The guards searched, but found no trace. There were only a few wooden figures walking back and forth in the yard. They looked at each other and had to leave the yard.
Gu Wei asked: "Where are people?"
"No one was found." The guard shook his head, "We searched everything, and indeed someone lived here, but there was nothing about women, and Ji Zongyuan was not found."
Gu Wei: "..."
Gu Weining frowned, if it wasn't Ji Zongyuan, who else could it be?
The guard said again: "At that time, the group of people ran in three ways. I didn't see anyone coming here. The three groups of people bit the poison hidden in their teeth, and there is no evidence for death."
Gu Wei was not reconciled, so he searched around the yard again, but he didn't even find any clues, so he had to take someone back and leave.
In the evening, Feng Shaojin returned to the camp.
Gu Wei explained the matter in detail: "Fortunately, you first sent a group of people to pretend to send the young lady away, otherwise, the young lady and the young master would be blown to nothing."
Feng Shaojin sternly said, "Didn't you find anyone?"
"No, I originally suspected it was Ji Zongyuan, and I sent someone to search his courtyard on the outskirts of the city, but found nothing."
"Keep an eye on him." Feng Shaojin's tone was indifferent: "He Jingshu has always lived there, how could he not find any clues?
If it wasn't hidden deep, then we underestimated this person's strength.
One day, he will show his feet, and tell He Wenhao about Ji Zongyuan by the way, and let him beware of this person..."
Gu Wei: "Yes."
"How about the young lady and the young master?" Feng Shaojin's brows softened instantly when Mo Lingwei was mentioned.
"It's nothing." Gu Wei said: "The young lady and the young master are people who have experienced storms, and there is no difference."
"That's good." Feng Shaojin lowered his eyes and flipped through the documents in his hand: "When the border affairs are done, I will go back to the other courtyard to see her..."
The war broke out again, harming the people.
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I don't know how long it took, but the sound of footsteps above my head finally disappeared.
He Jingshu didn't know how long she stayed in the secret passage, she took care of Ji Zongyuan who had a fever until he woke up.
When Ji Zongyuan opened his eyes, the high fever on his body had faded away. He only saw the woman lying on the stone table and fell asleep under the dim light.
There was a wooden basin on the table filled with cold water, and his forehead was covered with a damp cotton cloth.
Ji Zongyuan took the cotton cloth from his forehead, propped himself up, and gently draped the thin blanket behind her.
"Shaojin." He Jingshu opened her eyes, looked up at the tall man, her vision was hazy and blurred, the man's face was somewhat similar to that unforgettable handsome face.
Ji Zongyuan sat down beside her, with a gentle voice: "Don't freeze."
He Jingshu's eyes became clear, she rested her chin on the palm of her hand, and stared at the wick on the table: "Those people are leaving?"
"Well, let's go."
"If I was abandoned by the Feng family, would the He family not want me anymore?"
"No." Ji Zongyuan comforted in a low voice: "As long as I live for a day, I will support your brother for a day. The He family will always be your home, and no one has the right to drive you away from the He family."
"But now my brother listened to his father and went to get the waters. The whole He family is about to fall into the hands of He Wenhao..."
"Don't worry." Ji Zongyuan calmly analyzed the situation: "The water area is now the most important part of the He family, and when your brother fixes it, he will be able to gain a firm foothold in the He family.
As for He Wenhao, with your father around, he won't be allowed to succeed for too long. He has snatched the position of president of the chamber of commerce. As long as your father wants to regain this position, it is impossible to keep him in this world... "
After hearing this, He Jingshu felt the coolness crawling into her body from her hair, and her scalp felt a little numb...
A tiger's poison does not eat its son. For the sake of being the president of a chamber of commerce, would a father kill his own son?