Lord, he is also being attacked today

Chapter 20 Your Highness, Your Head Is Green
Tangyuan looked up at his grandmother in fear, and suddenly saw his grandmother who looked strange under the interlaced light, and his face turned pale with fright!
"Grand...grandmother?"

Tang Yuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, trying to let go of her grandmother's sleeve and run away.

Fortunately, at this time, the old lady who was fascinated by the black tablet came back to her senses.

She put away that strange expression, and looked like that kind and amiable old lady again.

"Tangyuan, good boy, kowtow three times to your uncle."

The old lady touched Tangyuan's head lovingly.

Tangyuan settled down. Although the grandmother was already normal, he was a little scared by the scene just now, so the grandmother asked him to kowtow, and he immediately knelt down and kowtowed without saying a word.

Tangyuan obediently kowtowed, the old lady watched the scene with satisfaction, neither of them saw the movement above their heads.

On the roof of the ancestral hall, a piece of tile was gently removed by someone, and a pair of beautiful eyes were looking in through the gap——

The person who quietly peeked on the roof was Ji Wushuang.

In Baohua Temple, she confirmed that Qin Yufeng was not the one who abused her son, so she planned to visit Prince Qin's mansion at night to check on other people in the mansion.

If people with impure motives can be found as soon as possible, they can be eliminated immediately, lest Xiao Tangyuan encounter a death crisis.

Unexpectedly, she didn't find any suspicious people when she first came to Qin Palace, but she found something very interesting.

This old lady is very strange.

Ji Wushuang stared at the old lady with narrowed eyes, not missing any subtle expressions on the old lady's face.

The expression on the old lady's face when she saw Tangyuan kowtow to the spirit tablet made her feel as if the old lady finally saw that her son who died young had a successor...

That kind of relief, that kind of complicated and indistinguishable sadness and sorrow, is very strange.

Ji Wushuang's eyes fell on the spirit card.

Qin Yuyang.

Looking at the dates of his birth and death, he seems to have died five years ago.

five years ago...

Five years ago, Princess Zhaoyang, who was the eldest princess of the former dynasty, married Qin Yufeng.

Five years ago, Princess Zhaoyang was pregnant with Qin Zhan's little glutinous rice balls.

Five years ago, the young Qin Yuyang died.

Ji Wushuang's eyes sparkled, oops, did she watch too many bloody dramas in modern times?Why did these apparently unrelated things come together to make her have a terrible guess?

If that conjecture is true, was Qin Yuyang killed by his brother Qin Yufeng, or by Princess Zhaoyang?
Or did he choose to commit suicide out of guilt and anxiety?
Ji Wushuang imagined countless bloody plots in her mind, and when she was gossiping with great enthusiasm, she suddenly felt that the crisis was coming——

Someone attacked!

Her face changed slightly, her palms were immediately propped on the tiles, her body tilted sideways, and then she turned around quickly, easily dodging the hidden weapon that was attacking her heart.

She turned over and stood on the roof, lowering her head and looking down at the person in the courtyard facing the wind.

Ji Wushuang's eyes fell on the silver mask on his face, and there was a hint of mockery in Ji Wushuang's eyes.

Tsk, my lord, the silver mask is really not suitable for you, how nice is the green one!

You match green very well!

"..."

Qin Yufeng stared expressionlessly at the man in black on the roof.

The other party only showed a pair of eyes, but he could see the pity and malice towards him from those beautiful eyes.

Whoops, ridiculous!He is a majestic prince who holds great power, what is there for him to be pitied?
(End of this chapter)