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Chapter 666

Pan Jiaming smiled: "Being a playboy also has benefits. Some things are less scruples when dealing with them. For example, if I deal with that Shuiping, I will definitely be scolded if I change to someone else. The censors have to busy submitting me a memorial saying that I am too cruel."

Just because everyone is used to him being a rogue and the leader of the dandy, no one makes a fuss. Everyone pays attention to who the spy is, but no one pays attention to his handling methods. They even take it for granted that the spy should not have a good end. Prince Ming is not ruthless in dealing with the slaves who deceived the master, and can easily let go of the secret spy who sneaked into the British Duke's mansion?

"However," Pan Jiaming sighed with regret, "Those people are more cruel than me. Shuiping died last night. Someone poisoned an old guest named Hei Pi San, and then the two died together." He couldn't say how he poisoned Shuiping to death, so as not to taint Ruoer's ears!

That Shuiping died if she died. Zhiruo was not interested in knowing it. It would be strange if the Pixiu Golden Crown, which could hide such a deep one, was not cruel.

Speaking of Mr. Yu and others, Pan Jiaming stood up and said, "I will set out tomorrow morning, so Xiao Feng and I are going to Lingyi Temple in the afternoon. I am really curious whether Mr. Ruan has anything to do with Mr. Yu and others, or is it really just a coincidence?" It just happened that their British Duke's Mansion will regularly donate some donations to Lingyi Temple Charity Hall. Today, he asked Mr. Ruan to recommend candidates on the grounds that he was preparing to donate a few more poor students to go to school. The time was agreed with Mr. Ruan in advance.

Zhiruo had just heard that Pan Ruye went to Lingyi Temple to hang a wishing hand, and he also felt it was strange. Especially when she remembered that the two righteous brothers said that when they were tracking the black masked men, they often went to the mountain pass near Lingyi Temple. However, like Pan Jiaming, they thought that those people were escaping by the large and deep mountain. At this moment, when Pan Jiaming said it, he immediately felt that Mr. Ruan was suspicious: "Ninety percent of the coincidences in the world are man-made."

"By the way," Zhiruo suddenly thought of something, "I just got an information about Mr. Yu. The legendary Mr. Yu has a red birthmark in the palm of his left hand."

This is an important clue, Pan Jiaming was overjoyed. If it weren't for the fact that the voice was not similar, he did suspect that Mr. Ruan was Mr. Yu himself, but the voice could also change, such as Qi Mubai's voice.

Pan Jiaming looked at Zhiruo with joy and reluctance. Why did she feel that every time she encountered difficulties or critical moments, her Ruoer could always hand him the key to open the door to solve problems. Ruoer was simply a treasure given to him by God.

"Ruoer," Pan Jiaming mustered up the courage to hold Zhiruo's right hand, "I will go to the northwest this time, and I can only try to come back before the New Year. I...I... will miss you."

Zhiruo struggled to fight his right hand and couldn't break free. He heard Pan Jiaming's confession in a nervous voice. His heart couldn't help but feel soft and he didn't struggle anymore. Isn't it just a pulling hand? He is a soul of the 21st century and is still afraid of a local young brother?

"You have to be careful," Zhiruo comforted, "If you need it, you can go to Shunfeng Escort Agency to find the helm leader in the local semicolons, and the two righteous brothers will know them." Although the Eagle Guard is very powerful, there are shrimp paths, crab paths, and some things may be more suitable for walking on the Ming Road. 400

"Okay," Pan Jiaming nodded bluntly and said with a smile, "I can." He is the prospective son-in-law of Shunfeng Escort Agency, and he will definitely ask his own people for help if needed.

"This time Ertong will stay in Beijing," Pan Jiaming continued, "If you have any matter, or if you need to use the Eagle Guard, please ask Ertong to come over and ask him to do it. Also, grandparents like you very much. If you have time, go see them, talk with them on my behalf, and have dinner or something." He saw that if he let him hold his hand, he was happy and was no longer nervous, and his voice became gentler. From now on, he is also a wife, and he can discuss and deal with things, share joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and work together to grow old...

Zhiruo at the beginning, he complained that this person's role was changed too quickly, but he was infected without realizing it: "Okay, I'll visit the Duke and the old lady every six or seven days. On weekdays, Ling'er will come after school, and I will ask more about the situation in the mansion." Now there are fewer people in the Duke's Mansion in the UK, and the old man will inevitably feel too quiet. Especially the Duke, who was the most infatuated child and grandchildren, who had been surrounded by his knees, was hurt by the actions of the big house, and when he saw the mansion suddenly quiet, he felt even more uncomfortable.

Pan Jiaming and Xiao Feng rushed to Lingyi Temple and had no time to leave for lunch. Zhiruo put some milk tea and snacks for them to eat on the carriage, and together with Liang Dashan, he personally sent Pan Jiaming and the other two out.

Several people were walking towards the gate when a sharp voice suddenly came: "You dog slaves get out of here and call Yin Zhiruo out. Her grandmother is about to die and she will meet her for the last time."

Zhiruo frowned, Mrs. Xu? What trouble did it happen? My grandmother was about to die? Is it said that Mrs. Yin is not good? Although there was no filial son in front of the bed for a long time, Mrs. Yin had only three months of stroke, and she had a maid and an old lady. She couldn't do it so quickly? In her previous life, until her death, Mrs. Yin was still alive.

Xu's eyes were sharp-eyed. When he saw Zhiruo and others at first sight, he thought he had been forced out by her. His voice became louder: "Yin Zhiruo, your grandmother is almost out of reach, she wants to see you." Because of his pride, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to fly, and even the sound sounded a little cheerful.

"Mrs. Yin San is referring to Mrs. Yin? Mrs. Yin is almost out of reach. Is it really good that you shout so happily?" Zhiruo snorted coldly, "It's just that I've had a stroke for three months. Why do you want to send the old lady away quickly?"

At this time, there were already many people watching the fun outside the Yin Mansion. After hearing Zhiruo's words, he looked at Xu, and just caught the bag and the proud expression on her face before she could put it away, and she couldn't help but talk.

Xu was stunned by this unexpected reversal, and he couldn't react for a moment. Yin Zhiqian, who was originally hiding behind her, was anxious: "Big sister, no matter how much you resent us, grandmother is an elder after all. She is almost out of control now, and you are indifferent and don't want to meet her for the last time?"
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