Jiang Fugui glared at the useless second brother, then helped the old lady walk out.
Jiang Xiaosi suddenly asked, "How will father deal with the Jiang Yao family?"
Jiang Yao had killed her many times, and now he was spreading rumors to taint her innocence. How could Jiang Nai expose such a deep hatred so easily?
She asked this question to let her father make a decision.
If the father wanted to spare the Jiang Yao family for the sake of his second uncle, then Jiang Nai wouldn't mind sending someone to help her father solve this huge problem.
She will never tolerate Jiang Yao anymore!
Jiang Fugui turned his head and glanced at the little girl with complicated eyes.
Under the glowing candlelight, the little daughter clearly still had that cute little face, but there was a hint of cold murderous intent in her ice-bead-like eyes.
"My father will definitely give you an explanation about this matter before noon tomorrow."
Jiang Nai smiled toothily at his old father and said nothing more.
After returning to Liyuan with Mrs. Qiu, Jiang Nai entered the house, too tired to move.
Chun Ya brought a basin of water to help her wash her face. When she heard some movement by the window, she hurriedly walked over and pushed open a crack in the window.
One's voice came in faintly: "Master, before our people had time to take action, all those spreading rumors were arrested by the people from the palace."
Jiang Nai was leaning on the bedside. Hearing this, he was slightly stunned and then replied, "Oh, I know."
Chun Ya fiddled with the window panes, turned back to Jiang Nai, and whispered, "So, the prince sent people to arrest the gangsters who came to Jiang Mansion to surrender today?"
Jiang Nai said "Yeah" and rolled into bed, "Call me again at noon tomorrow."
She was so sleepy that when she was in the hall, she already wanted to sleep. If it weren't for the support of her thoughts, she would have fallen asleep in Qiu's arms.
Thinking that there were still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with tomorrow, Jiang Xiaonai felt very upset for no reason.
If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have gone back to the capital. There are so many things to do all day long, so it would be better to just hang around in my hometown and stay in bed all day without having to get up.
"Girl? Girl." Chun Ya called softly twice. Seeing that her little girl had fallen asleep instantly, she couldn't help but shook her head, reached out and put down the curtain, picked up the basin and retreated.
Early the next morning, Mrs. Han was dressing up in her garden.
Mrs. Liu, the close old nanny, raised her hand to open the door and hurried in.
After bowing to Mrs. Han, before Mrs. Han raised her eyes to ask, Mrs. Liu quickly walked to Mrs. Han and whispered a few words in her ear.
"What?" Han was shocked, and the tassel hairpin he was holding fell to the dressing table with a clang.
"You got it right, right?"
"No, ma'am." Madam Liu, who was also sweating coldly, leaned in front of her and said cautiously, "I heard it was someone from the palace who came at dawn."
"Uncle, he went to the palace overnight to meet the saint?"
Mrs. Liu nodded.
"Is this how people die?" Han asked in a low voice to Nanny Liu, "Have you found out more about it?"
"I got this from the boy in the gatekeeper's room. I can't be wrong. The boy even saw the body and said he carried the person out before dawn."
Mrs. Han covered her pounding heart and was stunned for a while, "Is it just gone?"
"I heard that after being gagged, she was not honest and kept whining for the rest of the night. Even the doorman couldn't sleep well because of her."