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

Xie Changyuan stood there in a daze.

One piece of the jade hairpin fell to the ground, and the other piece was tightly grasped in Xie Changyuan's hand.

Shen Nanzhi felt reluctant, but he could only pull his cloak tighter, take a half step back, and said hard, "Xie Changyuan, stop making trouble and go back."

"I do not!"

Xie Changyuan suddenly squatted down, picked up the half on the ground and held it in his hand. For the first time in his life, he yelled at Shen Nanzhi: "Everything was fine yesterday, how come it suddenly became like this! You said you would marry me, you said you didn't lie to me this time! I won't leave! I won't leave even if I die!"

Xie Changyuan's emotions were clearly out of control.

Shen Nanzhi didn't know what to say.

Just at this moment, Xie Zhenting, the loyal and brave marquis who came after hearing the news, knocked Xie Changyuan unconscious with a palm.

Only after he apologized to Shen Huaishu and Shen Nanzhi did he carry Xie Changyuan away.

Lord Xie's dejected and flustered back overlapped with the scene Shen Nanzhi saw in her previous life.

After many twists and turns, she still didn't marry Xie Changyuan.

Shen Nanzhi couldn't help but sigh.

After all the outsiders had left, Shen Huaishu looked Shen Nanzhi up and down.

"Zhizhi, what are you doing?"

At that time in the evening, Shen Huaishu watched Shen Nanzhi rush out to look for Xiao Chuyun. How come in just this moment, her hair style and clothes changed.

Moreover, it was already spring and the weather was getting warmer, so there was no need for a cloak anymore. However, Shen Nanzhi still wrapped herself tightly.

Only Xie Changyuan, who was distracted, didn't notice anything unusual, but Shen Huaishu saw it at a glance.

"What happened?"

Shen Huaishu felt that with Xiao Chuyun's character, he should not do anything out of line. What's more, since it was Shen Nanzhi who took the initiative to marry him, she must have thought it over carefully and was a trustworthy person.

But seeing that Shen Nanzhi became like this after going out, how could Shen Huaishu not be worried.

"Nothing, little uncle, can I have a word with you?"

The two of them were standing at the gate of Shen Nanzhi's yard. It was already late, but Shen Nanzhi could still spot Mother Liu peeking out from under the eaves.

Shen Huaishu nodded and took Shen Nanzhi to the study.

After closing the door, Shen Nanzhi explained to his uncle what had happened tonight.

After hearing the last sentence, Shen Huaishu's brows were tightly furrowed.

Shen Nanzhi drank two cups of hot tea to moisten his throat before saying, "Has my uncle ever offended anyone? Or has he ever been involved in the interests of any prince?"

Shen Huaishu shook his head: "No."

At this point, he thought for a moment and added, "However, these past few days I have been ordered to supervise the Jiangbei corruption case at the Dali Temple, and I have had a lot of dealings with the Second Prince's people."

To say it was a deal was an understatement.

Most of the Ministry of Revenue officials involved in the Jiangbei corruption case were related to the second prince.

That is the second prince's purse.

Once it is thoroughly investigated, it will undoubtedly be like cutting off one of their arms.

Therefore, Xiao Chuyun and Xiao Qian'an rushed back from Jiangbei with enough evidence, and he did not hesitate to take risks and chase them all the way to Kyoto.

Until now, all the evidence and files have been presented before the emperor, and there is no way out, so he has to abandon the car to save the king.

After this incident, he absolutely hated Xiao Chuyun and Xiao Qian'an to the core, and even took his anger out on Shen Huaishu, who was in charge of the matter.

Under the emperor's nose, he didn't dare to touch other princes, but that didn't mean he wouldn't take action against others.

Taking advantage of the conflict between Princess Jiahe Lin Lanyin and Shen Nanzhi, pushing Lin Lanyin and completely intensifying the conflicts between the Princess's Mansion, Xiao Chuyun, Xiao Qian'an, and the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, is the most time-saving, labor-saving and most beneficial method for him.

But there is no evidence after all, and this is just Shen Nanzhi's guess.

After expressing his views to Shen Huaishu, Shen Nanzhi returned to his own yard.

Qiuyue had asked the kitchen to prepare meals for her in advance.

After eating and drinking and preparing to wash up, Qiuyue untied the cloth bandaged on Shen Nanzhi's palm, reapplied medicine, and changed her palm with a clean handkerchief.

Seeing Qiuyue was about to throw away the scrap of cloth stained with blood and ointment, Shen Nanzhi blurted out: "Don't throw it away."

Facing Qiuyue's slightly confused eyes, Shen Nanzhi came to his senses and hurriedly explained: "Wash it clean and keep it."

As for why, she couldn't say.

Because he was extremely tired, Shen Nanzhi fell asleep immediately after washing up.

However, she did not sleep well.

It rained in the second half of the night. Amid the sound of the drizzle, Shen Nanzhi saw a memory from his childhood in his dream.

That was the second year that Xie Changyuan came to the Shen family's old house.

He did not come to the Shen family school that day.

He always went against Shen Nanzhi on weekdays, and suddenly one day he took a leave and didn't come. Shen Nanzhi felt very bored instead.

She wanted to see if this sickly boy had fallen ill again, so she planned to escape from the school by climbing over the wall to find Xie Changyuan. However, just as she was about to jump off the wall, she saw Xie Changyuan being pinned to the ground and beaten by several young masters from aristocratic families from the capital.

"This little bastard who has no mother has guts. Beat him to death! I want to see what kind of incredible thing he is holding in his arms!"

The Shen family's school is not only famous locally, but also in Beijing.

In order to educate Shen Huaishu and others, my grandfather even spent a lot of effort to invite the great scholar Xue Ansui.

Therefore, many people came here to visit, including several young masters sent by noble families in Beijing.

These people rely on their prominent backgrounds and look down on almost everyone else except the Shen family.

Although Xie Changyuan was of noble status, he was still young and in poor health, and he lost his mother early. He was always dissatisfied with them bullying the weak, and he didn't get along with them on a daily basis, so he became the target of their bullying.

However, they usually have some concerns and dare not be so blatant, but today it happened that they ran into him when they climbed over the wall.

One of them accidentally touched something in Xie Changyuan's arms, and was punched by Xie Changyuan in the back. So these people didn't care about their identities and rushed forward to pin Xie Changyuan to the ground and beat him.

Seeing that the words these people said were getting more and more outrageous and their actions were getting more ruthless, Shen Nanzhi couldn't help but jump off the wall and beat the group of aristocratic family kids who bullied Xie Changyuan and their followers into pig heads. These people ran back crying and said they wanted to file a complaint.

Shen Nanzhi then turned around and helped up Xie Changyuan, who was lying motionless on the ground.

Xie Changyuan, who had been crying in hiding because he was embarrassed because he had lost face, suddenly smiled at her and handed her the jade disk that he had been holding in his arms as if he were presenting a treasure.

Only then did Shen Nanzhi realize that it was the birthday gift Xie Changyuan prepared for her.

That was the first time that Shen Nanzhi felt that this mortal enemy was not so annoying.

It happened to rain on the way back. Shen Nanzhi put in all his strength when beating the man, but when he calmed down he realized that he had sprained his ankle.

That day, she had the jade disk hanging around her neck, and Xie Changyuan, who was covered in wounds, carried her on his back, through the layers of rain, all the way back home.

The rain was not heavy, but Shen Nanzhi remembered it for many years. Even in her dreams, she could clearly recall every detail.

But dreams always end.

When I opened my eyes again, it was bright and the rain had stopped.

Shen Nanzhi hugged the quilt and was in a daze for a long time. Finally, she turned those past events into a sigh and left them behind her mind.

It's a turbulent time recently, and she doesn't plan to go out if she can avoid it.

However, today is her grandmother Zhao's birthday, and her mother has not divorced yet. As the granddaughter, she should go to celebrate her birthday no matter what.

It was just next door. After Shen Nanzhi had eaten and drunk his fill, he went to see A Niang and then brought the birthday gift he had prepared in advance.

Jiang Shiyan had just returned to Beijing to report for duty. He had been very busy these past two days and went to the Ministry of Revenue early in the morning.

The birthday banquet that Zhao had originally prepared was also cancelled due to Jiang Yanran's accident.

I don’t know if Jiang Qingyuan was not at home because he felt guilty and didn’t dare to face Shen Nanzhi, or for some other reason.

When Shen Nanzhi went over, he happened to see Zhao coming out of Jiang Yanran's room.

As soon as she saw Shen Nanzhi, Zhao couldn't help but asked angrily: "What are you doing here?"

Hearing this, Shen Nanzhi said innocently, "I'm here to celebrate my grandmother's birthday, and this is my father's mansion, and it's also my home, so why can't I come?"

In just a few days, Zhao's complexion, which had taken great efforts to maintain, had deteriorated again.

She leaned on a cane, her face full of anger as she said, "Our Jiang family can't afford to support a precious young lady like you! Don't you think you haven't made enough trouble? If it weren't for you, how could Yanran become like this!"

The look in Zhao's eyes when she looked at Shen Nanzhi was as if she wished she could nail a few holes in Shen Nanzhi's body.

This made Shen Nanzhi couldn't help but suspect that Zhao was also aware of Jiang Yanran and Jiang Qingyuan's conspiracy to murder her.

However, it doesn't matter anymore.

Shen Nanzhi only looked at Zhao calmly and smiled, "Grandma, please be careful with your words! The Dali Temple is already investigating my sister's affairs. I believe justice will be done to my cousin soon. What does it have to do with me?"

Hearing this, Zhao laughed in anger and said, "Then why didn't you get into trouble? Instead, it was your sister! I think you are a jinx!"

Shen Nanzhi came here just for the sake of formality, not to cause trouble.

Seeing that Zhao was getting more and more arrogant, she sneered and said, "Since grandma wants to say that, I told my sister a few days ago that I plan to open a coffin shop or charity cemetery next door. I was a little worried about grandma, but now it seems..."

"you dare!"

Zhao was so angry that she was shaking all over. She raised her hand and pointed at Shen Nanzhi: "You evil creature! How dare you! You are going to piss me off to death! Then we can call everyone to come and see! I want to see what retribution you, the evil creature, will suffer!"

Shen Nanzhi smiled and said meaningfully, "If you're talking about retribution, then my sister's retribution has come, grandma, there are gods above us. Next time you say this, think about whether you have a clear conscience."

Having said that, she turned around and was about to instruct Qiuyue to find someone to clean up the next door. Although Zhao was angry, she also knew that Shen Nanzhi would keep her word. Moreover, she was now the quasi-Princess of Zhenbei, and even her son had to look at Shen Nanzhi's face. Zhao could only grit her teeth and endure it, and left in disgrace.

Only then did Shen Nanzhi step into the inner room to see Jiang Yanran.

Before she even entered the door, she could already smell the smell of blood, mixed with a foul stench that made Shen Nanzhi feel nauseous.

Jiang Yanran's face was wrapped in three layers of thick cloth inside and outside.

The tendons in her hands and feet had already been reconnected. To prevent her from moving around and affecting the treatment, the maid tied her hands and feet to the bed with ropes.

Generally speaking, this method does work.

Even if the tendons in the hands and feet are cut, as long as timely treatment and good care are provided, 70% to 80% of the body can be recovered in the future.

But for Jiang Yanran, this method is useless.

Shen Nanzhi also applied some poison on the dagger to cause the wound to fester and not heal.

The more tightly the wounds on Jiang Yanran's hands and feet were tied, the faster the flesh inside would rot.

The foul stench came from the wounds on her body.

Ordinary doctors can't find the cause at all.

"Sister, are you feeling better?"

Shen Nanzhi walked over to the bed and sat down.

The two maids who were guarding Jiang Yanran by the bed quickly stepped back when they saw her, fearing that they would displease this little ancestor.

Shen Nanzhi just smiled and said, "It's okay. I just came here to talk to my sister. You just wait on the side."

Jiang Yanran's head was swollen like a pumpkin. She hated Shen Nanzhi to the core, but she couldn't move or speak. She could only stare at Shen Nanzhi with a pair of bloodshot eyes, as if she wanted to eat her alive.

Shen Nanzhi still lowered his eyes to look at her, and smiled gently: "Sister, I heard that some information was obtained from those ruffians. It is said that the students from the Imperial College gave them money to let them treat you like this. And Zhao Kui, I heard that he has confessed. As for who is behind it, I believe there will be a result in the next two days. Sister, you must take good care of yourself."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Yanran's eyes became even bloodier. She was so angry that her head tilted and she fainted.

While the two maids were hurriedly calling for a doctor, Shen Nanzhi had already walked out of the room.

Instead of going straight home, she went next door.

In the past two days, she asked Zhuifeng to arrange for the secret guards to build a secret passage next door, directly connecting the room closest to the Jiang family to the underground warehouse.

When she had nothing to do, she would ask someone to drag Zhao Wan out of the underground warehouse and listen to the noise next door.

Zhao Wan already knew everything that happened to Jiang Yanran.

However, even though they were so close, she couldn't exert any strength in her body, and even her throat couldn't make any sound. Every day she could only hear the cursing of Zhao next door, the quarrels between Jiang Qingyuan and Jiang Shiyan, and the crying of the maidservants beside Jiang Yanran.

The Jiang family was in chaos, but she could do nothing.

When Shen Nanzhi went to see her, she was looking at the mottled wall above her head with despair on her face, her eyes dull, like a dead person.

When she heard Shen Nanzhi's voice, she suddenly turned her head and stared at Shen Nanzhi with her eyes. Her ferocious look and her face as pale as paper made her look like a devil from hell.

Shen Nanzhi stood three feet away from her, looked down at her, and said with a smile: "Aunt Wan, do you want to go out? I have a way to reunite you and your daughter, it depends on whether you can cooperate."