The man looked at Jiang Huan with suspicion in his eyes and hurriedly added, "The fifth princess may not know something. In the Prime Minister's Mansion, meals are prepared much in advance every day. Because the meals in the Prime Minister's Mansion are very rich.
, No matter what happens on this day, the daily meals must be prepared according to the standards, and we must not be lazy and reduce the portion and variety."
As the man spoke, he took out a bloody note from his arms, "If the fifth princess doesn't believe it, take a look at this menu."
Jiang Huan didn't mind the blood stains on the note, so he picked it up and looked at each dish carefully.
Immediately, her eyes fell on a dish of pork bone soup.
Presumably, in order to prevent himself from being held accountable, the man must have prepared some unfinished pork bone soup.
Jiang Huan laughed out loud, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. The man who looked at him felt uncomfortable all over.
She was a little too handy, as if everything that was going to happen next was controlled by Jiang Huan.
No matter how much the man tried to reverse the outcome of this matter, it was already difficult to reverse it.
"Did you know that besides having black fingers, the people of Zhejiang also have another characteristic?" Jiang Huan's eyes revealed a strange and dangerous meaning. He looked at the man who was shivering all over, and his face was already pale due to blood loss.
A bit paler.
His lips moved, but he could not utter a single syllable.
Jiang Huan stretched out her hand and strangled the man's neck. She exerted such force that the man struggled painfully.
At first, he was unwilling to fight back. He just pretended to be ignorant of martial arts and let Jiang Huan pinch him until he rolled his eyes and almost died at any moment.
Jiang Huan looked at the man's appearance and whispered in his ear, "If you don't fight back, the little girl you want to protect will be caught without knowing anything."
The man who had planned to die suddenly opened his eyes. His originally calm and innocent eyes suddenly changed, filled with anger, as if he wanted to burn Jiang Huan out of reincarnation with the endless fire of karma.
Jiang Huan was not annoyed, but looked at the man quietly, as if waiting for something.
The man suddenly grabbed Jiang Huan's wrist with his backhand, and with one force, Jiang Huan was knocked over.
Jiang Huan deftly held down the man's shoulders and followed his movements in the opposite direction.
In just a moment, Jiang Huan had already turned over and was behind the man.
She grabbed the man's throat again and suddenly reached out and pulled off the man's back collar, revealing the red mark.
This imprint shows the appearance of the flower when it blooms, and becomes increasingly clear, revealing its truest appearance bit by bit.
"Every Zinjiang person will plant a flower seed in his body when he is young. As he grows older, the imprint left by this flower seed will become more and more obvious. Especially when the body temperature rises and the body is stained with sweat.
At the same time, the mark of this flower seed will be revealed." Jiang Huan stared at him fiercely, with a murderous look in his eyes, "I didn't expect that there are still remnants of the country's subjugation lurking in Kyoto, and they dare to
You were the one who poisoned and murdered the eldest lady of the prime minister's house. You did the right thing and you were very courageous."
The man wanted to grind his teeth to pieces. Now he had taken off his mask. The previous disguise was no longer visible, only the murderous intent that covered his body was left.
How can this man still see the respect he had for Jiang Huan before? Now he is just swallowed up by his own anger and will become a slave of anger.
There was only one thought in his mind right now, and that was to kill Jiang Huan.
What tens of thousands of people in this country could not do back then, is now easily possible for him.
The man had already given up all the previous warnings, and his eyes were full of murderous intent to cut Jiang Huan into pieces.
Jiang Huan looked into the man's eyes, feeling a little dazed.
Before I jumped off the city wall in my previous life, did I look at the ruins of Jiang State with corpses everywhere like this?
Have you ever looked at Chen Du like this?
Jiang Huan's eyes widened in astonishment. While she was hesitating, the man had already reached out and grabbed her neck, as if he was holding a thin and weak puppy.
Jiang Huan, however, did not struggle. She just confided word by word with difficulty, "Even if you kill me, our country will not be restored, and your people will not be resurrected."
"Shut up! It's all you! If it weren't for you, Jiang Guo, why would our country have died so miserably!" The man's eyes turned red and he almost strangled Jiang Huan to death.
However, before Jiang Huan could say a few more words to him, he only saw a dagger flying towards the place where the two of them were entangled.
It only took a moment, but the dagger was inserted directly into the back of the man's hand, forcing the man to let go of Jiang Huan's neck.
The next moment, another dagger stabbed straight into the man's chest.
Blood spurted out and stained Jiang Huan's goose-yellow dress. She was so shocked that she stood on the spot, motionless. Only her eyes trembled involuntarily at the moment they were stained with blood.
"Brother--" A petite girl rushed over from the crowd. She was already in tears. She desperately covered the man's wound, trying to stop the man's bleeding.
But it's just a futile effort.
The man's limbs twitched, and then he stopped breathing.
Until his death, he looked at Jiang Huan with those angry eyes, as if he wanted to cut her into pieces.
Drag her into that endless hell.
"Why do you want to kill him, why..." the girl sobbed in a low voice, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably due to grief, and the delicate red rose could be seen in the gap between the long hair hanging down.
It is blooming continuously until it covers the entire back.
It seems that this is the host that has been nurtured and returned.
The toxicity of Gui Qu Lai is stronger than that of other flower species, and the host will inevitably need to be exposed to the poisonous powder of Gui Qu Lai during the cultivation process.
It is almost impossible to completely avoid it.
Therefore, this mark that is unique to the country will become increasingly red and charming under the influence of toxins, almost the same as real flowers.
"Come back, it was obviously Pang Manman who called me..." Before the girl could finish her words, she saw a dagger shot straight into her neck.
She only heard a painful cry, her eyes widened and she covered her bleeding neck, and then she lost her breath in an instant.
Jiang Huan felt that his whole heart was clenched so tightly that he couldn't breathe.
She desperately looked for the perpetrator, but when she raised her eyes, she was met with Chen Du's overwhelming chill.