The prince supports her, and the reborn princess kills people

Qingmei understood, and she and Zhiqing looked at each other, then they walked forward tacitly, dragged Qin Fenglan away, and threw her away.

Qin Fenglan: “…”

"Let me go. I have something to say to Yan'er."

"How dare you address the princess by her name!"

Zhiqing yelled, and with a swift move, she removed Qin Fenglan's jaw.

When Qin Fenglan opened her mouth again, she could not utter a single word except for saliva.

The world has become a lot quieter.

Feng Huirou saw it all but said nothing.

As the saying goes, it is better to let my friend die than to let me die. Besides, the more Qin Fenglan suffers, the more benefit she gains.

At the same time, the conversation between Gu Beihuai and Pei Zheng had ended.

Gu Beihuai walked slowly from the pavilion towards the carriage against the light.

The golden sunlight sprinkled on his silver robe, making his whole body radiate a dazzling light. He was handsome and tall, cold and noble, like a banished immortal slowly returning home.

There was a flash of amazement in Shen Qingyan's eyes, and she quietly admired this man who was walking towards her and belonged to her.

Handsome, charming, and untainted by dust.

Gu Beihuai came in front of Shen Qingyan and raised his hand to pinch her soft face.

"Why, are you fascinated by this king?"

Shen Qingyan admitted it openly and laughed.

"Yes, the prince is so handsome, of course I have to look at him more."

Looking at the two people talking sweetly to each other, Feng Huirou felt a little sad.

She also wanted Shen Zhidie to marry a man like Gu Beihuai, who was devoted to her. He didn't need too much fame and power, as long as he could treat her well sincerely.

But Shen Zhidie wanted to marry into a powerful family, and even lowered herself to seduce Gu Beihuai...

now……

When Feng Huirou thought of Shen Zhidie's current situation, she couldn't hold back her tears.

But she couldn't cry yet.

"Your Majesty, what's the situation? Die'er..."

Gu Beihuai said expressionlessly: "The Dali Temple will naturally handle Shen Zhidie's matter."

Feng Huirou was slightly stunned, not quite understanding what he meant.

Shen Qingyan explained helplessly, "The prince means that Shen Zhidie's matter will not be taken over by the Ministry of Justice."

Feng Huirou understood and immediately thanked him profusely.

If you enter the Dali Temple, you will have to peel off a layer of skin before you can get out. If you enter the Ministry of Justice, not even a bone or blood will be left.

In other words, Shen Zhidie's life was saved.

Soon, Pei Zheng took his men away, and Huayan Street returned to peace.

The carriage moved on.

The breeze blew gently, blowing the carriage curtains left and right, and also blew in the fragrance of osmanthus.

It is said that the sweet fragrance of osmanthus can be smelled from ten miles away. This is indeed true. The fragrance of osmanthus permeates the air, silky, fresh and pleasant.

Shen Qingyan suddenly had an idea.

"My Lord, do you want to eat some sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

Gu Beihuai looked at her greedy appearance and said with a smile: "If Yan'er wants to eat it, I will have someone pick some fresh osmanthus flowers to make it."

"No, no, no." Shen Qingyan shook her head and said seriously, "How can I feel a sense of accomplishment when someone else makes it as well as when I make it myself? I want to make it for the prince myself. Oh, and I can also make some osmanthus wine."

"There are lilies and chrysanthemums in front, and we can make flower cakes..."

Shen Qingyan kept talking while Gu Beihuai sighed silently.

Well, his little princess is going to make trouble again.

"Okay, whatever you say." Gu Beihuai pressed the person into his arms, his forehead against Shen Qingyan's, smiling tenderly.

"Then Yan'er, remember, it doesn't matter if the kitchen burns down, you must protect yourself."

Shen Qingyan: “…”

"Humph, Your Majesty, why are you bringing up such a topic?"

Then the two got off the carriage and walked among the flower fields.

Being surrounded by the fragrance of flowers and holding hands with the one you love, this is the most romantic thing in the world.

Gu Beihuai spent the entire morning with Shen Qingyan.

When Shen Qingyan talked about the token that Feng Huirou mentioned, her curiosity and hope were evident in her words.

"Your Majesty, do my mother really have such a token? I want to take the token back, but I don't know whether what Feng Huirou said is true or not."

A complicated look emerged between Gu Beihuai's brows, and his voice was as cold as ink.

"That is the Demon Soldier Token. It was your mother's most powerful possession. After your mother passed away, it has been missing. I thought it was lost among the people, but I never thought it was in Shen Pinghe's hands."

Shen Qingyan suddenly became nervous, "Is this token powerful?"

"Yes." Gu Beihuai nodded, "It can summon 100,000 demon soldiers. The demon soldiers are elusive and their martial arts are superior. They are more powerful than Gu Wenyu's ghost soldiers."

Shen Qingyan gasped, one hundred thousand demon soldiers!

If her mother wanted, she could completely overthrow the entire Tianfeng Kingdom!

Gu Beihuai added: "But there is one thing, this magic soldier token can only obey the blood relatives of your mother, and they must be women."

Shen Qingyan was slightly stunned. That meant that she was her mother's only heir, but she was too incompetent, so her mother did not give her the token, allowing Shen Pinghe to take advantage of the opportunity and take the token away.

No, she had to get the token back.

This idea was supported by Gu Beihuai.

"I asked Shuofeng to sneak into the Prime Minister's Mansion and get it back."

"No." Shen Qingyan said firmly, "I want to take it back myself."

She didn't want her mother's things to pass through other people's hands.

Gu Beihuai pondered for a moment and agreed, but the secret guard had to be with her.

-

It was almost noon, so Gu Beihuai took Shen Qingyan to the remote teahouse where Gu Wenyu was.

Shen Qingyan was a little curious, "Prince, what are we doing here? Is there something important to discuss with His Royal Highness Prince Yu?"

Gu Beihuai shook his head and explained softly, "Come and have dinner."

Shen Qingyan immediately understood. Did the prince want to severely punish Gu Wenyu?

When they arrived at the teahouse, the waiter immediately greeted them respectfully, and soon someone reported to Gu Wenyu.

At that time, Gu Wenyu was discussing the next "clinging to the thighs" plan with Qiu Ying. They wanted to rely on the male and female protagonists Gu Beihuai and Shen Qingyan to make a lot of money in ancient times to make up for the regrets of frequent bankruptcies in the previous life.

Upon hearing that Gu Beihuai and Shen Qingyan had come on their own initiative, Gu Wenyu and Qiu Ying looked at each other, immediately put away the messy plans on the table, and stood up to greet them.

When it comes to getting rich quickly, the couple is still very harmonious.

"My nephew is here?" Gu Wenyu greeted him warmly.

"Come on, come in and sit down." Qiu Ying was equally enthusiastic and said casually, "Come if you want to, what else do you want to bring..."

Oh, I came empty-handed.

Qiu Ying took back her words in embarrassment.

Gu Wenyu waved his hand and said, "Take out the Biluochun that I treasure, and serve the tea!"

"Yes."

Gu Beihuai curled his lips and smiled faintly, "There is no need for tea. I would like to drink and chat with my uncle and discuss our ambitions."

When Gu Wenyu heard this, his eyes lit up.

What this means is that there is hope for cooperation!

Gu Wenyu quickly arranged for a banquet.

Qiu Ying enthusiastically and generously pulled Shen Qingyan aside to talk, and even invited her to eat something called pizza that she had made herself.

Gu Beihuai remained calm the entire time, and no matter how Gu Wenyu tried to ask him in a roundabout way, he remained calm.