Ji Muan's whole body became excited.
The time traveler Jiang Zhaodi didn't even look at it, she was no longer interested.
Staring straight at Ji Caiyan.
His fingers were trembling uncontrollably, which was a sign that he was almost unable to bear it anymore.
Ji Mu'an's gaze made Ji Caiyan very uncomfortable.
Ji Caiyan was even more uncomfortable than getting along with Ji Leqin.
Facing Ji Mu'an's words, Ji Caiyan did not speak or pay attention to him.
"Come, call the emperor brother to come and listen."
Ji Mu'an had a big evil smile on his lips.
Ji Shuchen is the deposed prince, and Ji Caiyan is no longer the only third-generation emperor in the East Palace.
It’s different in the past.
The phoenix turned into a pheasant.
Ji Mu'an even felt that Ji Caiyan was a better target than Jiang Zhaodi.
Just the daughter of a deposed prince.
Nobody cares.
"...Caiyan, you go first!"
A weak voice sounded.
Jiang Zhaodi's figure suddenly appeared in front of Ji Caiyan, blocking Ji Mu'an's sight as if he was dead.
In the few breaths that Ji Mu'an and Ji Caiyan looked at each other, the time traveler Jiang Zhaodi switched to the original owner Jiang Zhaodi.
The time that the time traveler Jiang Zhaodi stayed in this world increased from the original twelve hours to eleven hours.
But now, there are only ten hours left.
The original owner Jiang Zhaodi can control her body for two random hours every day.
She could sense Ji Muan's ill intentions and didn't want Ji Caiyan to get hurt.
"Zhao Di, it doesn't matter. These are my cousins. They are all real relatives."
Ji Caiyan looked at Ji Mu'an calmly,
"Cousin, why don't you come to my house for a meal?"
As soon as the original owner Jiang Zhaodi spoke, Ji Caiyan knew that the time traveler Jiang Zhaodi had temporarily lost control of her body.
Now that Jiang Zhaodi has become the original owner, Jiang Zhaodi.
Ji Caiyan stopped doing anything here, so as not to frighten the poor original owner Jiang Zhaodi.
The original owner, Jiang Zhaodi, was pitiful enough. She couldn't move during the fight and damaged the flowers and plants in the yard.
The original owner Jiang Zhaodi could only wipe away tears in grievance.
Thinking about it, it's so pitiful.
"Okay!"
When he heard that Ji Caiyan was going to take him to her house for dinner, the evil smile on Ji Muan's face became even bigger.
The deposed prince's current status is not as good as his.
A person waiting for sin, a prince of the royal family.
Ji Mu'an enjoyed being the one who was above others the most, so he begged himself in a low voice.
You can already imagine Ji Shuchen's attitude of bending down to talk to him.
Ji Mu'an stood up immediately and hurriedly left the house without Ji Caiyan leading the way.
He left Jiang's house in two or three steps.
The original owner, Jiang Zhaodi, followed Ji Caiyan in a panic, pulling on Ji Caiyan's clothes with a worried look on his face.
"Don't you know I'm talented?"
Seeing that the original owner Jiang Zhaodi was worried about her, Ji Caiyan couldn't help but comfort her.
Damn!
Obviously the original owner Jiang Zhaodi and the traveler Jiang Zhaodi used the same body, but Ji Caiyan could see the grievance and resentment from the same face.
"I, I know."
"I just want to remind Xiaoyan... if you beat someone to death, you will be arrested quickly."
The original owner, Jiang Zhaodi, pulled Ji Caiyan and spoke in a low voice.
Ji Caiyan:...
So, is the original owner Jiang Zhaodi worried about herself or Ji Muan?
"You don't have to follow me, you can either stay at home, go to the back mountain workshop, or go to Zhang Shao's house!"
Ji Caiyan stroked the head of the original owner, Jiang Zhaodi, like a fat tiger.
He turned around and followed Ji Muan's footsteps.
The original owner, Jiang Zhaodi, watched Ji Caiyan walk away worriedly, hesitated for a moment, and then ran towards the workshop.
She knew that Xiaoyan would not suffer a loss, and she wanted to see her morning, Pandi was splashed with cold water by the original owner Jiang Zhaodi. She...
"Ji Caiyan, your family is so poor that you live in the mountains?"
Ji Mu'an looked at Ji Caiyan who was walking in front, with some gloating in his eyes.
Knowing that the three people in the East Palace were demoted, I didn't expect it to be so miserable.
It’s okay to be relegated to a place where nothing matters, but still living in the mountains? Ji Caiyan heard Ji Muan's sarcasm and looked back at Ji Muan in surprise.
Not only is Ji Muan not good-looking, why does she feel like her head is not working well? The response is also too slow.
Why is it assumed that her family is poor and lives in the mountains, instead of her planning to take him to the mountains to beat him up? However, if Ji Muan's brain is not working well, why didn't he hear the slightest news?
Ji Caiyan scratched his head, thought for a long time, and attributed this to the great uncle who wanted to save face.
I just don't want others to know that I have a brain that doesn't work well.
It has to be said that Ji Muan was able to become the heir apparent in this manner thanks to the old prime minister Wen Li.
Ji Caiyan rolled his eyes and looked around. He was already in the inner circle.
There is almost no one there.
"arrive!"
Ji Caiyan stopped.
Look directly at Ji Muan.
"Haha, your family really lives in the mountains and has nothing. Could it be that they sleep on the ground every day?"
Ji Mu'an looked around with red eyes, trying to find where the family of three was sleeping.
Ji Caiyan looked at Ji Mu'an's manic and troubled appearance, and sighed heavily.
Confirmed, it’s not just superandrogen syndrome.
There may also be trisomy 21 syndrome.
"Whoa!"
"Ji Mu'an, do you know that there is a set of palm skills that fall from the sky in this world?"
Ji Caiyan said with a serious face.
"What bullshit palm technique!"
"Now call your father out quickly and cook for me!"
Ji Muan rolled up his sleeves and looked at Ji Caiyan with red eyes.
I could tolerate it in the palace of the capital, but now that there are no restrictions, I want to smell the blood even more.
The smell of blood can stimulate his taste buds and relieve his manic mood.
At some point, Ji Muan took out a small and exquisite hammer.
The hammer is hidden in his sleeve and he carries it with him every day.
His strength is much greater than that of ordinary people, and a small hammer can easily break other people's bones.
Ji Caiyan ignored Ji Mu'an, which made Ji Mu'an become even more bloodthirsty and violent.
Her frivolous behavior angered him.
"Bones, bones..."
Ji Mu'an finally lost his mind and struck Ji Caiyan with a small hammer.
Ji Caiyan easily avoided Ji Muan's clumsy and tall body.
He raised his leg and kicked Ji Muan's knee.
Ji Caiyan has a flexible body and has the skills to stay close to her body.
You are not afraid of this stupid big guy Ji Muan at all!
None of the stab wounds on his body were scratched, so he could handle it easily.
"How many people have you beaten to death?"
Ji Caiyan could vaguely see the red blood stained on the small hammer.
thick layer.
Ji Caiyan could even smell the stinking smell of blood.
It emanates from the hammer.
Judging from Ji Muan's current violent situation, he is in the mansion, and his servants will become his hunting targets.
One or two servants in the palace died every day, which didn't seem to be a big deal.
At the very least, Ji Mu'an's position as heir apparent will not be abolished until the eldest uncle becomes the crown prince.
Nor will it tarnish his reputation.
Even if his head is a little inoperable, outside, he is still the prince of the palace.
"Killed...eight hundred...more than 900 people."
Ji Muan bared his teeth and smiled, then spoke seriously.
(End of this chapter)