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There was a sense of loss in Meng Jiao's eyes, and she pursed her lips and tears fell silently.

After thinking about it for a moment, she took his hand and put it on her neck in frustration, as if to say, "You're going to kill me right now."

Zhan Nanchu felt the slenderness and fragility of the thing under his palm. It would break without much effort.

But seeing her small body but stubborn look, I couldn't help but think of my past self.

He climbed out of the abyss with the help of his father's confidants.

And she had nothing.

Thinking of this, he no longer wanted to tease her, so he withdrew his hand from her neck and handed her his sleeve.

"Come with me, or stay here. It's your choice."

Meng Jiao did not hesitate, but she did not hold his sleeve. Instead, she took his hand, opened it, and put her own hand inside.

Crazy, she is going to be his woman, not his child, she has to get used to it from now on,

Zhan Nanchu wanted to tell her that boys and girls should not sit at the same table when they are seven years old, but when he thought about how she lost her father when she was four, he said nothing more and walked out of the door.

Meng Heng saw his master leading Miss An out with surprise, but as a personal guard he quickly adjusted his expression.

"My Lord, the wife of the Marquis of Anping is ill. I have arranged for a royal doctor to come and see her. It will probably be a while before she can come and see you."

Zhan Nanchu looked at the darkening sky and his face became even more unhappy.

"Go home."

Meng Jiao clenched his hand. She couldn't let him go like this. She arranged this scene not only to punish him through him, but also to remind him that the adulterer was from the Northern Yamen of the Imperial City.

You should know that the Imperial City North Yamen is equivalent to the emperor's personal guard, responsible for patrolling the Imperial City.

The adulterer has been in Anping Marquis's mansion for two days, and no one has come to look for him yet. This can only mean that the Imperial City's Northern Court has long been corrupt.

What Meng Jiao was most worried about was whether this adulterer was related to Wen Hongfei's poisoning.

In short, he has to get some skin off today.

Zhan Nanchu felt the strangeness in his hand and looked at Meng Jiao with cold eyes. Meng Jiao couldn't help but shrink a little. The cowardice in her eyes made him feel uncomfortable. He thought to himself that he must change her bad habits.

The night was dark and gloomy. After Zhan Nanchu and her stared at each other, he finally gave in.

"Let's go to the main courtyard first."

The astonishment in Meng Heng's eyes disappeared quietly. He didn't understand why a little thing he met for the first time could change his master's decision.

"Yes."

Meng Jiao stretched her short legs and chased after Zhan Nanchu, but after only a few steps she began to pant for breath.

Zhan Nanchu paused and slowed down his pace, but Meng Jiao was still stumbling.

She still had some residual injuries on her feet, so no matter how much he disliked her now, he would feel even more guilty when he found out.

"Tsk, Ban Yue, come and hold her."

As soon as Zhan Nanchu finished speaking, a woman in a black slim dress fell from the tree and stretched out her hand towards Meng Jiao.

Seeing this, Meng Jiao crawled into Zhan Nanchu's arms in fear, as if she only recognized him.

The tiny person couldn't even reach the other person's waist, so Ban Yue could only look at his master helplessly.

Zhan Nanchu felt that he had used up all his patience on this little brat. He waved his hand and told Banyue to leave. Forget it. She was still a child. After all, he was twelve years older than her. He could just treat her as a daughter.

So he lifted Meng Jiao by the scruff of her neck with one hand and held her in his arms, without saying anything, he continued to walk forward.

Meng Jiao squeezed the jade pendant in her hand, not missing the probing looks that many people cast at her, and just obediently held his neck.

When they arrived at Wutong Garden, Meng Jiao still held him tightly and refused to leave.

In the middle of the courtyard, two people were kneeling and being treated by the imperial physician and successfully separated.

However, the lower bodies of the two men were obviously swollen, and I think they were probably seriously injured.

People say that an iron rod can be ground into a needle, but who knows what will happen to meat?

Seeing Zhan Nanchu holding Meng Jiao, a flash of disgust flashed across Xue's face under her veil, but she spoke with a loving motherly look.

"Greetings, Prince Regent. My daughter is ignorant of etiquette. Please forgive me, Your Majesty. Considering that she is still a child, it is all my fault for not teaching her well."

"Who do you think you are? You are so fickle and shameless. How can you teach her?"

Xue's face flushed red, her mind was full of the scene of her lower body being torn by the imperial physician, and the tattoo on her face. The imperial physician said that it might be impossible to remove it. If she wanted to remove it, she would have to cut off the entire piece of skin. Who on earth framed her like this? For a moment, she felt humiliated.

"How can the Regent slander me like this? The imperial physician can prove that all this was caused by someone drugging me. I am also a victim..."

As Xue spoke, she began to urinate. If you didn't know, you might think it was Zhan Nanchu who drugged her.

Meng Jiao's medicine was very strong, so it was normal for her to be diagnosed by the imperial physician.

What's more, she had to find out whether this guy had anything to do with the death of her original father, and her father who worked for the late emperor.

Although he has not been in power in the court in recent years, Zhan Nanchu has not been able to remove this man from the court even after reshuffles. It can be imagined that the old man has deep thoughts.

"I will have someone investigate the truth, but the Marquis of Anping treated you well. You abused his daughter first, and then you had an affair..."

Xue blushed and raised her head to protest loudly.

But when she looked up and met Zhan Nanchu's sharp eyes that seemed to see through everything, she suddenly calmed down.

As the regent, not to mention that she could only avoid the sharp edge, and judging from the current situation, a quarrel would only be more disadvantageous to her.

So she didn't dare to interrupt again and waited for Zhan Nanchu's next words.

Zhan Nanchu looked at the contrast between Wutongyuan and the little girl, and finally spoke,

"Madam Hou is ill and misses her parents at home, so she should return to Commander Xue's residence to recuperate. Do not go out unless necessary."

The implication was to take back all her rights as the wife of the Marquis's mansion and ask her to go back to her father to reflect on her mistakes.

Xue's pretended gentle eyes revealed a hint of coldness, and the slightly trembling corners of her lips revealed her inner restlessness. This was more painful than killing her. At this moment, she wished she could crawl into a crack in the ground.

"I will follow...the prince's orders."

"As for you..." Zhan Nanchu turned his head and looked at the man who was kneeling in the yard and didn't dare to show his face.

"Abandoning your post, kill him."

Meng Jiao's pupils dilated, and she looked at Zhan Nanchu in disbelief. "No, why don't you check it out? Why don't you just kill him right away?"

Zhan Nanchu frowned. If he didn't kill her now, how would others know that this woman was fickle and be despised by everyone?

Besides, wasn't it her own wish to come back for revenge? What else could he think of if he killed her?

Or is this just a little bit of bloodiness that you can't stand?

Tsk, the little girl is just delicate.

Considering that she was still a ten-year-old girl in the inner house, it might have been a bit shocking to her.

But he still insisted that she watch him dragging the man to the ground covered in blood...

Choose a knife to chop her back of the neck,

Well, this way she won't have time to cry in front of me.

Meng Jiao, who didn’t react, said: Damn!

The carriage moved slowly, passing the somewhat deserted Ping'an Ancient Road, and then drove into the bustling night market street.

The street was not very wide, only enough for two carriages to pass each other. There were various stalls on both sides. Because the distance was close, the conversations of the people could be heard clearly.

"Have you heard? The Regent has killed someone again."

"What? Killed again? This is the fifth time this month."

"That's right. I heard that the person who was killed today was in the Anping Marquis's mansion. I heard that it was a man, but isn't there a widow raising a child in that mansion?"

"Speaking of this, I actually know something about it. A friend of my seventh uncle's second cousin's son told me..."