The day before coming to Weiyuan Marquis' Mansion, Jiang Hengzhi knew that Cheng Ying had trouble with Lin Wan. He wanted to teach him and Jiang Chi a lesson, but he didn't want to get the news.

Jiang Xiaoman is still alive.

Hearing this sentence, his brain even had a moment of blankness.

It took a long time to recover from his consciousness. He was shocked first, then he was happy and helpless, and even appeared on his face in turn with some guilt.

What Xiaoman could not die at the beginning was because he thought Xiaoman's letter was insignificant, so he ignored it for the banquet.

But now she is alive...

Jiang Hengzhi couldn't understand what he was thinking. He had planned to treat Xiaoman well from then on, and even thought about finding a good marriage for her, someone who would treat her sincerely.

But Xiaoman died so much, which made his guilt reach its peak for a moment.

When he learned that she was alive, the big stone that had been pressed down in his heart for a long time seemed to fall to the ground, which made him temporarily relieved.

Wei Yuanhou obviously didn't want to pay attention to Jiang Hengzhi, because he was an old minister of the previous dynasty and was older than Jiang Hengzhi, so he could not look at him directly.

Jiang Heng knew that he was a figure in one day, so he could not bear it because he lost face many times. His face was terrible, but he just couldn't bear it.

"I am indeed here to pick Xiaoman up today. Thank you for your care during this period. I will repay you in the future. I hope the marquis will bring her out."

"I said it, I don't know what you are talking about Xiaoman and Daman. If you are not here, you are not here."

Wei Yuanhou sat lazily, just as he was about to say something sarcastic, he saw a man standing tall and handsomely walking slowly not far away.

Marquis Weiyuan: "Oh, the Prince's Palace is coming down."

His tone was quite proud.

Jiang Hengzhi's expression was a bit complicated. Thinking of the recent rumors in the court that the prince intended to promote the Weiyuan Hou's lineage, he suddenly felt like he was being fooled.

Zhou Gongyu had known that Xiaoman was not dead, but he didn't tell him.

It is even possible that Xiaoman was not dead at the beginning but was hidden by him.

The more he thought about it, the worse his face became, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his chest.

Zhou Gongyu approached and saw Jiang Hengzhiyin's angry face, showing a gentle smile, and was as munched as spring water, but his eyes were filled with coldness.

"What's wrong with the Prime Minister?"

Jiang Hengzhi was laughed at by him and the fire became even more intense.

When Jiang Susi heard that the prince and the prime minister had chatted, he felt much more at ease. However, the servant ran away and said that Xiaoman would not drink medicine and did not know where to hide.

Han Shi was punished and tried his best to run out of his uncle's house. He was walking with a limping posture. His expression on his face was extremely proud. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted: "Cousin, that Jiang Chi hit the queen and got beaten the board, and his uncle also fell off his horse and broke his arm! The present life is the only one Jiang from their family..."

When he approached the front hall and saw Jiang Hengzhi's gloomy gaze, Han Shi's words stopped abruptly and he changed direction silently.

"Prime Minister, go back," Zhou Gongyu said lightly, "You can't take away people."

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Jiang Xiaoman shrank behind the rockery, and his whole body was wet and cold.

If the light cannot shine on her, it is like Jiang Hengzhi cannot find her either.

Although Bai Yan is good at martial arts, she is not very good at speaking and doesn't know how to comfort her.

"Miss, the medicine is about to cool down."

Xiaoman sat down with his knees in his arms, feeling that he was back to his ten years old.

The old lady in Cheng Tinglan's yard did not know the importance of the attack, and she was a little cruel. She cried and hid behind the rockery for a long time.

No one looked for her until dark. She covered her wrists and cried and almost fell asleep.

Tao Si appeared at that time, without raising the lantern in the darkness, she looked at her condescendingly, unable to see clearly: "If you cry enough, go back to sleep."

Hearing Bai Yan calling out to the second young master, Xiaoman buried his head in his arm and shouted aggrievedly: "Brother Han, can you take me back? I will not be cured."

The man paused for a moment, and after a while, she felt the breeze ripped from her sleeves.

Not Han Shi.

She raised her face.

Zhou Gongyu squatted in front of Xiaoman, his eyes as gentle and quiet as before, and reached out to rub her hair.

"Xiaoman, it's okay."

She shrank back, her eyes filled with fear and alertness: "I won't go back with you, I won't go back to Jiang's mansion."

These fears and her instinctive rejection were like stern schi to him.

Zhou Gongyu's face was a little pale, but he still smiled and said, "He has left, no one will take you back."
Chapter completed!