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

The palace,

Jiang An returned to the yard and went straight into the greenhouse.

Tuanzi stood on tiptoe in front of the neatly arranged rows of pots. She held a special gilded vessel in her hand to water the plants, muttering to herself,

"Grow up quickly~"

When you grow up, An An will have green leaves to eat~

Little Tuanzi was busy in the greenhouse, moving pots and pans over, running to get water,

The brothers Zhengyan and Zhenglu, who were in the greenhouse, were good at martial arts and were very agile, otherwise it would be really hard to see the balls running around the house without knee-high balls...

Zhengyan rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms. After he put down the bucket in his hand, he saw the young lady running away with a red face, so he quickly stopped her.

"Miss...Ancestor..."

The sturdy guard carried Tuanzi to a relatively clean place and took out the handkerchief he carried with him.

Jiang An tilted his head, stretched out ten fingers very consciously, and let Zheng Yan wipe it clean.

"Just sit here and tell me what to do..."

Zheng Yan's face, which still had some youthfulness, was rarely filled with worry. "If you turn into a little mud ball again, I will definitely fire you this time!"

Zheng Lu, who came in later, kicked his brother's butt secretly. When the younger brother groaned, he said in a low voice with a serious face, "What nonsense are you talking about in front of the young lady!"

Zhengyan moved closer to Tuanzi with a wronged look on his face, like a bullied dog.

Jiang An put his chubby paws on his shoulders and said very righteously, "No, it was An An who did it himself. Nianniao won't hit you!"

Tuanzi's big eyes were full of mischief. He leaned close to Zhengyan's ear and whispered in what he thought was a very quiet voice, "Big Bird, I'll take you away from home!"

Jiang An had his back to the greenhouse door, while Zheng Yan was facing a certain evil spirit.

He didn't dare to respond to the young lady's words at all. He stood up and pretended to be busy, running around in the greenhouse.

"what?"

Tuanzi tilted his head. Why was he unhappy?

Soon, Jiang An understood...

"Miss, it's late...you should go to bed..."

Jiang An:!

The chirp on her head was so scared that it almost stood up!

Jiang An's eyes rolled around, and he turned and ran towards Nianniang who came to look for Tuanzi.

The soft dumpling hugged Nianniang's thigh, humping its little buttocks.

"Brew~"

Nianniang lowered her head, her heroic features softened, and she took Tuanzi's hand and walked out.

Zhengyan hid behind the earthen pots on the shelf, and only came out when the figure at the door disappeared.

Zheng Lu rolled his eyes at him and said, "You are useless!"

No future?

His brother leaned casually against the shelf, holding a gilded vessel specially used by young ladies in his hand, and pouted, "You are promising. Why didn't you come to rescue your brother when he was beaten!"

Zheng Lu carried the empty bucket and turned to leave the greenhouse. "First, you deserve it."

Who made him take the lady and the mud?

"Second, I can't beat him."

Nianniang was born as a secret guard. If a real fight breaks out, even if there are ten of him, Nianniang will still be the one who survives.

Zhengyan rolled his eyes, picked up the empty bucket and followed his brother, muttering, "You are useless..."

At night, Jiang An was snoring softly on the bed. His short arms and legs were in unexpected places. His small blanket had been kicked to the corner of the bed. He was sleeping soundly with his butt sticking up.

The door is opened,

In the moonlight, Jiang Jichen stepped into the house. The patterns on his body, sewn with gold thread, flashed with tiny lights as he turned around and closed the door.

He came to the bedside, and the room was dark with only a few candles burning.

Jiang Jichen used his bony hands to push aside the light beaded curtain and chuckled when he saw his daughter sleeping.

In the darkness, the man's eyes no longer had the ice that could not be melted during the day, and were filled with love and affection for this dumpling.

He gently covered Jiang An with the quilt again and adjusted her sleeping position to be comfortable.

Perhaps she smelled a familiar and reassuring smell, Tuanzi's fat paws grasped her father's warm palm, and she smacked her lips in her dream, as if she was saying something.

Jiang Jichen leaned in to listen.

Jiang An: “…Umm…Meat…”

"Tsk,"

He just knew...

After sitting by Jiang An's bed for a while, the old father left the main room.

In the corridor, Nianniang stood with her hands hanging down.

Jiang Jichen: "An always kicks the quilt. It's too cold at night. You should check on her more often to prevent her from catching a cold again."

Niang Niang: "Yes, Your Majesty."

The man walked out of the courtyard, his figure standing tall in the moonlight, his profile looking like an immortal.

His gaze paused for a moment on a tree in the yard, his narrow eyes showing a flickering emotion.

As he stepped out of the yard, a short gust of wind blew past him.

Jiang Jichen stopped walking, his black hair was blown up and down by the wind, his face was still stern.

In front of him, he saw a figure that blended into the darkness, half-kneeling, with a knife in his hand, and a black scarf covering his face, leaving only a pair of dead eyes.

This person was the reason why he came to Jiang An's yard tonight...

"After the Lunar New Year, Ah An will often go out of the house, you have to stay by her side..."

Instead of squatting on the tree in the yard to build a nest every day!

"Yes."

The secret guards were all cut from the same cloth, hiding in the dark and never speaking. After this man responded, only the sound of the cold winter wind blew around him.

The prince waved his hand, and he disappeared again like a ghost.

Further ahead, Guan Yan was standing there. When he saw the prince coming, he clasped his hands together in front of his chest to salute.

"Your Highness, the beggar we brought back today has woken up. He claimed to be the steward of a wealthy family in the south. He brought the only remaining young master in the mansion with the refugees to Chongzhou Prefecture. Someone has been sent to investigate his identity."

"only…"

"The butler tried to commit suicide, but was discovered by the guard who happened to return to the house and stopped..."

Seeking death?

This beggar stayed at the gate of the palace in order to find a way to survive. Now that he has it, he still wants to die?

"Are you still conscious? Bring him to the study. I want to question him."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

It was almost midnight, and the sound of night watchmen could be heard outside the palace.

The front yard of the Zhenguo Palace was still brightly lit at this moment...

The beggar was carried into the study room on a stretcher by two guards, and the child, who had changed into a new cotton-padded jacket, followed closely.

In the first seat, Jiang Jichen was looking through the book that counted the number of refugees.

Hearing the door open, the man looked up.

"I...I have met the prince of the state..."

The beggar stumbled off the stretcher and crawled on the floor with a hoarse voice. His hands raised above his head were covered with chilblains. Although he had applied medicine, he still looked horrible.

Seeing him kneel down, the child also knelt on the floor with a wooden face, making a thumping sound.

Jiang Jichen did not let him stand up. The low voice seemed to come from the distant horizon, like the biting cold wind outside.

"Raise your head and tell me why you are seeking death."

Hearing this, the man propped himself up and raised his head.

He was about 20 or 30 years old, with a hunched body, high cheekbones due to long-term hunger, and purple marks on his neck from being hanged.

If it weren't for those hopeless eyes, he would be handsome.

Perhaps the word "death" mentioned by Jiang Jichen stimulated the child who was also kneeling. His eyes moved, but soon returned to dead silence.

"Go back to your lord..."

With just three words, the beggar choked up.

"I was originally the steward of the Qi family in the south. My family has served the master for generations, but I never expected that a disaster would happen overnight. Only the young master and I were left in the Qi family."

The beggar looked at Jiang Jichen with pleading eyes, "Your Majesty, my master is young and has no idea what happened in the South. I have never heard of him since I came to Chongzhou from the South."

"Please be kind and take him in, even if it's just to be a cleaning boy!"

"I...I will take everything with me into my coffin!"

The Qi family in the south is a family of merchants.

A big tree attracts the wind, and a merchant family with no one to rely on is just a piece of fat meat in the eyes of the powerful.

Not only did they rob the family of their wealth, they also killed them all...

Jiang Jichen did not respond for a moment, but sat on the main seat, becoming the god who decided life and death in the eyes of the prostrate people.

The Qi family was killed by the Taifei clan.

Now the butler brought people to ask for permission to go to the Zhenguo Palace. First, everyone in the southern business community knew that the Queen Mother and the King of Side by Side were not on good terms; second, in Chongzhou Prefecture, the Zhenguo Palace was the only place that could protect the young master.

It must be that day, when Jiang An gave him the silver, he recognized the sign of the Zhenguo Palace...

Jiang Jichen looked at the child with scrutiny, "This child has no idea at all?"

"I dare not deceive the prince..."

"Then you tell him,"

The beggar looked up in astonishment, and met the stern eyes of the prince of Zhenguo.

The study was so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard. The man said, "Tell this child that the one who killed his family was my mother, the current imperial concubine."

"My lord..."

He looked at the child again, with a coercive aura around him that was enough to look down on the world. "Do you still want to stay in this palace?"

The pale and thin child had a pale face and bloodshot eyes, but he still maintained his sanity.

"I believe..."

His voice was hoarse from not speaking for a long time, and he knew that this was his and Qi's only chance to survive.

"Qisheng won't harm me."

If Qisheng wanted to harm him, he wouldn't even have to risk his life to save him, let alone protect him like this along the way.

"Please take us in, Your Majesty..."

The child's gift was scattered because of his weak body, but he was full of determination.

He said 'we', he didn't want to pray for death for himself...

"I can take you in and even help you with your revenge, but as a condition, you must also serve me."

"The Qi family has mastered the art of business since childhood. This king is looking forward to it..."

He called Guan Yan and took the man away, but stopped the child who was about to leave with him.

"After you recover from your injuries, go to the Star Picking Courtyard."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The door closed, and silence returned to the study.

Jiang Jichen lowered his eyes and played with the white jade pendant on his waist. The hidden hostility in him filled the room.

He had selfish motives in taking them in.

Jiang Jichen didn't want that position, but he also didn't want to be controlled by others all his life.

He will cut off their minions one by one!