Soon after, Ah Yin's body was found and hidden among the flowers in the palace garden. Her throat had been cut, her body was stained with blood, her eyes were wide open, and she died in extreme pain.
Jiang went over and took another look: "Give her a grand burial and give her family more compensation."
The guards carried her away, and the servants who were watching the excitement were talking in low voices, wondering why the girl refused to die in peace. Could it be that there was really a monster in the palace?
People at that time were ignorant, and once they got involved with gods and ghosts, people's hearts would be in chaos. The Yan family was withering, there were not many masters, and there were not many people to serve them, but they were all loyal people, but these people in the palace were
The slaves given by His Majesty thought they could see the situation clearly, and usually thought highly of themselves, cheating and cheating. But now, most of them believed in the monsters, trembled with fear, and wanted to leave the palace.
"Let them go." Jiang You didn't even try to comfort him. He decided their fate with just one sentence, "Our palace cannot afford to support these guys who eat everything in and have lofty ideals."
Could it be that those who were kicked out of the palace would find a way to live in other palaces? Coupled with the princess's comments, they must have found another way to make a living.
After Jiang finished dealing with the mess in the house, he remembered the dead Jiang Xueer and asked someone to go to Jiang's house to investigate. If her body was still in Jiang's house, he would find someone to bury her.
Jiang Xue'er is not evil, everything was Mrs. Jiang's idea, and maybe there were other people who helped her, but Jiang Xue'er is just a spoiled and willful little girl.
With all the Jiang family members in jail, who would care about a little girl's death? They were all afraid of getting into trouble. So Jiang asked people to keep a low profile and not attract attention.
Just as she sent the people out, a hot body suddenly came up behind her. The man's breath enveloped her, and a pair of strong, muscular arms wrapped around her waist. The voice that fell in her ears was weak: "I
After only a few days away, such a big thing happened in Beijing..."
Jiang smelled the smell of blood again, restrained the urge to slap him away, and turned his head to look at him: "Are you injured?"
"Yeah." Yan Zhantian didn't show off and said pitifully, "I'm injured. It hurts."
Jiang You's face was full of suspicion. If he said it was okay, then she would believe that he was seriously injured. When he said something was wrong, it must be just a minor injury, and he used it to act coquettishly with her.
"Where's the injury? Let me take a look." Jiang turned around from his arms again, and with a quick glance, he found gauze wrapped around his neck.
"Throat cut?" What a coincidence? Jiang reached out to touch his neck again, but Yan Zhantian took a step back to avoid her hand.
"It's a small injury, don't scare Qing Qing." He just wanted Jiang You to coax him, and didn't want her to worry.
He was hit by an arrow in the shoulder. The arrow had a hook. When it was pulled out, the wound was bloody. He was afraid that Jiang would be frightened if he saw it again.
He didn't let him look, so Jiang Youbian retracted his hand and looked at him a few times. He was in good condition. He might have been traveling all night, so he was a little bruised at the moment.
Her tone was two points softer than before: "Looking at how busy you are, take a shower and go to bed first, and wait until you wake up to talk about anything else."
"Okay." Yan Zhantian has been on the road these days and only sleeps for an hour a day. He is indeed very tired. Seeing that Qingqing cares about him, he feels happy and agrees happily.
Jiang asked someone to bring water and two plates of snacks. When Yan Zhantian came out of the bath, he asked him to use some.
Yan Zhantian soaked in hot water and fell asleep. If Jiang You hadn't reminded him outside the door, he might have fallen asleep directly.
After the hot bath relieved some of his fatigue, Yan Zhan Tianqiang worked hard to change his medicine, and appeared in the dormitory wearing an undershirt. He didn't wear a mask, and walked naturally to Jiang Youshen with a handsome face.
I sat down next to him and ate a few snacks to cushion him.
"Go to bed." Jiang saw that he was suppressing sleepiness, so he didn't send him to the study room, but kindly gestured for him to go to bed.
Yan Zhantian couldn't believe it for a moment. Seeing that Jiang was not joking, his eyes suddenly lit up and he threw himself into Jiang You's bed.
He buried his head on the quilt and took a deep breath - it smelled so good... it was the fragrance of Qingqing's body!