Transmigrated into the prince's only daughter, and beat up the dignitaries in the capital with

Jiang An was hiding under her father's fox fur coat, and the tension between her and Xie Yunshan was gone.

A group of people came out of the yard.

Xie Yunshan ignored the servants and guards who were lying on the ground in his house.

Apparently this has happened frequently in the past.

He put his arm around Guan Yan's shoulders and was muttering to himself about how fierce Jiang An was.

Guan Yan staggered his steps without looking sideways, with the most appropriate smile on his face, "Thank you, General, you are joking. My young lady is very well-behaved."

Xie Yunshan glared, and put his hand on Guan Yan's forehead, "Are you blind? Or are you talking nonsense?"

Just now that little ball was riding on him and biting him, you just pretended you didn’t see it, right?

Guan Yan smiled and took a step back, "Thank you, General. You don't have to see me off."

"Oh, by the way, the door of your house seems not very strong, the prince helped you repair it..."

Xie Yunshan:?

At this time, they had already reached the corridor next to the main hall in the front yard.

From a distance, he saw that half of the mansion's magnificent and solemn vermilion door was smashed to the ground, and the other half was swaying and about to fall off...

"My golden pillar gate!"

Xie Yunshan's shout woke up the sleepy Jiang An.

She grabbed her father's fox fur coat and quietly stuck her head out to look behind her.

Xie Yunshan was standing there in impotent rage.

Xie Yunshan: "Just come in if you want to. As the King of Zhen Wang, how can the people in my mansion not open the door for you?"

"Why are you smashing my door? I brought it from Kyoto, and it cost me a hundred taels of gold!"

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! ! !

Jiang Jichen calmly pressed the furry head back in his arms and strode out.

Guan Yan, who took a step behind, continued to smile, "Thank you, General. Your servant said that you will be closed to visitors today."

What his prince meant was that since the door was closed to visitors, he might as well break it down. That would mean he couldn't welcome visitors.

Xie Yunshan is in a state of autism and has withdrawn a swear word...

In the carriage, Jiang An moved his butt to find a comfortable position for himself, leaning lazily.

She opened the small window on the carriage and saw the grand scene in front of the general's mansion.

Tuanzi: "Dad, do we really not have to pay compensation?"

Jiang Jichen opened his narrow eyes, with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth, and his expression was rebellious and lazy.

"Your father and I are the co-king of Nan Shang. As long as there is no rebellion, no one in the entire Nan Shang dares to point out the faults of this king!"

What if he smashed the door? Even if he destroyed the general's mansion, he would only make a report to the court.

He, Jiang Jichen, is far away in the frontier, the emperor is far away, why should he be afraid of them...

Jiang An didn't close her mouth for a moment, and smiled foolishly at her father.

Her father is so powerful, so she can do whatever she wants!

Jiang An felt like she was about to swell!

Jiang (the lackey) An picked up a cup of tea and smiled, "Dad, are you thirsty..."

White and glutinous dumplings like glutinous rice balls,

Jiang Jichen tapped the small table beside him with his fingers, and his coldness became less intense. He took Jiang An's tea with his bony hands and chuckled.

"I don't know who you look like..."

Her mother is not such a volatile person...

Jiang An couldn't help but yawn, and muttered as the carriage swayed, "I'm dad's daughter, so of course I'm as wise and brave as dad!"

Wise and mighty,

Jiang Jichen looked towards the little boy with a pair of eyes that couldn't tell his emotions, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

Although the carriage was moving steadily, it was swaying and made people sleep uneasy.

He moved gently, took out a blanket from the drawer of the small table, covered the baby with it, laid the baby horizontally on his legs, and patted the baby gently with his big hands to comfort it.

Feeling the weight on his body and seeing Jiang An's face, which was different from usual lively when he was sleeping, Jiang Jichen understood for the first time why soldiers in the army were always obsessed with having a baby. The intimacy of blood connection made him feel happy just by seeing this ball.

Guan Yan said that when the young lady was taken away, his heart froze.

At that moment, many possibilities flashed through his mind, and each of them had only one answer.

No matter what the cost, nothing must happen to his daughter!

The residence of the King of Zhenguo was located in the east of the city, close to the outskirts of the city. The further the carriage went, the fewer people there were on the street.

Things hidden in the dark corners where the setting sun cannot reach begin to stir.

"Swish!" The sound of a long arrow breaking through the air.

The arrow's tail trembled slightly, piercing through the body of a guard and heading straight for the carriage.

Guan Yan: "Protect the prince!"

Then he drew his sword to meet the long arrow.

A shadow was faster than him. The dark guard appeared on the carriage like a ghost. He held the knife in both hands and slashed at the long arrow that turned into a residual shadow.

The long arrow broke with a sound, and the door of the carriage was blown open by the strong wind, and a corner of the heavy curtain was rolled up.

Jiang Jichen was holding a delicate baby in his arms, with a black jade ring on his hand covering Jiang An's ear. His narrow eyes were fixed on the place where the assassin was hiding, and there was a surge of murderous anger in his eyes, as if a killing god had come to the world.

"Jiang Jiu, leave no one alive."

The secret guard standing with his sword hanging down received the order, turned into a killing weapon and rushed forward.

On the originally deserted street, Jiang Jichen's carriage was surrounded by Guan Yan and the guards.

There were 20 to 30 masked men on the opposite side, and the leader had his bow half-drawn. It was obvious that he was the one who shot the arrow...

Jiang Jiu's movement was like a switch being triggered, and a bloody massacre began.

The assassins knew Jiang Jichen very well. Twenty to thirty of them were divided into two teams. One team went straight to the carriage.

A team was entangled with the secret guard Jiang Jiu on the spot.

Their goal is clear: to kill the people in the carriage!

At the end of the street, a peddler approached from the corner with his cart.

He looked up and saw a man holding a knife and slashing the opponent's head. Blood splattered three feet high, bloody and terrifying.

The peddler didn't even dare to scream. He covered his mouth tightly, pushed the cart he used to make a living, turned around, and crawled away.

After a cup of tea, the sound of the clash of weapons faded away, and the streets were empty.

Jiang Jiu's knife was placed on the neck of the assassin who was using the bow, half standing and half kneeling.

The secret guards remembered their master's orders and left no one alive...

After a while, the last person fell to the ground.

Guan Yan put away the bloodstained long sword and returned to the carriage. "Your Majesty, everything has been dealt with. Do we need to check the identities of these assassins?"

"No need, go back home."

"Yes!"

In the past few years, Jiang Jichen has faced many assassination attempts. At first, those people really wanted to kill him.

As time went by, they found that this was simply impossible, and the assassination became perfunctory, more like an insignificant test.

And Jiang Jichen was also happy to tell these people how unfathomable his strength was...

It was rather strange that so many assassins were coming straight for his life.

He knew that these were people from Dongli.

Their purpose is nothing more than to take back the child, or to kill the child who is of no use to them...

Since we already know who is behind this, why waste time investigating further?

Jiang An, who was soundly sleeping, was not affected at all by this silent assassination.

Tuanzi smacked his lips, eating the delicious food he had seen in the mansion yesterday in his dream, surrounded by gold and silver jewelry, feeling very comfortable...

Jiang An: "Hehe... Jin Za..."

The prince, who was carrying the child out of the carriage, heard this whisper in his dream and chuckled.

"miser…"