Yulin City suddenly became lively, and it was rumored that the eighth prince was going to get married, and the two connected street residents received food and rewards, and they married Li Xiangguo's daughter.

"Sister, do you know? The person the eighth prince wants to marry is Li Shi, the daughter of Xiangguo. Jiang Xueji leaned against the door, did not enter the house, and quietly looked at Jiang Xuemei who was sitting in the house embroidering.

Jiang Xuemei raised her head in astonishment, Li Shi, how could it be, it was clear that Li Xiangguo and the Eighth Prince had been rivals for many years, and the scene of the Jiang family being wiped out flashed by, and everything was clear.

Li Xiangguo has always been good friends with the sixth prince, and the two are irreversible friends, which is something that the government and the opposition know, and now the marriage between the eighth prince and Li Xiangguo seems to be wooing and currying favor on the surface, but in fact, only the dead Jiang family knows that the two families are afraid that they have already colluded.

Jiang's father once sent a secret letter to the eighth prince, which was full of the six princes', each of which was written very clearly, and attached evidence, who knew that the secret letter was sent away less than two days, the Jiang family was hunted down and killed overnight, if it wasn't for the Jiang Mansion to leave a secret passage, I am afraid that there would not be any troubles that would be arrested later, and they were directly wiped out.

After Jiang Xuemei came out, Jiang's father wrote another letter to the eighth prince, asking him to save the Jiang family.

Father Jiang regretted that he wanted to die and was stopped, and lamented again and again that people were unpredictable, Jiang Xueji didn't know much about the affairs of the government and the opposition, and she suddenly understood that the tragedy of the Jiang family and the eight princes must be inseparable, and she also understood the unpredictable hearts in Father Jiang's mouth.

They often talked all night long, every time the eighth prince visited the family, Jiang's father treated each other with the highest courtesy, and he could be said to be a guest of honor, listening to them talk about state affairs, watching them play chess, tasting tea, and talking about life, it turned out to be a disguise, all of them were a dream.

Li Xiangguo and the Eighth Prince have secretly colluded for many years, and the death of the first emperor does not seem to be as simple as it seems.

Now that the foundation of the six princes is stable, the new king can't become the climate, and the eighth prince has revealed his original true face, with the huge power of Li Xiangguo, it doesn't matter if he tears his face with the sixth prince.

Isn't the tragic destruction of the Jiang family the handiwork of the Eighth Prince? It is also a great gift to Li Xiangguo.

What a kind-hearted eighth prince!

"My father lamented all day in prison, I still think I don't know people, and I don't save him when I see death, but now it seems that my father has seen the true face of that person, and with Li Xiangguo's help, this great future is not a smooth future. Heh, it's just that our Jiang family is suffering!"

Jiang Xueji said sarcastically, clarified all her thoughts, glanced at Jiang Xuemei, who was still sitting there, and shook her head, what could she expect her to do.

can't speak, doesn't understand scheming, and has no intention of revenge, she doesn't understand why Jiang Xuemei can be indifferent, even indifferent, just like Jiang Xuemei can't understand why she must fight for right and wrong in everything, and fight to the death.

From her reaction, Jiang Xueji knew that these words were in vain, but she could not change her face when she learned the truth, and she didn't know whether it was for her or for herself with the worry revealed in her eyes.

Jiang Xuemei stopped and breathed a sigh of relief, she looked at Jiang Xueji standing at the door in a complicated mood, she seemed to like leaning against the door, looking at her lazily and impatiently.

Seeing that she would frown at embroidery, she would not turn her face if she didn't respond, and she sneered and walked away when she felt bored, since the accident in the Jiang family, this sister's heart has become more and more impetuous and extreme, and it is wrong for others to take a look at what she wants.

But she disguised herself very well, and would pretend to be generous and ask you, do you want it? She deliberately showed affection and innocence, who really could bear to compete with her.

They looked at each other without saying a word, their eyes staring at each other and seeing nothing, all they got was disappointment and helplessness for each other, or they hadn't spoken properly for too long.

Jiang Xueji was tired of staggering her gaze first, turned around and was about to leave, Jiang Xuemei grabbed her who was leaving, and asked her where she wanted to go with a gesture.

Jiang Xueji sneered, "Naturally, it's revenge, even if you can't take revenge, it won't make them feel better." ”

Jiang Xuemei immediately waved her hand, she wanted to tell her to be sensible, revenge should be considered in the long run, she was willing to accompany her, but she had to ensure Jiang Xueji's safety first.

Jiang Xuemei wanted to say a lot, but all she could express was blunt resistance, so she could only pull her sister's sleeve tightly and shake her head desperately.

Jiang Xueji was annoyed and shook off Jiang Xuemei's hand.

"What are you doing? Except for embroidery, you just look at the yard in a daze, and see that everyone is pitiful, and the people around you revolve around you. Jiang Xuemei, do you want to say that even if you are dumb, you are nobler than me? Only I am full of tricks and wants to take revenge to satisfy my selfish desires, right? Can you live a less hypocritical life and stand in front of me once?"

Jiang Xueji glared at her, and finally said the words that had been accumulated for a long time, feeling much more comfortable, Jiang Xuemei's hand froze in the air, and she never stepped forward again.

There were many treasures hidden in the old beggar's library, and Jiang Xueji sneaked in while there was no one around, and it was not more than enough to take a few treasures to deal with mortals.

There were some books on the shelves of the library cabinet, and some of the bookshelves also put a few jars of wine, and she immediately made up the scene of the old beggar reading books while drinking.

It must be drunk, and the book hasn't turned a few pages, these books are very new, but the books like spells look shabby, and some are directly spread out on the bookcase.

"This old beggar didn't expect to be so unserious about reading. Jiang Xueji patted the dust in her hands and rummaged around, not noticing that there was already a person standing behind her.

"What are you looking for?" The person behind him spoke, Jiang Xueji stood up straight, and replied stiffly I didn't look for it, but I just passed by and came in to take a look, turned my head, and found an unfamiliar face.

"Who are you?" Jiang Xueji was even more vigilant, and the stranger first frowned and then grinned at the thought of something.

"I didn't have a fake beard, no wonder you didn't recognize me. The old beggar happily took out a fake beard from his arms and put it on himself, completely forgetting to ask Jiang Xueji why she was here.

Jiang Xueji's flustered eyes flashed, and finally her gaze fell on the brocade bag on his waist, which looked bulging as if it was filled with something good.

"Don't bother me with this idea, it's a little madman who gave me it, and I can't open it until he agrees, and I'll show it to you as soon as I can. The old beggar hurriedly covered his bag and made a reluctant look.

"I've boiled a few pairs of herbs recently, it's good for the wound on your face, don't look for it!" The old beggar pulled Jiang Xueji's sleeve and walked out, her hand touching the pen and inkstone on the bookcase.

The moment he walked out of the door, the innermost shelf of the library fell in, the wall loosened a few times and rearranged into a new pattern, and a dark wooden door appeared.