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

"Jiang Si!"

The bright sunlight of the day poured into the room through the door that had not yet been closed, shining on Gzirekh's wide-open eyes and the bright red blood beneath his body.

The black shadow broke through the door again like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath. His face, covered by a black cloth, had a pair of fierce eyes. He appeared at the call of his master, like a wild beast that had escaped from its cage.

The silver blade light was like a flash of lightning, rushing towards Na Renmen at lightning speed.

Naren's pupils shrank suddenly, his heart pounding, his reaction speed was amazing, he almost reflexively put the scimitar in front of him to block the fatal blow,

Jiang Si pressed his knife down and chopped it down. With a flash of the knife, Na Ren's weapon was cut in two like tofu!

Na Ren suddenly raised his eyes, blood seeping from the palms of his hands holding the scimitar to resist. He took Jiang Si's knife behind him, curled up his right fist, and rushed towards Na Ren's chest with a sound of breaking through the air.

There was a loud bang in the hall. It was the sound of Naren flying backwards and smashing the chair that Princess Mobei was sitting on.

He fell in a pile of wood chips, blood gushing out of his mouth, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead. The princess, who had quickly dodged her seat, was no longer as arrogant as before under Jiang Jichen's pressure. She didn't even dare to ask a question. She stood aside with a pale face, and an imperceptible panic flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Jiang Si, who had completed his mission, did not stay in the hall, but left like a shadow.

The smell of blood spread quickly in the hall, and everyone was stunned by this sudden situation.

The man who lost his little sister stared at the corpse of Gerlehe, whose eyes were still open. He closed his eyes and slid down from the chair...

The governor of Wen moved his hands slightly in his wide sleeves, signaling his servants to take the man away for treatment.

The girl in Jiang Jichen's arms also struggled to pull out a fat paw and put it on her father's chin, speaking in a muffled voice.

"Dad~"

"An An didn't see anything~"

"Don't be afraid!"

Even though I am still a little kid who needs to be taken care of by others, I always want to use my little hands to comfort others clumsily.

If others are nice to her, she will be a thousand times nicer to others. She is just a silly girl!

The prince, who was full of murderous intent, was calmed down by his daughter's fat claws. His narrow eyes were filled with love and care for Jiang An.

He went to pinch the fur ball on Tuanzi's head and said, "Dad will take you home, and I'll leave this place to Lord Wen, okay?"

Fearing that his daughter would be unhappy, Jiang Jichen quickly added, "Today, Butler Sun asked the kitchen to cook fresh fish."

Tuanzi's face was pressed against the fabric of her father's robe, and the rubbing on her cheeks was squeezed out. She smiled happily and contentedly with her round eyes, and her two feet outside were swaying.

"Okay, okay~"

When he left, Jiang Jichen paused for a moment, his tall figure standing in the sunlight. When he turned his back to look at Princess Mobei, his entire face was hidden in the dark. Even the bright sun could not warm his cold temper.

"Princess Mobei, I think disobedient slaves are unnecessary. What do you think?"

The upturned ending tone was full of danger, forcing the Jiaoman Princess to take a step back.

If she could see what I look like, the fear in her eyes would almost drown me.

Naren was a slave who had been with her since childhood...

"it is good…"

After receiving a satisfactory answer, Jiang Jichen strode out of the post station. Qi Shanyuan followed behind him and walked slowly. He could still hear the sound of Zhenglu drawing his sword in the hall...

The young master walked with firm steps, his eyes following the tall figure in front of him.

He was not afraid of Jiang Jichen's cruelty. On the contrary, he admired such a prince who was the king of the country. Only such a prince could make him believe that one day he would really help him to overthrow the nobles of the South!

Jiang An quietly poked her head out from her father's cloak, raised her little face and looked eagerly.

The old father had a smile on his face, no longer showing the fierce look he had just shown. He poked Tuanzi's cheek with his finger and asked, "Are you scared?"

Jiang An shook his head, his eyes clear, "The older brother who lost his sister is very pitiful... The older sisters are also very pitiful."

She pursed her lips, and could no longer see the scene in the hall. "Did An An cause trouble for Dad again..."

"No."

"Ah An did a great job. He can distinguish right from wrong at such a young age..."

Jiang Jichen weighed the little girl in his arms, who was getting heavier day by day, and said in a friendly and slightly proud tone, "My daughter is well-behaved and sensible, so she won't cause any trouble."

"Ah An, remember, the blade in your hand should be pointed at the strong. What you ask for and what you do don't require everyone's admiration, but you need to have a clear conscience!"

"Aan did a great job today, so how about rewarding Aan with another dish of spare ribs for dinner today?"

"Okay!"

Tuanzi clung to her father like an octopus, and poked her head out to look at Qi Shanyuan who was following behind. Her round eyes were bright and beautiful.

"Yuanyuan, we have spareribs for dinner today!"

The old father held down his daughter's head, protected her with one hand, and got on the carriage, "Okay, don't move..."

"Ow~"

Just when Qi Shanyuan was still hesitating whether to get on the carriage, a round head popped out from the open door, and a fat claw called out to him,

"Yuanyuan, come up quickly, it's time to go home~"

The young man with red lips and white teeth smiled and replied in a gentle voice, "Okay."

Come back home.

The next few days were very peaceful, and the envoys who stayed in Chongzhou continued on their way to Kyoto.

Because Geerlehe was already dead, the case was closed. The man who lost his younger sister still couldn't make it, because he had no relatives at home. The burial and other funeral affairs were paid for by the Mobei Princess and handled by the government office.

That day, the old governor stood in front of two new mounds and looked up at the white flags fluttering in the wind.

Is it fair that the murderer paid with his life?

A few days after the Lantern Festival, Jiang Tuanzi was tearfully clinging to the palace gate, pouting and looking so pitiful.

"Why do we have to get up so early to go to school..."

"An An is still a child. If he doesn't get enough sleep, he won't grow taller!"

Behind him, the old father rubbed his temples with his big hands, which blocked the smile on his face.

The prince hooked a finger around the cloth bag on his daughter's back and said, "Ah An, you're going to be late for school!"

Qi Shanyuan added at the right time, "If you are late, the teacher will punish An An by making him copy books."

Copying books became the last straw that broke the camel's back...

She moved a few steps towards the carriage, looking at Butler Sun.

"Butler Sun, An An is not at home, you have to take good care of the palace~"

Steward Sun smiled kindly, his eyes full of doting, "I will listen to you, young master, and take good care of the palace!"

Jiang An wanted to struggle a bit more, and tried to move closer to Butler Sun. "Actually... An An can help too... eh?"

The old father took the girl into his arms, put her on his shoulders, and patted her little butt.

Little devil!

"An, just go to school obediently!"

Tuanzi pouted and kicked his feet, "Humph, you don't want to be friends with Dad anymore!"

"I'm not on good terms with Yuanyuan anymore!"

Qi Shanyuan (Sang Xin Version): Why...