't you know that I have kung fu?"

Ji Caiyan saw that the original owner Jiang Zhaodi was worried about herself, and couldn't help but comfort her.

Damn it!

Obviously, the original owner Jiang Zhaodi and the traverser Jiang Zhaodi used the same body, and Ji Caiyan could see grievances and resentment from the same face.

"I, I know."

"I want to remind Xiao Yan,...... Killing people will also be arrested and arrested. ”

The original owner, Jiang Zhaodi, pulled Ji Caiyan and spoke quietly.

Ji Caiyan: ......

So, is the original owner Jiang Zhaodi worried about herself, or is she worried about Ji Mu'an?

"You don't have to follow me, either stay at home, go to the Houshan workshop, or go to Zhang Shao's house!"

Ji Caiyan was like a fat tiger, and stroked the head of the original owner Jiang Zhaodi.

turned around and followed Ji Mu'an's footsteps.

The original owner, Jiang Zhaodi, watched Ji Caiyan walk away worriedly, hesitated for a moment, and still ran towards the workshop.

She knew that Xiao Yan would not suffer, and she wanted to go and see her family.

This morning, Pan Di was splashed with a basin of cold water by the original owner Jiang Zhaodi, and she ......

"Ji Caiyan, your family lives in the mountains?"

Ji Mu'an looked at Ji Caiyan who was walking in front, with some schadenfreude in his eyes.

Knowing that the three people in the East Palace were demoted, I didn't expect it to be so miserable.

Even if you are relegated to a place where birds don't, you still live in the mountains?

Ji Caiyan heard Ji Mu'an's mockery, and glanced back at Ji Mu'an in surprise.

Ji Mu'an is not only not good-looking, but why does he feel that his head is not good-looking?

The reaction is also too slow.

How could she think that her family lived in the mountains poorly, not that she was going to take him to the mountains to beat him?

However, if Ji Mu'an's brain is not good, why didn't he hear the slightest rumor?

Ji Caiyan scratched his head, thought about it for a long time, and attributed this to Uncle Huanghuang's death.

I don't want others to know that I have a bad head.

I have to say that Ji Mu'an can become a son of the world with this attitude, thanks to the gentleness of the old prime minister.

Ji Caiyan's eyes rolled, and he glanced around, and he had already reached the inner perimeter.

Almost nobody's.

"It's here!"

Ji Caiyan stopped.

Look directly at Ji Mu'an.

"Haha, your family really lives in the mountains, there is nothing, don't you sleep on the ground every day?"

Ji Mu'an looked around with red eyes, trying to find the location where the family of three was asleep.

Ji Caiyan looked at Ji Mu'an's manic and bad head, and sighed heavily.

It's been diagnosed, and it's not just superandrogenic syndrome.

There is also the possibility of trisomy 21.

"Whew!"

"Ji Mu'an, do you know that there is a set of palm techniques that fall from the sky in this world?"

Ji Caiyan said with a serious face.

"What bullshit!"

"Now hurry up and call your father out and cook for this son!"

Ji Mu'an rolled up his sleeves and looked at Ji Caiyan with red eyes.

In the palace of the capital, I can still endure it, but now there is no restraint, and I want to smell the smell of blood.

The smell of blood stimulates his taste buds and relieves his manic mood.

I don't know when, Ji Mu'an took out a small and delicate hammer.

The hammer was hidden in his sleeve and he carried it every day.

His strength is much greater than that of ordinary people, and he can easily break other people's bones with a small hammer.

Ji Caiyan didn't pay attention to Ji Mu'an, and Ji Mu'an, who provoked him, became even more bloodthirsty and furious.

Her frivolous movements angered him.

"Bones, bones......"

Ji Mu'an finally lost his mind and struck at Ji Caiyan with a small hammer.

Ji Caiyan easily avoided Ji Mu'an's clumsy and tall body.

raised his leg and kicked towards Ji Mu'an's knee.

Ji Caiyan's body is flexible and has kung fu.

I'm not afraid of Ji Mu'an, a stupid big man at all!

The knife wounds on his body were not pulled, and he easily handled it.

"How many people have you killed?"

Ji Caiyan could vaguely see the red blood stained on the small hammer.

A thick layer.

Ji Caiyan could even smell a stinking smell of blood.

It's emanating from the hammer.

Judging from Ji Mu'an's current violent situation, he is in the mansion, and his subordinates will become his hunting targets.

The subordinates in the palace, one or two deaths a day, it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

At the very least, before the eldest uncle becomes the crown prince, Ji Mu'an's position as the prince will not be abolished.

Nor will his reputation be tarnished.

Even if his head is a little bad, outside, it is the prince of the palace.

"Killed...... Eight hundred...... More than nine hundred. ”

Ji Mu'an smiled and said seriously.

(End of chapter)