Jindu has always been the foundation of the top family in R country that has been passed down for thousands of years. This huge mansion also has a rich history of nearly a thousand years.
From the original village, it has become today's manor of great classical beauty and luxury.
Huxin Pavilion.
Where Michiko Inagawa lives.
In the room on the second floor, Michiko Inagawa gently rocked the crib and couldn't help but smile as she watched her nearly one-year-old son yawn and slowly close his eyes.
In her eyes, the little guy is extremely cute.
At first, she thought about becoming the wife of the man she loved and being by his side in a legitimate manner. Now that she has a son, she no longer cares about her status.
This little guy is the best gift that her beloved man can give her. It is a hundred times more valuable than anything in the world.
The two maids knelt silently on one side, waiting for Michiko Inagawa's instructions at any time.
Boom, boom, boom!
Someone knocked on the door.
Michiko frowned, fearing that the knock on the door would wake the little one up, so she motioned with her eyes to a maid to open the door.
The maid stood up carefully, trying not to make any noise, walked to the door in small steps, and gently pushed open the sliding door that resembled a solid wood partition.
A female guard in black knelt outside the door, kowtowed to Michiko and said, "Something happened to the master of the house..."
Michiko's expression changed as she listened to the female guard's story.
Within a day, or to be precise within an hour, the five main members of the Inagawa family, including Inagawa Ishino, encountered various accidents.
Four died and one was in coma.
Inakawa Ishino was severely comatose and in critical condition and was sent to a hospital in the capital for emergency treatment.
The female guard said sadly: "Now, you are the only one left who is qualified to lead the family!"
"I......"
When Michiko Inagawa thought about her brother's life hanging by a thread, her heart ached like a knife. She clenched her right hand into a fist and trembled slightly, trying to hold back her grief and anger.
At this time, she must stay calm, let alone cry or appear cowardly.
"Prepare an express train for me, I'm going to the capital!"
Michiko Inagawa decided to save her brother first.
In the capital, the Fujiwara family is quite powerful.
The Inagawa and Fujiwara families have been at odds for nearly a hundred years.
The mastermind behind this series of events is probably the Fujiwara family.
Her brother, who was in a severe coma, was far away in the capital, and she was really worried.
The female guard kowtowed again and said: "Master, for you, Jindu is the safest place!"
"For the entire Inagawa family, my brother's safety is more important." Michiko made up her mind, stood up and looked at her sleeping son, and whispered softly: "Baby, mommy has to leave you temporarily, be good."
She couldn't bear to be away from her son.
But when she goes to the capital, she will most likely face danger, and Jindu is the safest. It is also safest to leave her son in Jindu, in this heavily guarded manor.
"Qianyu, protect my child."
"But you..."
"Please!"
Michiko Inagawa bowed deeply to the female guard Qian Yu who was kneeling outside the door.
"I'm here, little master is here."
Qianyu almost swore.
When Michiko went out, she couldn't help but look back, took a deep look at her son lying on the crib, and silently prayed to God to bless the child, her brother.
After Michiko left, Qianyu transferred thirty subordinates to guard the Huxin Pavilion.
In the room, four maids and a wet nurse were guarding the crib. Qianyu sat cross-legged and closed her eyes to meditate, with a long knife placed on her legs.
Jindu Station.
A white Shinkansen express train is parked on a platform.
On the platform, three hundred men in black stood in awe.
When dozens of people gathered around Michiko and came to the platform, three hundred people saluted in unison.