"Occupy all the world's business?" Ji Ningtian sneered, "Master Prime Minister, you are too confident in the other party's family."
"What I say is somewhat credible, the prince's heart is like a mirror." Fang Chongzheng said quietly: "The Jingzhao Yin Mansion is investigating, and the Fang family has drafted all the witchcraft and Gu techniques they know into a document, which will be submitted tomorrow. "
tomorrow? Ji Ningtian's heart tightened, but his face remained calm, "The death of Princess Erya involved the diplomatic relations between Dajing and Di Rong, and the murder of Princess Rongan caused an uproar among the people in the southeast. Such an important case, the illusory witch How can the art of Gu be explained clearly?"
"Whether we can explain it clearly is a matter between the Jingzhao Yin Mansion and the Fang family." Fang Chongzheng looked solemn. "As for how to bear the consequences, I'm afraid it is not a matter for one person or one family."
Ji Ningtian's hands hidden in his sleeves clenched into fists, "In that case, I'll wait and see."
Fang Chongzheng didn't say anything more, stood up and left. Ji Ningtian looked at his back, his face gradually becoming ferocious.
"Master." Wu Qing walked in. When Ji Ningtian saw her, his expression softened slightly and asked, "Is Wen Ya back?"
"According to the Young Master's instructions, he will be recalled after the incident in the capital." Wu Qing lowered her eyebrows and said, "Counting the time, we should arrive tomorrow."
"When Wen Ya comes back, order him to go check and find out how much the Fang family knows about the art of witchcraft." After Ji Ningtian finished speaking, he saw that Wu Qing hesitated and did not respond for a long time.
Seeing this, Ji Ningtian frowned slightly and was about to ask why, when Wu Qing said, "Sir, Awan is still in prison..."
"So what?" Ji Ningtian interrupted Wu Qing impatiently and snorted coldly, "Before the case is closed, no matter who it is, it is still unclear whether he is dead or alive. If Wen Ya doesn't want to watch Awan die, then Go check it out."
Wu Qing nodded and saluted, and immediately followed the order, but she couldn't help but beat a drum in her heart. A Wan was led into the ghost gate by Wen Ya since she was a child. The two of them are both teachers and brothers. If something really happened to A Wan...
She neither wanted to doubt Wen Ya's loyalty to Ji Ningtian and the Ghost Sect, nor did she dare to think about how many people would be involved after Fang Zilan's death. Then the world would be shaken and troubled times would arise, and there would never be peace...
However, these are not things that a little pawn like her should think about. Her life is like that of an ant. She doesn't care about dying. She can't even protect herself. How can she have the strength to care about the life and death of others, let alone the world?
However, when Wen Ya rushed back to Beijing after a long journey, the Fang family had already submitted a detailed explanation of the art of witchcraft, and the Zhuge family had also submitted a secret report on the movements of the Di Rong Wu clan in recent years.
"Occupy all the world's business?" Ji Ningtian sneered, "Master Prime Minister, you are too confident in the other party's family."
"What I say is somewhat credible, the prince's heart is like a mirror." Fang Chongzheng said quietly: "The Jingzhao Yin Mansion is investigating, and the Fang family has drafted all the witchcraft and Gu techniques they know into a document, which will be submitted tomorrow. "
tomorrow? Ji Ningtian's heart tightened, but his face remained calm, "The death of Princess Erya involved the diplomatic relations between Dajing and Di Rong, and the murder of Princess Rongan caused an uproar among the people in the southeast. Such an important case, the illusory witch How can the art of Gu be explained clearly?"
"Whether we can explain it clearly is a matter between the Jingzhao Yin Mansion and the Fang family." Fang Chongzheng looked solemn. "As for how to bear the consequences, I'm afraid it is not a matter for one person or one family."
Ji Ningtian's hands hidden in his sleeves clenched into fists, "In that case, I'll wait and see."
Fang Chongzheng didn't say anything more, stood up and left. Ji Ningtian looked at his back, his face gradually becoming ferocious.
"Master." Wu Qing walked in. When Ji Ningtian saw her, his expression softened slightly and asked, "Is Wen Ya back?"
"According to the Young Master's instructions, he will be recalled after the incident in the capital." Wu Qing lowered her eyebrows and said, "Counting the time, we should arrive tomorrow."
"When Wen Ya comes back, order him to go check and find out how much the Fang family knows about the art of witchcraft." After Ji Ningtian finished speaking, he saw that Wu Qing hesitated and did not respond for a long time.
Seeing this, Ji Ningtian frowned slightly and was about to ask why, when Wu Qing said, "Sir, Awan is still in prison..."
"So what?" Ji Ningtian interrupted Wu Qing impatiently and snorted coldly, "Before the case is closed, no matter who it is, it is still unclear whether he is dead or alive. If Wen Ya doesn't want to watch Awan die, then Go check it out."
Wu Qing nodded and saluted, and immediately followed the order, but she couldn't help but beat a drum in her heart. A Wan was led into the ghost gate by Wen Ya since she was a child. The two of them are both teachers and brothers. If something really happened to A Wan...
She neither wanted to doubt Wen Ya's loyalty to Ji Ningtian and the Ghost Sect, nor did she dare to think about how many people would be involved after Fang Zilan's death. Then the world would be shaken and troubled times would arise, and there would never be peace...
However, these are not things that a little pawn like her should think about. Her life is like that of an ant. She doesn't care about dying. She can't even protect herself. How can she have the strength to care about the life and death of others, let alone the world?
However, when Wen Ya rushed back to Beijing after a long journey, the Fang family had already submitted a detailed explanation of the art of witchcraft, and the Zhuge family had also submitted a secret report on the movements of the Di Rong Wu clan in recent years.
"Occupy all the world's business?" Ji Ningtian sneered, "Master Prime Minister, you are too confident in the other party's family."
"What I say is somewhat credible, the prince's heart is like a mirror." Fang Chongzheng said quietly: "The Jingzhao Yin Mansion is investigating, and the Fang family has drafted all the witchcraft and Gu techniques they know into a document, which will be submitted tomorrow. "
tomorrow? Ji Ningtian's heart tightened, but his face remained calm, "The death of Princess Erya involved the diplomatic relations between Dajing and Di Rong, and the murder of Princess Rongan caused an uproar among the people in the southeast. Such an important case, the illusory witch How can the art of Gu be explained clearly?"
"Whether we can explain it clearly is a matter between the Jingzhao Yin Mansion and the Fang family." Fang Chongzheng looked solemn. "As for how to bear the consequences, I'm afraid it is not a matter for one person or one family."
Ji Ningtian's hands hidden in his sleeves clenched into fists, "In that case, I'll wait and see."
Fang Chongzheng didn't say anything more, stood up and left. Ji Ningtian looked at his back, his face gradually becoming ferocious.
"Master." Wu Qing walked in. When Ji Ningtian saw her, his expression softened slightly and asked, "Is Wen Ya back?"
"According to the Young Master's instructions, he will be recalled after the incident in the capital." Wu Qing lowered her eyebrows and said, "Counting the time, we should arrive tomorrow."
"When Wen Ya comes back, order him to go check and find out how much the Fang family knows about the art of witchcraft." After Ji Ningtian finished speaking, he saw that Wu Qing hesitated and did not respond for a long time.
Seeing this, Ji Ningtian frowned slightly and was about to ask why, when Wu Qing said, "Sir, Awan is still in prison..."
"So what?" Ji Ningtian interrupted Wu Qing impatiently and snorted coldly, "Before the case is closed, no matter who it is, it is still unclear whether he is dead or alive. If Wen Ya doesn't want to watch Awan die, then Go check it out."
