The daughter of the emperor is reborn to be beautiful and cool, and the King of Zhenbei loves her wi

Shen Nanzhi didn't want to see Xiao Qian'an here. Besides the fact that she herself rejected Xiao Qian'an and didn't want to have anything to do with him at the moment, it was also because of Xiao Chuyun.

After Xiao Qian'an ascended the throne in the previous life, almost none of his brothers ended up well.

Only Xiao Chuyun.

The fact that he was able to lead his troops into the imperial mausoleum at that time at least proved that Xiao Qian'an did not intend to kill him.

Either it was because Xiao Chuyun himself had no chance of becoming emperor and posed no threat to him, or it was because of his special status that he not only had hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers at his disposal but could also intimidate the Northern Barbarians, so even Xiao Qian'an could not easily touch him.

If it's the latter, that's great.

Unlike Xiao Chuyun in her previous life who was a low-key person and had no conflicts with Xiao Qian'an, in this life he helped her too much and had too many involvements with her, and sooner or later she and Xiao Qian'an would confront each other and fight to the death.

Shen Nanzhi didn't want Xiao Qian'an to see her and Xiao Chuyun having too close a relationship. Otherwise, with Xiao Qian'an's vengeful nature, she was afraid that Xiao Qian'an would do something bad to Xiao Chuyun.

However, it was not convenient to talk about these things separately, and before Shen Nanzhi could speak, Xiao Chuyun nodded and said, "Then I will go to the front hall to meet him, Miss Shen, you can stay here without any worries."

As he spoke, he lifted the fox fur blanket and stood up from the bamboo chair.

He was already suffering from the torment brought by the cold poison. If he had not been in extreme pain, he would not have sat on the bamboo chair. But now he had to force himself to get up.

Seeing this, Shen Nanzhi was so shocked that he subconsciously put down the teacup in his hand.

"Your Majesty..."

Xiao Chuyun smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Miss Shen, it's okay."

But in just a split second, his face turned visibly paler, and even beads of sweat appeared on his temples. How could it be possible that nothing was wrong?

Shen Nanzhi naturally felt uncomfortable. She was thinking of simply climbing out through the back window to save Xiao Chuyun from having to walk such a long way.

As soon as this thought came to her mind, she suddenly saw a black shadow flash outside the window, as fast as lightning.

Before Shen Nanzhi could see clearly, the ball had already fallen steadily into Xiao Chuyun's arms.

It turned out to be a black cat with a body as black as ink, except for its two eyes which were as bright and clear as crystal beads.

Its paw rested on Xiao Chuyun's elbow, and it rubbed its head against Xiao Chuyun's chest obediently.

Perhaps feeling the biting coldness from his body, the black cat shrank a little, but soon put its head forward stubbornly.

That coquettish look is enough to melt anyone's heart.

Xiao Chuyun picked it up and placed it on the table.

Although he didn't say anything, the black cat really lay on it obediently.

Shen Nanzhi was amazed.

She had never seen such a clingy and well-behaved cat.

In the past, her grandmother liked to raise lion cats, but those little guys were all arrogant and lazy, and not friendly at all.

Looks very pleasing.

She didn't expect that Xiao Chuyun actually had a cat, and it was a black cat.

In the secular concept, black cats represent bad luck. Even ordinary people dislike them, and the powerful people in Beijing are even more dismissive.

This reminded Shen Nanzhi of Xiao Chuyun... Wasn't he also like this, coerced by those prejudices, isolated and hurt?

Seeing the well-behaved and obedient black cat, Shen Nanzhi's heart softened, and he subconsciously reached out to touch its furry little head.

But her hand was only halfway extended when her senses suddenly returned and her mind suddenly flashed back to the experience of being scratched by her grandmother's cat when she was a child.

If you scratch your own cat rashly, you might get scratched, let alone someone else's cat.

No matter how well-behaved this black cat is, it might still scratch her out of self-protection.

Shen Nanzhi shrank back and was about to withdraw her hand, but she heard Xiao Chuyun muffledly say, "Miss Shen also thinks that black cats are unlucky?"

Is that why you avoid it so much?

Although he looked normal, Shen Nanzhi vaguely felt that he was a little depressed.

She seemed particularly nervous about her answer.

The two of them were only half an arm's length apart, and Shen Nanzhi could even smell the fresh scent of grass and wood on him, as well as a hint of medicinal scent that was not unpleasant.

Shen Nanzhi quickly shook her head: "It's just worldly prejudice. I think this one is very well-behaved and lovable, and it has nothing to do with its color."

Afraid that Xiao Chuyun would misunderstand her action of withdrawing her hand just now, Shen Nanzhi explained: "I was just scratched by a cat when I was a child, so although I like it, I am also afraid of being caught by it because I am not familiar with it."

Hearing this, Xiao Chuyun smiled knowingly: "No, it's very well behaved, and it likes Miss Shen very much."

Can you see this?

Shen Nanzhi was skeptical and reached out her hand. Sure enough, the black cat not only did not scratch her, but also rubbed its head against her palm obediently.

Shen Nanzhi liked it more and more because of its cute and docile appearance. She asked casually, "Does it have a name?"

However, after hearing this, Xiao Chuyun, who was usually calm, showed a rare look of embarrassment on his face, and turned his head away somewhat unnaturally.

Shen Nanzhi found it strange.

Before she could speak, Xiao Chuyun said with a bit of helplessness in his tone: "Its name is Wangcai. It was originally picked up by Doctor Lu, and he gave it the name out of his own will."

What kind of good family's cat could be named like this?

Shen Nanzhi was stunned.

She tentatively called out, "Wangcai?"

The black cat in the palm of the hand immediately meowed in response.

It really is!

Shen Nanzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Xiao Chuyun seemed to feel a little embarrassed. He lowered his eyes and said, "Miss Shen, please take a rest here. I will go to the front hall first."

After saying that, he walked out of the study.

Shen Nanzhi felt a little bit reluctant when she thought of his leg injury, but as soon as she thought about it, the black cat seemed to sense her absent-mindedness and stretched out its little claws to gently scratch her palm.

Shen Nanzhi then retracted his gaze and looked at it: "Wangcai?"

The response she received was still that very cute meow.

Seeing how adorable it was, Shen Nanzhi held back his laughter at its name.

She called out a few more times, and Wangcai got used to it. She also got used to it and no longer had to hold back her laughter.

When Xiao Chuyun came back, this was the scene he saw.

The girl in the light green gauze dress looked at the black cat in her arms lovingly. She called out "Wangcai", and the black cat responded with a "meow" and rubbed its head against her palm. The girl and the cat were having a lot of fun playing together.

The spring light outside the window fell on her, and the scene was so beautiful that one wanted to indulge in it forever and could not bear to break it.

It was not until Xiao Chuyun came in that Shen Nanzhi realized how childish her behavior was.

She didn't expect Xiao Chuyun to come back so soon. Could it be that he sent Xiao Qian'an back as soon as they met?

Shen Nanzhi was just thinking about letting Wangcai go back when he heard Lu Pianpian's voice coming from outside.

"I'll be a good boy!"

As soon as Lu Pianpian entered the room, she saw Wangcai, who was nestling in Shen Nanzhi's arms and was extremely well-behaved. She was struck by lightning and asked, "Sister Zhizhi, did Wangcai let you hold him?"

Shen Nanzhi didn't quite understand why she reacted like this. She rubbed Wangcai's head and blinked.

Seeing this, Lu Pianpian didn't even care that Xiao Chuyun was still in front of her, and wailed in pain: "Is this still Wangcai? You heartless dog! I fed you for so long and you didn't let me touch you, and you even scratched me and bit me, I'm going to kill you!"

As he spoke, Lu Pianpian pounced over with bared fangs and claws.

Wangcai in Shen Nanzhi's arms also looked as if facing a great enemy, with all the cat hair on its body standing up. However, when it saw Shen Nanzhi, it immediately became extremely docile. Even its crystal agate-like eyes looked at Shen Nanzhi pitifully and made a whimpering sound with grievance.

Lu Pianpian was completely annoyed: "You evil cat complained first! Why are you pretending to be pitiful in front of Sister Zhizhi!"

After saying this, fearing that Shen Nanzhi would not believe it, Lu Pianpian grabbed Shen Nanzhi's sleeve and complained tearfully, "Sister Zhizhi, do you know why my godfather called it Wangcai?"

Shen Nanzhi shook his head.

Lu Pianpian gnashed her teeth and said, "Because it's more ferocious than a dog! Ordinary people can't touch it at all. Even my godfather has been scratched by it. It only scratches my prince. I didn't expect..."

Before Lu Pianpian finished speaking, Xiao Chuyun interrupted: "Lu Pianpian."

The voice was not loud, but it gave Lu Pianpian a startle. She calmed down instantly and dared not say another word.

But Xiao Chuyun didn't look at her. He just glanced at Wangcai who was still lying in Shen Nanzhi's arms and acting like a spoiled child: "Wangcai, get out."

"Meow."

Wangcai whimpered twice, and finally rubbed Shen Nanzhi's palm, then jumped from her arms to the windowsill, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Lu Pianpian said that Wangcai was more ferocious than a dog, but Shen Nanzhi didn't realize it. Instead, she thought it was more obedient than a dog.

When she came to her senses, Xiao Chuyun had already returned to the desk.

Having learned the lesson of being sent away before she could even open her mouth before, Lu Pianpian didn't dare to mention taking Xiao Chuyun's pulse this time.

Shen Nanzhi advised: "Your Majesty, let Pian Pian take a look at it for you."

Lu Pianpian on the side didn't dare to say a word, and only glanced at Xiao Chuyun out of the corner of her eye.

I thought I would be rejected again this time, but Xiao Chuyun was so nice and said, "Okay."

As he spoke, he stretched out his wrist.

Seeing him cooperate so well, Lu Pianpian almost thought she was dazzled. She didn't dare to move for a long time. It was not until Xiao Chuyun glanced at her that she reacted and hurried over to take his pulse carefully.

"How about it?"

Shen Nanzhi's heart was in his throat.

Lu Pianpian took a look at Xiao Chuyun's face, and then said carefully: "Fortunately, fortunately, it is not as serious as I thought. I will go and prescribe a medicine to help the prince suppress the cold poison."

As she spoke, she turned around and walked behind the table, picked up a pen and paper, and was about to write a prescription, but she inadvertently met Xiao Chuyun's indifferent gaze.

Lu Pianpian was so frightened that she trembled, and quickly took a pen and paper to ask Shen Nanzhi for help: "Sister Zhizhi, my handwriting is really bad, and I'm also afraid that Brother Mo Yi won't recognize it and prescribe the wrong medicine. Otherwise, I will dictate it and you can help me write the prescription?"

This is not difficult. Shen Nanzhi nodded, took the paper and pen, spread them out on the small table in front of her, and let Lu Pianpian talk while she wrote.

Although she doesn't like red dresses but prefers military equipment, her calligraphy is quite impressive.

However, unlike the hairpin-shaped small regular script that most girls like to use, Shen Nanzhi's wrists are stronger than other girls due to her years of martial arts practice. In addition, due to her own personality, her handwriting is sharp and powerful, with a dragon-like stroke, majestic and yet lively and delicate.

Lu Pianpian, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but wail, "I was wrong. Compared to Sister Zhizhi's words, mine is not even as good as a dog paddle!"

Shen Nanzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Lu Pianpian carefully dried the ink stain, folded it, and then instructed Mo Yi who was waiting outside the door: "Be sure to simmer it slowly over a low fire for more than three hours, three times a day, change it every three days, and take it continuously for half a month."

Mo Yi had just taken over when Shen Huaishu had finished his work and rushed over.

All the things that needed to be done had been done, so Shen Nanzhi said goodbye to Xiao Chuyun along with her uncle.

As soon as they walked out of the yard, Mo Yi was about to go get the medicine with the prescription in his pocket, but before he could take a step, he was stopped by Xiao Chuyun.

Mo Yi stepped forward to listen to the order, but Xiao Chuyun's order did not come for a long time.

He was confused as a monk, but saw Xiao Chuyun glanced coldly at his chest and the pens and ink on the desk that had not been put away yet.

Mo Yi reacted belatedly and suddenly felt a slight heat in his chest as he held the prescription.

He quickly took it out and presented it to Xiao Chuyun with both hands.

Xiao Chuyun took it very naturally, his ink-black eyes fixed on the words on the prescription, as if he could see through the words the focused expression of the person who wrote it at that time.

Seeing this, Mo Yi hurriedly grabbed a pen and paper and quickly copied down Shen Nanzhi's prescription. Seeing Xiao Chuyun carefully put away the prescription, Mo Yi breathed a sigh of relief. How could he touch Miss Shen's calligraphy? Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, otherwise he would have made the injury worse!

At that time, Shen Nanzhi, who had already boarded the carriage and left the Zhenbei Palace, had no idea that Mo Yi was "walking on thin ice".

She was listening to her uncle telling the confession of the thief in black.

Although it is called a confession, there are actually not many useful clues.

He was originally a desperate criminal who made a living by taking money from people and helping them to get rid of disasters. Some time ago, someone found him and asked him to find a way to clear the name of the third daughter of the Wen family.

As for who that person was, he didn't know either.

The other party was also wearing black clothes and a mask. He only left a bag of silver as a deposit, and left after saying this.

Shen Huaishu ordered people to take him out of the Zhenbei Palace and bring him to the Dali Temple.

After sending Shen Nanzhi and Lu Pianpian back, Shen Huaishu rushed to the Yong'an Earl's Mansion without stopping.

The aunt and the others had not returned yet. Shen Nanzhi originally wanted to go see A Niang first, but saw Zhuifeng, who had been sent out to follow Jiang Yanran, hurried back.

"Miss, this morning Jiang Yanran quietly left the Jiang family through the back door and went all the way to the fourth house in Wuyi Lane. She stayed inside for an hour before coming out. I wanted to follow her in, but there were dozens of guards in that seemingly ordinary courtyard, which was similar to the place that Miss reminded me to pay attention to before. I didn't dare to alert the enemy, so I came back to report to Miss first."

Shen Nanzhi nodded: "You did the right thing."

If her guess was correct, that was most likely where her scumbag father kept his mistress.

It would be inappropriate to show up at someone's door rashly, and if it turns out to be not the person, it would alert the enemy.

Shen Nanzhi came up with a good idea.