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Chapter 110 Sorry, I'm Late
He handed Murong Yueyao to the servant girl who stayed in the cabin, then walked towards Feng Qixun and Jiang Wutong, and sat on the chair opposite to them.

Feng Qixun asked: "How could my father-in-law happen to be here?"

Jiang Fan coughed, "Passing by, passing by..."

The two banks of this river are the most famous fireworks spots in Chang'an City. Jiang Fan has been immersed in this place for more than ten years, and he even knows exactly how many small doors there are in which buildings.Today is the annual singing and dancing competition in Xunfang Pavilion, of course he cannot be absent, even... he is still the judge of the singing and dancing competition, and the boat he is on is just next door to Jiang Wutong and the others.

After all, he is a martial arts practitioner, and he has studied singing and dancing quite a bit, so when the fight started here, he could easily hear the difference, but he never thought that the person who was assassinated would be Xiao Wu of his family.

Jiang Fan squinted and watched Feng Qixun cut the fabric on Jiang Wutong's right shoulder with small scissors. Seeing Jiang Wutong's bloody wound, he immediately forgot about the etiquette thing he was going to teach the two of them just now, worried Frowning: "Why did you get hurt like this?"

Thinking of the assassination again, he said coldly: "This is simply unreasonable! Who can you provoke, a little girl? You want to do such a ruthless hand!"

Jiang Fan was really angry, although he himself had no relationship with the children, but after all, it belonged to his own family, Jiang Houye couldn't help but want to protect his shortcomings.

"I've already asked the people from the Criminal Department to deal with it." Feng Qixun took a cotton cloth to wipe Jiang Wutong's wound, and paused before putting his hand on it. A gloomy look flashed across his eyes, and he stiffened his fingers before softening. Said to Jiang Wutong in a voice: "Xiao Tong, bear with me."

He knows that Jiang Wutong has the ability to protect himself, but this is in Chang'an City, not in the wilderness. He also told Jiang Wutong not to be easily discovered by others that she has supernatural powers, so for safety reasons, he Day still arranged for someone to protect Jiang Wutong in secret.

Jiang Wutong went out to play with Murong Yueyao today, he didn't think much about it, but he was worried after all, so after he received the news, he also asked someone to rent a painting boat. They are a little farther away.

Plus with Murong Yueyao around, he also thought that no one would do anything to Jiang Wutong.

It is this carelessness that is why it is late when you realize something is wrong.

He couldn't imagine what would happen if it was a little later.

Fortunately, the noise made by the people he sent alarmed Jiang Fan who was next door, so Jiang Wutong was saved.

It's just that what he can't figure out now is that even if the emperor wants to attack them again because he failed to kill them last time, it should be against him. How could he attack Jiang Wutong?
The cotton cloth dipped in spirits wiped the wound, Jiang Wutong trembled in pain, and threw herself into Feng Qixun's arms. She lowered her head and leaned against his chest, but didn't make a sound.

Feng Qixun lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and said softly: "Sorry, I'm late."

Jiang Wutong shook her head and leaned into his arms again. She was in so much pain, but she didn't want to cry out. If she did, he would definitely suffer even more.

But he didn't know that Feng Qixun's heart ached even more because of her doing this.

Even Jiang Fan looked gloomy.

(End of this chapter)