Late at night, Wen House.

Wen Li was holding a book and annotating it.

The mung bean-sized lamp is crumbling and goes off at any moment.

The huge Wen Mansion is quiet and quiet.

Wen Li looked at the books in front of him, and occasionally felt a little trance, always feeling that he had returned to the time when his daughter had not yet left the cabinet.

The daughter is very quiet, and the mansion is so quiet, but he is very relieved, because the only daughter is at home.

In the past few years, apart from him in the mansion, there is only a housekeeper, and he has become more and more lonely.

Peng Pengbang!

There was a knock on the door outside the study.

Wen Li's fingers trembled slightly, and his voice carried a hint of calmness,

"Come in!"

With a creak, the door opened.

"Grandpa, the abolished prince's family has returned to the palace, and they have returned directly to the East Palace, and the meaning of the saint is already very clear."

A man with a wide eyebrow gap and a fierce face walked in.

sat directly in front of Wen Li.

"Mu An, don't worry about this matter, it's not a day or two that the Holy Lord prefers to abolish the prince, and the Heavenly Master is on your father's side, and the crown prince's position will definitely be your father's."

Wen Li looked at Ji Mu'an's face, which was a little complicated.

Is the grandson in front of him really still his grandson?

He knew his grandson, and every time they met, it was like a beast that only knew how to kill.

If it weren't for the fact that it was his daughter's son, the only son, he wouldn't have been able to tolerate him.

I don't know why, three years ago, Ji Mu'an suddenly became kind, his face was still the same face, but the look in his eyes was no longer the kind of look that only knew killing before.

Sometimes, he even suspects that Ji Mu'an, his grandson is dead.

All that's in front of you is a stand-in.

But he didn't dare to think about it, if Ji Mu'an died, his daughter Wen Zheng would also die.

What is the point of him remaining in this world?

"Sister Leqin will go to the peony banquet tomorrow, grandpa, you will also go, and when the time comes, you will push the name of the demon girl on Ji Caiyan's girl."

"Use your power to find out the family of the Waste Prince."

Ji Mu'an naturally instructed Wen Li.

"Okay."

Wen Li's cloudy eyes stared at Ji Mu'an for a while, and suddenly asked,

"Did you go to Waste Wood Village three years ago? Have you ever seen Ji Caiyan? ”

In the ears of "Ji Mu'an", there was an untraceable trace.

It is the mark left by wearing a human skin mask.

In just an instant, things that Wen Li didn't want to think about before came to his heart.

"Ji Mu'an"'s eyes have changed, not that he has changed for the better, but that he has become another person.

"Ji Mu'an" died.

Wen Li is not stupid, he reads poetry and books, but he also understands that as long as he lives, Ji Leqin and Ji Mu'an will definitely be the sons and daughters in the palace.

Even if Wen Zheng is no longer loved by the prince, the position of the concubine will definitely not be snatched away.

Ji Mu'an is the son-in-law, the son of the world, and he will definitely not die before the eldest prince becomes the prince.

Even the eldest prince can't look down on Ji Mu'an.

Ji Mu'an, who killed him?

"Ji Mu'an" looked at Wen Li's cloudy eyes, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

This old fox is quite shrewd.

He has tried his best to avoid getting along with Wen Li, and he has also tried to learn from Ji Mu'an's appearance to communicate with others.

I didn't expect it to be discovered.

Ji Mu'an, no, it should be Ji Muxiu.

Ji Muxiu calmly touched the human skin mask he was wearing, and slowly spoke,

"Three years ago, I did go to Waste Wood Village, but I was beaten half to death by Ji Caiyan and almost lost my life."

"My father took a fancy to my sister-in-law, eating all kinds of medicinal herbs, and barely picked up a life, but I didn't tell my grandfather at the time, I was still afraid that my grandfather would worry."

"Father said that after the death of the concubine, you have an opinion about him, and if you know about it, you will definitely not want to see him."

Ji Muxiu wore Ji Mu'an's face and said half-truthfully.

He didn't know how Ji Mu'an died in his bed, anyway, just push the pot to Ji Caiyan.

Since Wen Li knew that Ji Mu'an was dead, he pushed the contradiction to the abolished prince's family.

only said that Wen Li was not allowed to know about the events of the year because his father was afraid that Wen Li would have an opinion on him.

Wen Li's cloudy eyes moved, and there was sadness in her heart, but there were no tears left.

He knew that the palace often dealt with batches of subordinates, and they were basically related to Ji Mu'an.

His grandson was born with evil spirits.

If you are dead, you will be dead!

That position is destined not to be touched by the Wen family's bloodline.

But...... Ji Leqin is really his last blood in this world.

"Sister Leqin said that she will go tomorrow, you will definitely help Sister Leqin, right?"

"Sister Leqin's legs have not been good until now, they can only be a slope."

Ji Muxiu lowered his eyelids and pretended to be lonely with Ji Mu'an's face.

"Okay, I'll go tomorrow."

Wen Li's cloudy eyes looked at "Ji Mu'an" for a while, and sighed heavily.

Only then did he nod in agreement.

If he didn't agree, Leqin would definitely be even more bitter.

"Then I'll wait for my grandfather's good news tomorrow."

"Ji Mu'an" smiled at Wen Li, raised his feet and walked outside.

Even if it was late at night, he would not stay overnight in Wenfu.

Wen Li looked at the back of "Ji Mu'an", and his eyes became more and more confused.

Back then, was it right or wrong to marry Zheng'er to the eldest prince?

Ji Shuchen has no relationship with Zheng'er, but Zheng'er is not the prince and does not marry, and he tried his best to match, but he failed to change the prince's mind.

Later, what did Zheng'er say later?

She said that she would never marry for the rest of her life, and would be a girl at home for the rest of her life.

And what did he say?

He said that his parents' orders were matchmakers, and he couldn't help her.

Since the prince does not agree, then marry someone else.

Whoever you marry is married.

He chose the Great Prince.

The zite was confused, and there was no objection.

Why did you choose him?

Is it just because he goes in and out of the Wen Mansion frequently, does not dislike his daughter's ignorance, and is bent on marrying?

No, it's not, his students also have a lot of the same thoughts as the eldest prince.

It's not Zheng'er, it's the Wen family's court.

He is also angry, Qi Ji Shuchen doesn't give him face as a teacher, why can't he give Zheng'er a place in the East Palace.

is fantasizing again, the eldest prince is also the prince, and the location of the East Palace, Zheng'er may not be able to go back!

"Alas......"

"Zheng'er, I knew that today, my father would definitely rely on you and no longer let you marry."

Tears fell from Wen Li's cloudy eyes, and he wiped the tears on his face with his hands, but the more he wiped them, the more blurred they became.

I always felt that the Zheng'er when I was a child was still by my side, and I wanted to say something, but I couldn't get a response.

Wen Li staggered back to the house and sat down at the table again.

Pick up the book in front of you and continue to write annotations.

This book is a poem written when Zheng'er was not out of the cabinet.

It has the thoughts of the youngest daughter's family, the name of the prince, hazy, and sad.

From the beginning of the spring heart sprout, to the later heart like stagnant water.

Later, Zheng'er didn't even want to call her father.

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