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The wind and rain were brewing, and everyone was busy with their own affairs. Only Qi Xiaomian noticed that the number of guards assigned to monitor him by Qi Hao was increasing daily. The guards were stationed outside his guesthouse from morning till night, and even when Sang Qingxiao came to see him, she was stopped at the door.
When she left, she was pleased to find a rotating guard team assigned to her as well. Qi Hao knew that they had the Black General and the wildcat Fei Niao in their ranks, all of whom he had managed to clean out.
Sang Qingxiao found it amusing; with such a grand setup, wasn't he just revealing his intentions? Who couldn't see that he was up to something? Did he really think this would deter them? His arrogance was typical. Zhang Jingxue looked anxious; she had thought that he would suppress his ambitions and plot in secret, but she realized how naive she had been. The crisis was right before her eyes.
He hadn't even touched the power of the court yet, and he dared to deceive the Government. Did he really think the Liang Family and those few others would be so easy to deal with? He coveted the power of the court while also wanting to dominate the martial world, leaving no stone unturned. Was he planning to set his sights on other nations afterward, aiming to rule the entire continent? How could his ambitions be so vast?
If he continued down this reckless path, the entire Qi Family would be doomed. It seemed he didn't care; everyone in the Qi Family, including those children related by blood, were merely stepping stones for him. No wonder he consumed so many medicines daily; without a good lifespan, he truly couldn't implement his grand aspirations.
Sang Qingxiao comforted her, "Madam, as time passes, everything will fall into place."
"Miss Sang," she replied, "my right eyelid keeps twitching; I can't shake this feeling of unease."
The saying about a twitching eyelid bringing disaster shouldn't be taken too seriously; at such a critical moment, it was just that Madam was overly anxious.
How could she not be anxious? Qi Hao was not only an Evil Spirit but also a complete madman!
"Madam," Sang Qingxiao said gently, "no one can guarantee victory tomorrow. It's understandable for you to have concerns."
"But I must say something unpleasant: if we fight with all our might, we might secure a bright future for your family. If we do nothing and let things develop as they will, it will only lead to a temporary survival. Sooner or later, you will perish in Qi Hao's unrealistic ambitions—and it will be far worse than now."
Zhang Jingxue forced a grim smile. "You're right."
To prevent her from retreating, Sang Qingxiao continued pressing on. "Madam, we are standing in front of you; if anyone is to die first, it will be us."
Moreover, your family's younger generation will be sent out tonight. Regardless of what happens tomorrow, the bloodline of your Zhang Family will remain intact—what else do you have to worry about?
At her feet, Xiao Ye emerged from the dirt, raising its head and flashing her a smile. Its weak little branches were tied with thin bamboo tubes.
For these days, it had been relaying messages among everyone and seemed quite pleased with its role. It wasn't that they couldn't meet under Qi Hao's watchful eye; with Xiao Ye's help, it was cautious, efficient, and saved them time and effort—there was no need to hide from the guards.
It had just come from Qi Xiaomian's side with two pieces of news: first, while accompanying Qi Hao in handling official business, Qi Xiao Kun had caught a whiff of an unusual medicinal fragrance that day. As soon as Qi Hao smelled it, he scolded his servants to move the medicine jars further away.
Secondly, Qi Xiao Kun sent over a few names that Li was unaware of, with Qi Hao providing support from the shadows.
I must say, Qi Xiao Kun's ability to get things done is quite impressive! He managed to uncover all these hidden pieces of information.
Following those two pieces of news came Qi Xiaomian's speculation.
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