The Double-Chapter 389 - 133 Night Exploration _2

Still no sign of Zhao Ke.

Jiang Li was extremely puzzled. Logically speaking, it wasn’t right, Zhao Ke would return to the Jiang Family every night. At the very least, she had blown the whistle twice, and both times Zhao Ke had appeared very quickly. Could it really be that he was genuinely dissatisfied with being summoned too often and had Ji Heng send someone else? But at the very least, whoever replaced him should have shown up. Or perhaps he was on a mission tonight and not at the estate?

Jiang Li waited for a while, but there was no movement. Glancing outside, the snowstorm was fierce, almost blinding one’s eyes. Concluding that Zhao Ke would probably not come, she sighed, reached out to close the window, and turned around.

But as she turned back, Jiang Li almost let out a startled cry.

Under the flickering light, a man was seated in front of a small table, not known since when. He was brushing off the snowflakes on his robe with the folding fan in his hands. He must have just come in from outside, his whole body carried the chill of the snowstorm. But he was wearing a deep red robe, and the cold desolate night seemed to gain color, and the room seemed to suddenly be filled with a warmth of affection.

He lifted his head, revealing a countenance so handsome it could overturn beings, his smile faint yet alluring, his long eyes filled with the night, as he said, "What’s the matter?"

Jiang Li put down her hand that had covered her mouth and took a step forward, saying, "Duke."

Ji Heng, supporting his head with the fan handle, looked at her with a smile brimming in his eyes.

"Why are you here?"

"I saw you blow the whistle twice," Ji Heng said, "Is there something you need to find Zhao Ke for?"

"It’s about some matters in the estate." Jiang Li was somewhat unsure of Ji Heng’s purpose and didn’t know how to cover up, thinking Zhao Ke must have already reported everything about her side, so she didn’t hide anything.

"I heard you were looking for my subordinate, asking about the hidden truth behind Ji Shuran’s miscarriage that time?"

Jiang Li said, "Indeed, but Zhao Ke does not know the hidden truth."

"It’s natural for Zhao Ke not to know," he glanced at Jiang Li, a corner of his lips curving, "I know."

Jiang Li was stunned.

Ji Heng played with the folding fan, saying carelessly, "The major and minor matters within Yanjing City’s noble residences, those I care to know and those I don’t, I almost know them all. The incident with the Jiang family that year, I also happen to know a bit."

"Duke," Jiang Li said, "Could you tell me?"

"I can." Ji Heng answered very straightforwardly, but his next statement made Jiang Li frown. All she heard him say was, "However, this concerns you personally. Why do you ask me about it?"

His gaze was captivating, filled with layers of affection, his amber eyes under the lamp light like the gently swaying wine in a cup – just one more look, and one could get drunk. Yet this wine seemed to be laced with delicious poison, intoxicating others, yet underlying with a horrifying clarity upon a closer look.

"I only know the outcome, not the reasons. After all, I was young at the time, and I knew too little about Ji Shuran." Jiang Li said.

"Is that the excuse you found for yourself?" Ji Heng asked.

"It could be considered that," Jiang Li said, "Is this reason convincing enough for the Duke?"

Ji Heng shook his head in regret, "Of course not." However, shortly after, he smiled again, "But since you blew the whistle, I will tell you what I know about your questions today. Therefore, it doesn’t stop me from telling you about Ji Shuran’s hidden truth. You may ask."

Jiang Li looked at him; this man’s every move could captivate and ravage a soul, and even the most mundane conversation, through his allure, could cause one’s heart to flutter. Seemingly distant yet close, enigmatic, and if it were another person, they might have already fallen into the trap.

"Did Ji Shuran have an affair with my father before my mother’s death?" Jiang Li asked.

Ji Heng’s expression paused slightly, he looked at Jiang Li with interest and said, "It seems you’ve found out quite a bit?"

"Just a little bit."

Ji Heng said, "No." Seeing Jiang Li staring at him, he added, "Before Ji Shuran married Jiang Yuanbai, she had no contact with him." ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Jiang Li felt a sense of relief in her heart; she did not wish for the truth to be so. If Jiang Yuanbai had indeed conspired with Ji Shuran to kill his first wife, that would have been too cruel for Ye Zhenzhen, and the real Miss Jiang the Second would have been truly pitiful. One Xue Fangfei in the world was already enough; there was no need for more tragic women.

"You seem pleased with the answer," Ji Heng said.

"At the very least, it proves that my father is not a murderer and the Jiang family I live in is somewhat safer. Isn’t that worth being happy about?"

Ji Heng was noncommittal. He said, "Jiang Yuanbai isn’t that bold, Ji Shuran had no affair with your father, because the one she had an affair with was another."

This time, Jiang Li was truly surprised.