On the day of rebirth, I took my baby to find Jiuqiansui to recognize his relatives

The crescent moon is like a hook, and the shadows of the trees are swaying.

Jiang Yanwan tossed and turned in the bed in the dark.

What should she do if Wu Junyao is unwilling to help her?

The sky gradually brightened, and the sunlight slipped into the house from the steps, looking a little pale.

The abbot walked over the steps and entered the door, smiling faintly, "Today there are many nobles in the Taoist temple, so let Ah Yan go and distribute the lucky bags to accumulate some blessings. You don't have to go."

Jiang Yanwan nodded her head and agreed, but in fact she secretly followed A Yan, paying attention to the surrounding situation all the way.

As I approached the house, a strong scent of osmanthus flowers hit me in the face.

Jiang Yanwan's eyebrows were twitching, and she instinctively felt that there was danger.

Seeing Ah Yan about to jump into the house, her heart began to tighten.

He ignored the abbot's orders and quickly stepped forward to grab him.

"Why, you don't want to give me a lucky bag?"

Jiang Shihua sat elegantly, covering her nose in disgust.

If it weren't for Prince Jin, why would she condescend to come to this shabby Taoist temple?

However, seeing the bitch's miserable appearance, she felt a sense of pride in her heart.

"My sister is extremely blessed, and this little lucky bag is just the icing on the cake."

"Slap your face!" Jiang Shihua sneered, "Are you worthy enough to have anything to do with me?"

Upon seeing this, Xiaotuanzi rushed to Jiang Shi’s screen, raised his head and held up the lucky bag.

"Beautiful sister, I'll give you this lucky bag. Please don't be angry with my mother..."

Jiang Shihua looked down at the child and slid her scarlet nails across his head.

"This child is quite clever." She looked at the abbot meaningfully, "Prince Fu will probably like it."

Hearing the sound, Jiang Yanwan looked up tremblingly.

Everyone in the capital knew that Prince Fu liked boys to nourish his body. During this period of time in his previous life, his precious medicine boy died, and he was always depressed.

This time he has his eyes on A Yan?

Jiang Shihua caught the fear in her eyes and felt very proud.

She sent her most beloved child to be a medicine man and she would never see him again in her life.

Thinking of this, she felt happy.

The abbot understood and rebuked:

"My words are useless? Go back!"

Jiang Yanwan took a step forward and saluted.

"Ayan is naughty, I am afraid I will disturb you..."

Before he could finish his words, the maid next to him took the master's gaze and slapped Jiang Yanwan hard several times.

There was a roar in my ears, my head was dizzy, my cheeks were numb with pain, and blood was oozing from the corners of my mouth.

When Ayan saw his mother being beaten, he angrily bit the hand of the woman in front of him.

Jiang Shihua suddenly felt a sharp pain in her right hand. She wanted to shake it off, but the child held on tightly like a dog.

"What are you standing there for?" Jiang Shihua poked the child's face hard with her fingertips.

Seeing the strong man rushing forward to beat Ah Yan, Jiang Yanwan ignored the pain and shouted, "Ah Yan, come here!"

Little Tuanzi opened his mouth and ran towards Jiang Yanwan.

However, his legs were short and he was caught by the strong man after running a few steps.

"How dare you disrespect me! Someone, cut him off!"

She knew that Prince Fu liked little effeminate boys the most, who could be used as medicine and also for sexual play.

Jiang Shihua covered her right hand, which had faint bloody teeth marks on it, and a hint of viciousness flashed in her eyes.

"Two years ago, you relied on Governor Wu to show off in front of me—" Jiang Shihua pointed at A Yan, her eyes seemed to be filled with poison.

"Since you like eunuchs so much, I will do as you wish and castrate him!"

Jiang Yanwan pushed the maid aside and tried to move forward, with only one thought in her mind:

She must not be allowed to hurt Ah Yan...

She had just taken a few steps when a servant kicked her from the side and she fell to the ground. The pain made her almost faint.

She crawled on the ground, trying to move forward.

Ah Yan started wailing for a few seconds before a rag was stuffed into his mouth, and he could only whimper and whine.

His limbs swung violently, but they were as powerless as a drowning man grasping at a straw.