When the light was on in the study, Ji Wanxi quietly entered. As soon as he looked up, he saw Qing Muhan sitting behind the desk reading, and his heart "cluttered".

Qing Muhan saw Ji Wanxi enter the door, put down the book, curled his lips at Ji Wanxi and waved, "madam is not here, some can't sleep."

The perfect face is particularly beautiful under the light, but Ji Wanxi doesn't want to enjoy it.

She pursed her lips and stood stiffly at the door, unable to advance or retreat.

Obviously, Qing Muhan already knows everything.

Ji Wanxi simply broke the jar and said, "I have given the painting to Ji Zimei. This is someone else's property anyway, and I can't get it back!"

Looking at the embarrassed Ji Wanxi, Qing Muhan chuckled and walked towards Ji Wanxi with his feet raised. His eyes flashed jokingly: "listen to what madam means, it's up to me to kill or cut again? What punishment does madam intend me to use this time?"

Ji Wanxi: "..."

Looking at Qing Muhan's relaxed look, her doubts deepened.

"Is there really a treasure map in it?" Ji Wanxi saw that Qing Muhan looked OK, and changed the topic: "besides, after so many years, can you find a place after collecting things?"

Ji Wanxi felt strange. How could Qing Muhan give her things so easily? He was not curious about the so-called treasure?

Qingmu Han raised his eyebrows and said, "No."

"No!"

Qing Mu Han Xie laughed wildly and grabbed Ji Wanxi: "there is no so-called treasure map or so-called treasure at all. It is all made up. Your sister is now favored by the governor of Haicheng, but she is also under this guise. It is unknown who the governor of Haicheng is, but she also wants to take a share in this troubled world after all."

"Then my uncle!"

Ji Wanxi looked nervous: "Ji Zimei found that there was no treasure map at all. Isn't my uncle in danger?"

Qing Mu Han and Ji Wanxi looked at each other, without asking whether they could.

"You..." Ji Wanxi realized that Qing Muhan was here waiting for her to beg him.

"What does madam want to say?"

Qing Mu Han's voice is gentle, his eyes are half squinted, with the suspicion of seduction.

Ji Wanxi has been pulled by Qing Mu han to sit on his lap. She secretly grinds at Qing Mu Han's shameless appearance. Looking up at Qing Mu Han, her eyes are clear and clear: "please help me save my uncle's family."

Qing Mu Han looked at the woman in front of him and smiled.

"You are finally willing to ask for my help."

……

The next day, Qing Muhan's study was particularly busy.

Ji Wanxi saw his deputy and some unknown staff coming and going, as if something big had happened.

However, no matter what she asked, Qing Muhan said it was all right.

Until I saw the newspapers and the blazing news on the street.

Ji Wanxi knew that the north and the South were at war.

The governor of Haicheng couldn't wait for the so-called treasure map to appear, so he rushed to war.

Ji Wanxi was worried about the safety of her uncle's family, and she really didn't know where Ji Zimei had locked them up.

I'm such a fool. How can I expect to believe Ji Zimei?

"Knock knock knock."

The door was knocked and Ji Wanxi was asked to go to the study.

Where is the uncle's family?

She hurried to the study with Qing Muhan's deputy.

Entering the study, Qing Muhan took Ji Wanxi and sat down beside him.

He looked up slightly, "tell me what you found."

Qing Muhan's deputy nodded and said, "we have found a house. There is a dungeon left behind. Madam and uncle's family should be below."

Speaking of this, the deputy was a little embarrassed: "Ji Zimei was also there, and several people who followed Ji Zimei were not weak. If they broke through hard, there would be too much movement, for fear that they would attack the killer first. If Ji Zimei could leave the house, it would be much easier."

"I'll go!"

Ji Wanxi said, "I'll lead her out."

Qing Muhan directly interrupted, "no, in case someone reports, you will be in danger, I won't allow it!"

Ji Wanxi was very determined: "this is the most feasible way, except for me, she will not come out easily."

"I promise to help you save your uncle, but only if you can't be in any danger!"

Neither of them could persuade the other, and they were in a stalemate for a time.

Two days later, Qing Muhan didn't talk to Ji Wanxi and fell into the cold war.

Ji Wanxi suddenly received a letter.

The letter was written by Uncle Lin Zhuo with messy fonts and a little blood stains, which Ji Zimei forced him to write.

The letter said:

Ji Zimei found that this was a useless ordinary landscape painting. She gave it up in two days and sent it to the implication teahouse. Otherwise, she would chop Lin Zhuo's hand and send it next time.