A gust of wind rolled up the withered and yellow leaves on the ground, rising and falling, drifting...

Bo Langjun, who was in a state of outstanding shape, was standing in front of the window of his study and his mood was floating like this leaf.

"Using your son as bait is a way that only a person like him who is a cold-hearted person will come up with! Why should you persuade him?"

The whispers Hongye said to Li Zheng in front of the study yesterday had been reported to him by the guards next to the door.

Are you really indifferent?

Bo Langjun's thoughts turned and his eyes glanced coldly at the door of the inner room.

These steps were extremely slow, but Bo Langjun felt very heavy for some reason, and it took a lot of effort to move every step.

In the water-green blue and white curtain, Xiao Wenji was sitting and playing with a cloth bag ball with his mother Luo Jiaojiao.

Luo Jiaojiao obviously felt absent-minded.

"If you are reluctant, forget it!"

Bo Langjun's low voice sounded in Luo Jiaojiao's ears. He hoped that Luo Jiaojiao would hold her son and not let go, and said:

"I can't bear to bear it!"

"If there are other ways, you won't let our son take risks. I'm just worried that Jia Xiaoniang will not know how to do martial arts and whether she will kill her after the thief succeeds!"

Luo Jiaojiao picked up her son and put it in Bo Langjun's arms.

I am not worried that my son will be sent to the tiger's den, but rather that he is worried about the safety of others. Is this the child's biological mother?

Bo Langjun, who was holding his son in his arms, felt very uncomfortable.

"Let's go! Jiang Yu won't let Jia Qingxiang have something to do."

Bo Langjun heard the footsteps of Jiang Yu walking into the study.

Jia Qingqi followed Jiang Yu to the study room. When she saw Bo Langjun walking out of the inner room with Xiao Wenji and Luo Jiaojiao in her arms, she knelt in front of them all at once.

"Get up!"

Luo Jiaojiao stepped forward and helped Jia Qingqi up. She also felt sad when she saw Jia Qingqi's eyes slightly red and swollen, and tears couldn't stop dripping down beside her cheeks.

She held the child from Bo Langjun's arms and gently placed it on Jia Qingqi's hand.

The child was so well-behaved that he stared at Jia Qingyi with his black eyes for a moment, then smiled with a smile on his face.

Jia Qinghuan looked at Xiao Wenji's innocent smile and felt that his hands were as heavy as a heavy burden.

"Madam, let's think of him another way! The child is so young!"

Jia Qingqi raised the child with both hands in front of Luo Jiaojiao.

"Don't worry! The uncle won't let the child have trouble!"

Luo Jiaojiao patted Jia Qingqi's shoulder with her hand and smiled.

Bo Langjun noticed that Luo Jiaojiao's smile was very unnatural, and then she knew that she was not feeling well.

Since the decision will not change easily, Bo Langjun ordered Jiang Yu to act according to the plan.

"What are we doing next?"

Luo Jiaojiao looked at Jiang Yu and his wife walking out of the study with their son in their arms. She took a deep breath and asked Bo Langjun beside her.

"You and I will go out of the house and wait for the bait to take the bait!"

After Bo Langjun finished speaking, he asked Feng Yue to prepare a carriage.

"Miaohua follows her wife!"

Bo Langjun was afraid that Miaohua would cause trouble if she didn't know what to do, so he ordered her to follow her side.

Bo Langjun's carriage left the mansion and went straight to the direction of the Royal Ancestral Hall.

Jia Qingqi and Jiang Yu walked to the courtyard where they lived with their children.

Red leaves were waiting in red at the door. She saw Jiang Yu and Jia Qinglian approaching side by side, and hurriedly said:

"Please rest assured, General Manager Jiang! Leave my wife's safety to me!"

"Have you been working!"

Jiang Yu replied and said.

Jia Qingqing and Hongye entered the room one by one.

The guard who pretended to be a thief was secretly happy when he saw Jia Qing holding the child into the yard. He received another news that Bo Langjun and his wife had already left the mansion and hurried to the small courtyard where Jiang Yu lived in Bo Mansion.

"I'll go and see Luan Chong's injuries. You'll take good care of the young master!"

After Jiang Yu said that, she turned around and left.

Seeing that Jiang Yu had gone far away, the thief quietly entered the yard. He planned to trick Xiao Wenji into it and then kill someone to silence him.

He saw the red leaves beside Jia Qinghuan through the window, and was secretly shocked.

Hongye's martial arts skills on the arena were much better than him, which made him feel afraid.

Jia Qinghuan caught a glimpse of the thief wearing Bo Mansion's guard uniform in front of the window, and told Hongye that she was thirsty and asked her to go outside to cook tea for her.

The thief was naturally very happy to see Jia Qinghuan holding the child to the window alone.

The child was already asleep, which made the thief feel much more at ease.

"It may not be easy for you to take your child out of this mansion! Why don't I go with you and exchange it for the child?"

Jia Qinghuan whispered to discuss with the thief.

The thief turned his eyes and nodded and agreed. He felt that what Jia Qinghuan said was quite reasonable. If he was Jia Qinghuan's guard and followed her out of the mansion, the guards in front of the mansion would have no reason to stop him.

"Wait for me!"

Jia Qing hugged the child and went to discuss with Hongye.

Hongye did not agree at first, but she agreed to Jiang Yu to protect Jia Qinghuan. But Jia Qinghuan said that Xiao Wenji is so young, how could you bear to see him go deep into the tiger's den alone?

Besides! The thief left the Bo Mansion smoothly with his child in his arms, and his accomplices would inevitably become suspicious. By then, Xiao Wenji and her son would be in danger.

"You go find my husband and say I'm waiting for him outside the mansion!"

Jia Qing walked out of the house with her child in her arms and said to Hongye who was following her.

"good!"

Hongye had no choice but to follow Jia Qinghuan's intention and walk straight to the courtyard gate.

"You go out of the house with me!"

Jia Qinghuan pointed to the thief who disguised himself as the guard of the Bo Mansion in the yard and said.

"Madam! Mr. Jiang has told you not to leave the house!"

The guards at the door bowed and persuaded him.

"I'll go outside the mansion and wait for him!"

Jia Qing hugged Xiao Wenji and the thief and walked towards the gate of Bo Mansion.

"Madam! You'd better not leave Bo Mansion!"

The guards guarding the gate came to dissuade them.

"Don't I bring the guards? Besides! What should I do if the child wakes up and is hungry? This royal ancestral hall is not too far away!"

Jia Qing held the child and walked towards a carriage parked opposite the Bo Mansion.

The thief followed closely and got on the carriage with Jia Qinghuan.

The coachman was a master sent by the King of Wu's Mansion to Pingcheng. Seeing that his goal had been achieved, he drove the carriage to a manor in the eastern suburbs of Pingcheng.

This manor is backed by green mountains, and it is easy to move forward and retreat.

Jia Qinghuan kept holding Xiao Wenji tightly.

The thief stared at Jia Qinghuan intently.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

The thief's words made Jia Qinghuan raise her head. Although her eyelids were red and swollen, they were still very energetic.

"Let me see my son again, even if I die!"

Jia Qinghuan was deeply influenced by his late brother, Taifu Jia, and was not a selfish and narrow-minded person.

Logically speaking, the thief shouldn't have brought other people into the manor without authorization, but he did not end the life of Jia Qinghuan when he entered the manor.

The motherly nature made Jia Qinghuan stronger and no longer afraid. The thief could not do anything, so he could only take Jia Qinghuan to see his master with his head.

"Doesn't you forget the rules after you come out?"

The man in purple, standing with his back to the door, suddenly turned around and shouted sternly.

Jia Qinghuan was so scared that he took two steps back and saw the man in purple wearing a golden flowered mask with a fierce look in his eyes.

"The child is too young! I need someone to take care of him! Besides, if it weren't for her, I wouldn't have left the Bo Mansion easily."

The thief bowed to the man in purple and explained.

The man in purple walked over slowly and circled around the thief and Jia Qing.

Jia Qinghuan's life and death lies in his thoughts.
Chapter completed!