The eldest lady is reborn, get out of the way!

Chapter 231: I’m so jealous that I’m about to transform.

An accident happened on the first day of winter hunting in Jiuqun Mountain.

That night, the commander of the Yulin Guard, Pang Guangde, led his men to surround the tent of King Wei, and the news that they had taken someone away from the King of Wei spread like wildfire.

The next morning, the King of Wei knelt before Emperor Rong'an and pleaded his case, tearfully stating that he had no intention of killing his father.

He repeatedly stated that there was absolutely no way that the guest was an accomplice of Qianshan Tower who was sent to silence the witnesses.

Emperor Rong An saw the King of Wei crying and frowned: "Get up."

The King of Wei refused to get up and said, "I beg you to trust me, your Majesty."

Seeing that he did not move, Emperor Rong'an stopped trying to persuade him.

Instead, he leaned forward slightly and looked at the King of Wei: "You don't have the intention to kill your father, so do your staff members have it too?"

This question made the King of Wei sweat profusely: "Father, please understand! This is absolutely not the case!"

The King of Wei kowtowed heavily and said, "I swear to heaven!"

Emperor Rong'an's expression did not change much, and it was impossible to tell what his attitude towards this matter was.

But the King of Wei was really unsure and he didn't dare to gamble.

The emperor's heart was unfathomable. He could only express his filial piety to his father and was willing to resign from all his positions and worship Buddha at home.

Emperor Rong An frowned: "What are you doing?"

The King of Wei knelt down and took two steps, hugged Emperor Rong'an's thigh, and cried, "Your Majesty, I am terrified!"

After all, he was the eldest son who was already a father, and he hugged himself and cried so uncontrollably.

Emperor Rong An also softened his heart a little, "Okay, I don't blame you, don't let your imagination run wild."

When King Wei heard this, he felt reassured.

As long as my father doesn't dislike me because of this, it won't be too late to make plans for other things later.

After coming out of the Khan's tent, the King of Wei returned to his usual gentle and elegant appearance.

Cui Wu followed the steps of the King of Wei and whispered, "The person is in Pang Guangde's hands, and I'm afraid he won't be released for a while."

The King of Wei remained calm and said, "It's alright. I have a clear conscience."

Even if Pang Guangde captured the man, the King of Wei knew very well that he would not be able to get anything out of him.

Who would admit to the crime of assassinating the emperor and having his entire family destroyed?

The retainer had followed him for many years and knew very well that if he was involved in this matter, he would be killed no matter what.

Gritting your teeth is the best way to save your life.

It was difficult for the King of Wei to describe his feelings; he had never thought things would turn out like this.

"Is the assassin from Qianshan Tower still alive?" King Wei glanced at Cui Wu and lowered his voice.

Cui Wu shook his head slightly. "The Yulin Guards are on high alert, so we can't get any information."

The King of Wei paused and his expression changed immediately.

Cui Wu added: "We have sent people to inquire, and there will be news before noon."

King Wei glanced at Cui Wu and said, "It would be better if there is news."

Cui Wu quickly agreed.

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Hai Xian went to the camp of Duke Ying'an's mansion early in the morning with Emperor Rong'an's oral order to announce the decree.

Jiang Zhiyue accepted the reward, and Haixian said to her with a smile: "Sixth Miss is really a good daughter of a good father."

"Thank you for the compliment, eunuch. It is what I deserve." Jiang Zhiyue smiled.

Hai Xian smiled even brighter and said gently, "After we return to the capital, His Majesty will send down another imperial decree."

Jiang Zhiyue was not surprised to hear this, and smiled and thanked Hai Xian: "Thank you, Eunuch Hai, for your advice."

Jiang Zhiyue stuffed a handful of gold leaves into Haixian's hands, and he couldn't stop smiling.

Jiang Zhiyue saw Haixian off, and Duke Yingguo and Master Jiang Er both looked at her with concern.

The Duke of England knew that his daughter was indeed good at riding and shooting, but he never expected that she had such good fortune.

Jiang Zhiyue said: "The situation was urgent at the time, and I couldn't care less."

She didn't hit the target with every arrow, and several arrows missed.

Master Jiang looked at the injury on Jiang Zhiyue's palm and said, "Fortunately, the injury is not serious, otherwise, when will your hand be healed?"

Duan Hongyu had previously caused Achan to be in danger and had already injured her hand.

Now after this incident, my palms are even bruised.

Jiang Zhiyue smiled and said, "Fortunately, Your Majesty is blessed with great fortune, and King Xuan has an old miracle doctor."

It can only be said that King Xuan was very lucky. If he had not happened to meet the old miracle doctor, he would have taken the detoxification pill first.

The extent of his poisoning is probably far more serious than it is now, and it will take at least a month to eliminate the remaining poison.

It's not like now that the old miracle doctor only needs to stay with him for three to five days and he will be cured.

Speaking of King Xuan, Duke Ying couldn't help but think of his eldest daughter: "How is your sister?"

The Duke of Ying originally wanted to visit his eldest daughter, but Emperor Rong'an ordered that no one should disturb Prince Xuan's recovery.

Jiang Zhiyue nodded: "Sister is pregnant, the old doctor also checked her, everything is fine."

After hearing the last four words, Duke Ying felt relieved.

Second Master Jiang looked at the reward brought by Hai Xian and said, "Just now, did Eunuch Hai mean that His Majesty would give Ah Chan another reward?"

The Duke of England also narrowed his eyes, "Achan has made great contributions this time. We can't stop you this time. His Majesty will probably give you a title."

Jiang Zhiyue raised her eyebrows, her father seemed to have something else in his words.

Master Jiang also figured it out, his eyes tightened, "What do you mean, 'I can't stop it this time'?"

The Duke of England paused for a moment and talked about how Jiang Zhiyue helped her sister to divert the assassin during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Master Jiang touched his chin and nodded: "In that case, this time is indeed appropriate."

Jiang Zhiyue didn't feel anything, and was a little relieved: "Fortunately, my father stopped me last time."

"Otherwise, why not ask the censor to make another report?" Mr. Jiang added seriously.

The value of saving the princess and saving His Majesty and King Xuan is so different.

The Duke of Ying was the father-in-law of King Xuan, and the younger sister could be given a title for saving her elder sister.

Emperor Rong'an favored Duke Yingguo to such an extent that the censors would immediately scold him as a traitor when they heard about it.

The Duke of England looked at his youngest daughter and brother in silence, but decided to fire at his younger brother.

"Can you think of something useful?" The Duke of England glared at his brother.

Master Jiang sneered: "My mind is full of useful things."

Jiang Zhiyue stepped back silently. She didn't want to get involved in the "war" between her father and second uncle.

"You have such a good brain, why haven't I seen you become prime minister?"

The Duke of England was speaking in an extremely arrogant manner because he was in his own tent.

Mr. Jiang was no less impressive: "You are so good that you can't even manage your own backyard."

"What do you mean? I was talking about your career, how dare you talk about someone else's backyard! How can you quarrel like this?"

The British public was furious.

Master Jiang was calm and composed, looking like a scoundrel: "That's what a quarrel is like. Just tell me whether you can't handle it or not."

The British male bared his teeth, "Okay, two more rounds."

Jiang Zhiyue was stunned. How could these two people discuss something after quarreling?

Seeing his niece staring in amazement, Master Jiang couldn't help but laugh and said, "Your father is practicing in advance."

"Practice?" Jiang Zhiyue was puzzled: "Practice what?"

The Duke of England sat down on the armchair with great force, "Of course, it's to practice quarreling with those old-fashioned people after you are knighted!"

Master Jiang nodded seriously: "Achan, you don't know, those old guys are too sour."

He was so jealous of the Duke of England's imperial favor that he was about to transform into a human.

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