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The street vendors heard a strange noise in the distance, and the gossipy instinct of the working people made them stretch their necks to see what was going on.

Zhengyan and his brother were each holding a small child. The dark guard uniforms did not show any blood stains. A drop of blood was dripping slowly from the long sword held in their hands.

Zheng Yan: "The State Palace is doing business, get out of the way!"

He shouted loudly, and the vendors on the narrow street scattered. The old man at the school gate greeted the people nearby, and several people quickly closed the vermilion door.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Jiang An did not turn around, but he felt more at ease.

From the high wall, an assassin flew down, the tip of his sword pointed directly at Zheng Lu.

The latter ran while raising his long knife, trying to resist.

Huo Changming's tightly closed eyelashes trembled slightly, and a gust of wind blew past Zheng Lu's side.

I saw a dark blue shadow collide with the assassin,

The assassin's sword-holding hand was broken by the man's great force, and the entire palm turned up in a strange posture. The assassin's eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets due to the pain, and his voice was strangled in his throat and could not come out.

With a "bang", two figures overlapped and hit the stone floor, stirring up a layer of dust.

The man loosened his grip, raised his scarlet eyes and stared at the remaining two assassins who were chasing him.

Zhengyan stopped and looked at the person's profile clearly as the wind blew past.

"Commander-in-Chief Meng?"

His muscles relaxed. Meng Bu Ren had arrived, so they no longer had to wait for the secret guards in the mansion.

Jiang Anan sat in Zhengyan's arms, her eyes constantly looking towards the end of the long street. Why hasn't Nioniang come out yet?

When he heard the voice above his head calling Meng Buren's name, Tuanzi looked at the man chasing after the assassin in confusion.

Meng couldn't bear it? Shouldn't he be in the barracks at this time?

The assassin pulled the trigger of the crossbow in an attempt to force Meng Buren to retreat and escape, but he never expected that Meng Buren would not even try to hide.

He caught the flying arrow with his bare hands, broke it with one hand, stepped on the wall for leverage, and like a wolf eyeing its prey, he grabbed the assassin's leg with his sharp claws and slammed him to the ground.

As the punches hit his flesh, Jiang An covered his eyes with his fat hands.

Now, she finally understood why General Huo called him Meng Bu Ren...

At this time, Nianniang also came back from the other side after performing Qinggong. There were a few spots of blood on her green shirt. The soft sword that could kill people was now wrapped around her slender waist.

Nioniu made a few gestures with the secret guard of the palace standing on the wall. The man looked towards Jiang Antuanzi, then disappeared on the spot after a few jumps.

The ground was covered in blood and it was not suitable for conversation. The group walked a distance forward and passed by a government official who came to clean up the mess.

Zheng Yan: "Thank you very much, General Meng!"

Meng Buhan wiped the blood off his hands, and his gloomy brows relaxed. He was no longer as sloppy as he was yesterday, and he looked handsome.

His unassuming aura made him look very deceptive, and the shadows between his eyebrows and eyes added a different kind of beauty.

"It's okay. I was originally going to the palace, but I saw the fireworks on the way and rushed over."

He took out the newly made sleeve arrow from his bosom and said, "I made this last night. I am here to give it to you today."

Jiang An stayed in Zheng Yan's arms obediently, his eyes clear and bright, and he didn't seem to be frightened by the scene just now.

She took the sleeve arrow with both hands, holding it lovingly, with a pair of round eyes smiling, "Thank you, Lieutenant General Meng!"

Meng Buren's smile grew wider and wider. He had thought that the young lady would be frightened by him...

"Aan!"

"My lord..."

"This subordinate greets His Majesty..."

Jiang Jichen was wearing a dark gold-colored long robe with a cuff. As he strode forward, his cloak was blown up by the wind. Hu Yan, Xie Yunshan, and Huo Lang lagged behind him. They all looked unhappy.

The man had a cold face and an overwhelming aura. He didn't even bother to ask for greetings. He stretched out his big hand and took Tuanzi into his arms.

Jiang Jichen glanced at the bloodstains on these people, his narrow eyes filled with anger.

"Let me see, are you scared?"

Jiang An crawled into her father's arms with her small body. The scent of incense on Jiang Jichen's body suppressed the bloody smell in her heart.

Tuanzi replied sullenly, "I'm not scared. Nianniang and the others are very powerful, as well as Lieutenant General Meng..."

But her father seemed terrified...

Jiang An put her little hand on her father's cold face and coaxed him seriously, "Don't be afraid~"

The panic in his heart dissipated, and a certain prince smiled as he grasped his daughter's cold little hand, his movements gentle, as if Jiang An was a fragile porcelain doll.

On the other side, Huo Lang pushed Xie Yunshan away, who was in the way, and said, "Son, how are you?"

He lifted up Huo Changming's arms and legs to check.

When Huo Changming heard the familiar voice, the fear in his heart finally dissipated. His mouth drooped, his eyes turned red, and he began to howl.

The sound was so loud that it scared Tuanzi!

Behind them, the clerks of the government office carried out the bodies of the assassins one by one. No one would come to claim these bodies, so they would only be temporarily placed in the charity cemetery under the government office. After the Zhenguo Palace checked their identities, the bodies would be thrown into the mass grave.

Huo Changming was crying, and his father tried to comfort him clumsily, and only after making a lot of promises about slingshots and horses could he calm the child down.

The atmosphere was stagnant for a moment. No one mocked the child's crying at this time. Even the talkative Xie Yunshan was unusually silent.

For a child of a few years old, with swords and sabers flashing and fighting happening right before their eyes, it was not easy for him to hold back until his parents and relatives arrived before letting go of his emotions…

Tired of crying, Huo Changming lay in his father's arms, his eyes half-closed, and he was still mumbling something, looking for his sister.

Jiang Jichen patted Tuanzi's back with his big hand, his brows furrowed.

The court doctor once said that Jiang An might have lost her mind due to intense fear. Would this assassination leave her with a bad memory?

Seven-year-old Huo Changming was crying like that, but Jiang An was extremely calm...

This place is not far from Yufulou, so the group stopped there.

Nianniang and the others changed into clean clothes and returned to the backyard of Yufulou.

Jiang An also met Huo Changming's mother.

She was a very pretty woman, with bright eyes and eyebrows, and her beauty was flamboyant. Her hair was tied up in a lady's bun, and her hairpin was adorned with a few broken red jades. Her earrings swayed as she moved her fair neck. She wore a pastel-colored coat and a dark red shawl between her elbows. Her every frown and smile made people take a few more glances at her.

Jiang An: Now I finally understand why Huo Changming looks so fair and clean...

Huo Lang briefly told her about the assassination. Mrs. Huo glared at her husband and took the sleeping child from his arms.

The woman turned around and bowed to Jiang Jichen, her eyes frankly, "Please don't blame me, Your Majesty. If Changming hadn't taken the young lady out, the assassin wouldn't have had a chance..."

She knew that the prince would not blame her.

But they had to show some respect. After all, they were of royal blood. Huo Lang was a general, and their sons were no match for him.

This is the difference between a military commander and a businessman...

The prince, who was sitting in the upper seat, waved his arm and signaled her to stand up. "Madam Huo, there is no need to say that. The assassination was not our original intention."

"Changming was frightened. I have sent someone to the palace to ask the palace doctor to come and see him."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Jiang An followed Mrs. Huo as she left with a small look in her eyes, and only came back to her senses when her father pinched her chubby face.

Tuanzi's little face was full of meaning. She looked at General Huo with round eyes and her childish voice echoed throughout the room, "General Huo, why did my aunt marry you?"

Is auntie blind?

My aunt is really beautiful. Why would such a beautiful aunt marry a coal...

Huo Lang puffed out his chest proudly, "Of course he likes me!"

Jiang An: ...

She turned around and hugged her father's neck, her voice was miserable and sad, "Dad, how could such a beautiful aunt go blind..."