Chapter 50: Mother, What’s Wrong?
The sound just now must have been someone scared to tears.
Jiang Ruanxi calculated the time, and the assassination seemed to have happened earlier than she remembered from her previous life.
With no time to think, she quickly put on her clothes and walked outside.
Hong Ye blocked her, “Madam, it’s chaotic outside. We shouldn’t go out.”
Soon, the sound of clashing swords came, and even through the door and window, Jiang Ruanxi could feel the bloodthirsty chill.
Bang…
As soon as Hong Ye’s words fell, the door was suddenly smashed open.
“Madam, you go first.”
Hong Ye had never seen such a big formation, her face pale white. Clearly very afraid herself, she still spread her arms to block in front of Jiang Ruanxi.
A man in black clothes stood at the door. Jiang Ruanxi glanced at him, and his gaze fell on her, then he raised his knife and slashed at her.
A flash of cold light passed, and Jiang Ruanxi’s back went cold, but with no time to think, she pulled Hong Ye and escaped through the window.
That person’s target was clearly herself.
Hong Ye said, “Madam, let’s go find the Old Madam and the Marquis.”
Living next door to Jiang Ruanxi were Madam Zhou and Lin Tingting, and next to them was Lin Ningkun.
The thugs were so ferocious; they couldn’t resist at all. Lin Ningkun had come out this time with family servants and guards, which could at least save his own life.
Jiang Ruanxi shook her head, “It’s better to rely on ourselves than to beg them. We’re so close; do you think they can’t hear such a big commotion?”
Even if the Lin family members knew, they chose to ignore her. What did that mean?
It meant either they sent the person.
Or they were pretending to be dead and couldn’t hear.
Either way, going to them would be useless.
Hong Ye also thought of it.
Was the Old Madam and the Marquis disregarding the Madam’s life or death?
How could they be so heartless?
**
In the next room, Madam Zhou paced restlessly, listening to the commotion outside. Her heart went numb as she walked back and forth in the room.
“Kun’er, Jiang Ruanxi is right next door. I just heard the sound of the next door opening. Why don’t you go take a look?”
Lin Ningkun frowned, and indifferent words came out.
“Mother, if she’s smart, she shouldn’t run around in this situation. If she wants to seek death, no one can save her.”
“Your elder sister-in-law has your elder brother there, so I’m not worried about her, but Jiang Ruanxi is after all the mistress of our Marquis Manor. If people find out, won’t our backbone be poked?”
“Mother, Third Sister is missing, and you don’t seem anxious. You usually hate her the most, so why are you speaking up for her now?” Lin Ningkun thought of Jiang Ruanxi’s usual behavior and felt infinite disgust and irritation.
Plus what happened during the day left a shadow in his heart, and he already suspected the matter with Jiang Xuerou. His mind was troubled, with no thought for other things.
“I do dislike her, but she is after all a daughter-in-law of the Lin family…”
Before she finished, Lin Ningkun directly interrupted her.
“Mother, I told you, don’t worry about this matter. If she’s lucky, she’ll survive naturally. As for Third Sister, I’ve already sent people to look for her. Just wait for the news.”
**
Outside the room, Jiang Ruanxi and Hong Ye fled hurriedly.
Jiang Ruanxi ran under the night curtain, but she had already surveyed the terrain here during the day.
The Crown Prince lived in the west wing room, and there were guards there. As long as she went there, she might be safe.
Seeing the black-clothed man behind chasing up, Jiang Ruanxi had no choice but to grit her teeth and pull Hong Ye, rushing into a room at the corner.
“Boss, mission failed.”
The black-clothed man stood at the door, his brows lightly furrowed. Soon, the dark courtyard was lit by torches, as bright as daylight.
He glanced into the room, and his pitch-black eyes met Jiang Ruanxi’s eyes exactly.
Deep like an icy pool bottomless, yet like a huge vortex attracting Jiang Ruanxi’s eyes.
Such heavy hatred and killing intent. Jiang Ruanxi had lived two lifetimes, yet this was the first time she encountered such a person.
Who exactly was he?
She hadn’t expected to blindly bump into the assassination black-clothed man like a blind cat meeting a dead mouse.
Her mind raced, just thinking about what to do, when a voice came from behind.
“Madam, there are who knows how many assassins outside now. Why are you here? Go back.” A young monk reminded her from behind.
The man who had been staring at her issued an order in a rough and hoarse voice.
“Withdraw.”
Just a simple word, yet carrying an irresistible tone.
In an instant, all the black-clothed men in the temple disappeared into the night, leaving only a faint bloody smell lingering in the courtyard.
“Ah…”
Jiang Ruanxi’s thoughts hadn’t returned when another terrified sound came from the west wing room.
Everyone in the courtyard, the young monks and guards, all turned to look uniformly. Jiang Ruanxi and Hong Ye were also curious but were stopped by one of the steward monks, “Marquis of Dingning’s Wife, you were frightened.”
Jiang Ruanxi nodded, “I’m fine.”
“Marquis of Dingning’s Wife, the temple has encountered assassins, and the west wing rooms are damaged. I’ve already had the east wing rooms cleaned up. Please move to the east wing room. For today’s matter, the temple will surely give the guests an explanation.”
As the abbot’s words fell, an angry and surprised voice came from not far away, “How could it be you?”
Everyone followed the sound and saw it was from the west wing room side. The abbot’s face changed slightly.
Seeing this, Jiang Ruanxi smiled and proposed to take leave, “Thank you, Abbot. We’ll go now.”
After leaving the courtyard, Hong Ye looked at Jiang Ruanxi with a puzzled face.
“Madam, the sound just now was clearly from Third Miss. Why didn’t we go take a look?”
“Who lives in the west wing room? Going there would get us covered in blood.”
“But the sound was from Third Miss. Isn’t it bad if we don’t go look?”
“What’s bad about it? What does it have to do with me where she is!” Jiang Ruanxi said indifferently.
Hong Ye was stunned, not expecting Jiang Ruanxi to suddenly be so indifferent toward the Lin family members.
But she was also happy for her. Her madam had finally seen through those people and knew to protect herself.
But she still had a doubt.
“Madam, you said there were assassins tonight, and everyone was afraid to come out of their rooms. Why was Third Miss there?”
Jiang Ruanxi looked deeply toward the west wing room and said meaningfully, “I’m curious too. But no rush; we’ll know soon enough.”
Jiang Ruanxi returned to the courtyard and had just taken a sip of tea to calm her nerves when Madam Zhou came in anxiously.
Her face full of anxiety and complexity.
Jiang Ruanxi slowly put down the teacup, pretending to know nothing.
“Mother, what’s wrong with you?”
Madam Zhou was displeased in her heart.
What was Jiang Ruanxi pretending with her for? There was such a big commotion outside; how could she not have heard.
And still have the mood to drink tea here.
