Chapter 1023

Jian Shujie turned to look at the group of people behind him and ordered in a deep voice.

"You go to other places in the West courtyard to search and see if you can find the trace of the thief. Remember to be small and don't make noise, so as not to disturb the lady's rest."

The housekeeper quickly replied, "here!"

Jian Shujie took a deep breath and put his hand on the door.

With a little effort, the door was pushed gently, followed by an extremely slight creak.

Jian Shujie took the lantern from the servant girl and stepped into the bedroom.

The room was dark and silent.

The lantern in his hand emits a faint warm yellow light, and the area that can be illuminated is very limited.

He called softly as he walked towards the inner room.

"Are you awake, madam?"

A moment later, there was a small sound in the house, like the sound of clothes and quilts rubbing against each other.

Jian Shujie walked around the screen into the inner room and just saw his wife lift the quilt and prepare to sit up.

"Madam, why are you up?"

He quickly put down the lantern, walked quickly over and reached out to help his wife's arm.

But his wife dodged.

Mrs. Jane is less than 40, but because of her illness, she is as thin as firewood, her face is sallow, her cheeks are slightly sunken, and there are even a few wisps of white hair on her temples. The whole person looks like she is in her fifties, and the whole person exudes an unhealthy and weak atmosphere.

Her hair was disheveled, and she was wearing only a light colored middle coat. Her exposed wrist was extremely thin, as if it could be broken with a little force.

At this time, she was looking at Jian Shujie with frightened eyes.

"You, you go away, don't touch me."

Jian Shujie showed helplessness: "madam, I just care about you. I don't mean any harm to you."

Mrs. Jane pursed her bloodless lips and refused to respond.

Jian Shujie sighed, "I don't understand. Since two months ago, you have avoided me like snakes and scorpions. Why? Obviously, we were so loving before. I think I've never failed you for so many years. Why do you suddenly seem to be a different person and resist me so much?"

Mrs. Jane clung to the quilt like the last straw.

Her eyes to Jian Shujie were full of fear and doubt, and she didn't look at her husband's warmth and attachment.

As if standing in front of her, it was not her husband who had been with her for many years, but a stranger in her husband's skin.

Jian Shujie's tone was very gentle and full of love: "if I did something wrong, you can tell me that I will change it. Please don't do this again, okay?"

He held out his hand again, trying to hold his wife's hand.

Mrs. Jane hurried back.

But the bed is so big, where can she hide?

Soon she could not retreat and was forced to a dead corner.

Jian Shujie couldn't help holding her hand, and his face became more and more gentle.

"Well, let's stop.

I'll stay here tonight and watch you until the thief leaves.

Don't be afraid. I'm your husband. As long as I'm here, no one will hurt you. "

Mrs. Jane couldn't get rid of his hand with all her strength. Her mood became excited and her face became more and more frightened.

"You let go of me! You're not my husband at all! You're not!"

Jian Shujie's face sank instantly after hearing this.

But he still clung to Mrs. Jane's wrist.

He stared at Mrs. Jane's eyes trembling with fear and said word by word.

"I'm Jian Shujie! I'm your husband! I'm the Sheriff of Lu'an County! If you dare to say another word, I'll make you unable to say another word in your life!"

Mrs. Jane was so frightened that she shut her mouth.

She trembled with fear and her eyes turned red.

Seeing that she stopped talking, Jian Shujie's expression eased down

He touched her hair and coaxed softly.

"You should remember that no matter before, now or in the future, I am your only husband. You must stop talking. As long as you listen to me, I will take good care of you, including our two children."

When she heard the word "child", Mrs. Jane couldn't help it any more, and her tears fell down.

But she dared not resist any more, so she could only clench her teeth and not cry.

Jian Shujie wiped her tears with a silk handkerchief and said in a warm voice, "well, don't cry. You're still sick. Crying too much is bad for your health."

Obviously, his actions and tone are very gentle, but for Mrs. Jane, it's like a poisonous snake crawling over her, which makes her feel creepy.

Her body trembled even more.

Jian Shujie comforted, "don't be afraid. Have a good sleep. Nothing will happen when you wake up."

With an unquestionable force, he pushed Mrs. Jane back to bed and forced her to lie down.

Jian Shujie covered her with a quilt: "I'll go and see what's going on outside. Don't move, you know?"

Mrs. Jane nodded with tears in her eyes.

Jian Shujie smiled with satisfaction: "that's good."

He helped his wife tuck in the quilt, and his movements were skilled and natural. If he ignored the fear on Mrs. Jane's face, the picture looked no different from the loving husband and wife of ordinary people.

He straightened up and turned around.

At this moment, a breeze seemed to blow his hair.

Then he felt something cold sticking to his neck.

He subconsciously wanted to hide, but he heard someone say to him.

"If you don't want to die, don't move."

Jian Shujie stood still and dared not move.

With the faint warm light from the lantern, he saw a long sword near his neck, with a sharp edge.

The man holding the hilt stood a step away.

Jian Shujie saw each other's company clearly and couldn't help shouting: "warm the old city!"

Wen Jiucheng was wearing a black night suit and looked like a crown jade. When he saw the other party calling out his name, he smiled gently. He was not like a cold-blooded and ruthless assassin, but more like a graceful gentleman.

"Good evening."

Jian Shujie asked suspiciously, "is it you who sneaked into the sheriff's house tonight? But haven't you been out of town? Why did you suddenly appear here?"

Wen Jiucheng explained slowly.

"I haven't been out of town since the beginning.

I just found someone who was similar to me and asked him to put on my clothes and pretend to be me. They left Fufeng city together.

The real me has always been in the city and never left. "

The man disguised as Wen old city covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief all the way, as if he had caught the wind cold and kept coughing.

He and Wen Jiucheng are similar in shape. With a handkerchief covering his face and a little makeup, people who are not familiar with him can't tell the true from the false.

Through eavesdropping the night before, those spies learned that Wen Jiucheng's throat was uncomfortable. Seeing him cough so badly this morning, they would only think that his condition was getting worse and would not doubt the authenticity of Wen Jiucheng at all.