In the yard.

Ji Shuchen stared at the "bracelet" on Ji Caiyan's hand for a long time.

I didn't believe it was a green dragon in the end.

The kind of dragon embroidered on the dragon robe.

Probably there is a big difference in variety, not the same type!

Just imagine, his Lao Tzu has a little green snake embroidered on his body, and he has to say that he is the real son.

Ghost believes!

Ji Caiyan ignored his father's questioning gaze, gnawed on the chicken paws, and said calmly,

"Ji Mu'an is dead."

In the matter of killing people and killing people, you still have to confess with Ji Shuchen.

"How did you die?"

Ji Shuchen was just surprised for a moment, and then stopped paying attention.

The people who are killed by the girl are all the ones who deserve to die.

Even if you don't deserve to die, you have to deserve to die.

"Suicide!"

Ji Cai said.

"What?"

Ji Shuchen obviously didn't believe it.

Anyone can commit suicide, Ji Mu'an is unlikely, he will only kill people.

The news of the blockade of the Great Prince's Mansion is very tight, but there is no leaky wall in the world, and Ji Shuchen still knows some about it.

"He didn't use his own head to catch the stone in the hand of the dark guard, and he committed suicide."

"And because he likes his brother too much, in order to fulfill his last wish, I asked people to secretly put him back on his brother's bed."

"A surprise for his brother."

After Ji Caiyan finished speaking, he nodded self-affirmatively.

Feel good about yourself.

Ji Shuchen: ......

How did he, such an excellent and kind prince with good roots, give birth to such a girl full of nonsense?

……

Youzhou.

The courtyard where the eldest prince temporarily lived.

Ji Muxiu, who was already 19 years old, took a woman's hand and walked towards his room.

"Childe, when will you allow me to be identified!"

A delicate beauty spoke shyly.

She has been with Ji Muxiu for three years, and she has no name and no share.

Her father's official position is not high, and it is already a great honor to be able to climb to the son of the prince.

But there is no slightest reputation, let alone a side concubine, or a concubine is not on the roster.

She couldn't wait.

"Don't worry, it's coming."

Ji Muxiu has a feminine appearance, a thin physique, and white skin, and the whole person looks gloomy.

Hearing the woman ask, a heaviness hung on the corner of his mouth.

He is the son of Concubine Wan and the concubine of the palace.

said that he was a concubine, but in fact the treatment was much better than that of his sister-in-law, and his mother was also taking care of him in the palace.

But outside, he doesn't have any reputation.

Because Wen Li is still alive, his father will use Wen Li's power to become the crown prince.

Therefore, now he can only keep a low profile.

Even if he was given high hopes by his father, even if everyone in the palace knew that he was the rightful heir in the future.

It also has to be low-key.

Now he is a concubine, and his name is there.

In order to have a legitimate wife in the future, and the wife family also has weight, he can only not marry for the time being.

Wait for him to become a son-in-law and then marry.

Therefore, he had to hold back.

There are many women, but he can't let everyone know that those are his women.

Ji Muxiu had a feminine smile on his face, and when he thought of the tall and strong Ji Mu'an, his teeth itched with hatred.

What's so good about that dead fat man who is good for nothing, why can he be protected by courtesy?

To be honest, if he is Wen Li's grandson, not to mention that his father is going to be the crown prince, even if he becomes the emperor immediately, he can also use Wen Li to succeed in the rank for a period of time.

The Great Yan Dynasty is the world of scholars, and Wen Li, a teacher who is full of peach and plums, has too much influence.

Ji Muxiu was full of ambitions, but he was defeated by his side concubine's mother.

Ji Muxiu wiped away the anger in his eyes, took the woman's hand and continued to walk towards his room.

"Childe, you can ...... later. Ahh

The woman delicately pushed open the door of the house, and the handkerchief in her hand slipped to the ground.

A sharp voice came out of her mouth.

The coquettish face instantly became terrified.

She saw that a man with a face covered in blood and even a brain spurting out was lying on the bed where she slept with Ji Muxiu.

The death was extremely miserable, and the death was not blind.

"Shut up."

Ji Muxiu reacted quickly, directly covered the woman's mouth, and took her into the house.

The door was closed.

Before the woman could react from her panic, Ji Muxiu directly knocked the woman unconscious.

"Childe!"

Inside and outside the house, a secret guard appeared.

It is the secret guard who closely protects Ji Muxiu.

He didn't see the scene in the house either, but he knew that something big must have happened.

Hurry up and show up.

"Go and bring my father over, and remember, don't alarm anyone!"

Ji Muxiu lowered his voice.

"Yes!"

The Dark Guard quickly departed.

Ji Muxiu heard the secret guard go to call his father, so he turned his head to look at the corpse lying on the bed.

Standing in front of the bed, Ji Muxiu took a handkerchief and carefully touched Ji Mu'an's face.

Confirm whether he is the real Ji Mu'an and whether he is wearing a mask.

Ji Muxiu was very patient, and even got to the position of Ji Mu'an's temple and pulled out the stone that caused Ji Mu'an to die.

The stone is not sharp, and there is not even a cut.

Ji Muxiu looked very dead.

The one who killed Ji Mu'an was a master.

Ji Muxiu didn't imagine Ji Mu'an's joy after death, and his brows furrowed together.

Ji Mu'an is dead, will Wen Li still go all out to help his father become the crown prince?

The time of Ji Mu'an's death is really too delicate.

The saint just deposed the prince, and Ji Mu'an died?

Ji Muxiu pursed her thin lips and stared at the corpse lying on the bed.

His eyes are bright and uncertain, making it impossible to guess his thoughts.

"Mu Xiu, it's my father, my father is here."

Outside the house, there was the voice of the great prince Ji Shuyuan.

His voice did not seem to be cold and cruel in the face of outsiders, with a touch of rare doting.

In his eyes, whether it is the main concubine Wen Zheng or other side concubines, they are just flags.

Concubine Wan is his childhood sweetheart's wife, and Ji Muxiu is his real sister-in-law.

"Father, come in."

Ji Muxiu heard the voice of King Wen Ji Shuyuan, and hurriedly opened the door and let King Wen Ji Shuyuan come in.

After King Wen Ji Shuyuan came in, Ji Muxiu closed the door again.

"Father, Ji Mu'an's kid is dead, I don't know who sent him to my bed!"

Ji Muxiu said very calmly.

I don't worry that I will be suspicious and suspicious of my father.

He knew his place in his father's eyes.

"What? He's dead? ”

The eldest prince Ji Shuyuan was stunned when he heard Ji Muxiu's words.

Glancing at the corpse on the bed, he quickly stopped paying attention.

"Dead is dead!"

"Find a reliable person, dig a pit, bury it, bury it in a mass grave."

"Father went to find someone of similar size to him and make a stand-in."

Wen Wang Ji Shuyuan narrowed his eyes and quickly thought of a solution.

Even the idea of "revenge" did not leave an imprint on the mind.

He was so disgusted with his own son that when he died, he died.

"The person who started it probably wanted to separate the relationship between my father and Elder Wen."

Ji Muxiu didn't want to avenge Ji Mu'an, but the situation still had to be sorted out.

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