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

A burly man held down Ayan's legs with his big hands, and another maid tied Ayan's hands upwards, not caring at all that his white and tender arms were bleeding from being tied up.

An old servant with a crooked mouth pulled out a knife and carefully sharpened it against the corner of the table.

The knife flashed in the darkness, like a ferocious beast with its bloody mouth wide open.

"Ayan!" Jiang Yanwan was so angry that she spat out blood.

She was stepped on the ground and her hands were clamped behind her back, making her unable to move.

Jiang Yanwan wished she could gouge that vicious woman out!

The old servant raised the knife expressionlessly, ready to chop hard at Ayan's lower abdomen.

For a moment, the world seemed to stop.

A dark cloud of despair swept over me.

Suddenly, someone jumped into the room and kicked the knife away with his foot.

There were a few swish sounds of swords and knives, and the evil servants fell to the ground.

Wu Junyao stood in front of her with a sword in his hand, blood dripping from his body.

"Ah!" Overwhelming screams kept coming at her.

Jiang Yanwan's heart tightened and she looked back in the direction of the sound, but her eyes were covered by a pair of large hands.

Through the gaps between my fingers, I saw several servants with broken arms lying in a pool of blood, curled up and wailing.

She pushed down the big hand that was covering her eyes and turned to see the man.

The sword in Wu Junyao's palm was shining coldly, and it looked even colder against the blood-colored background.

He withdrew his hand with a cold face and walked straight towards Jiang Shihua.

She was so frightened that her legs went limp and she fell down, crying: "You...what are you going to do! I am the daughter of the prime minister!"

The black iron sword slashed her face several times, making her look as ferocious as a worm.

Blood gushed out of the wound, flesh and blood rolled around, and she screamed continuously.

The instigator just curled his lips blankly and gently wiped the blood off the sword blade with a silk cloth.

"Zhang Gong, it's too noisy."

Zhang Gong understood what he meant, stepped forward and knocked Jiang Shihua unconscious.

The heart-wrenching screams finally stopped, but Jiang Yanwan's legs were numb and her heart was beating unspeakably fast...

At this time, the abbot's trembling voice came from under the table:

"Master Wu, the Taoist temple is a quiet place, we cannot start a war..."

The man's eyes, like sharp blades, swept across fiercely, and he disdained to answer, as if the person speaking was not a human but an ant.

"You still know that this is a quiet place? You do such a heinous thing in front of the Lord of Heaven. Aren't you afraid of being punished by God? Selling children privately is a capital crime!" Zhang Gong shouted loudly.

The abbot became disheartened upon hearing this. Although the Imperial City Division was brutal, they would not arrest people without evidence.

It seems that person has given up on them...

The abbot suddenly stood up and slammed against the white wall with determination.

With a "bang", dark red blood bloomed on the wall.

A huge smell of blood came, and Jiang Yanwan bit her mouth tightly and swallowed the urge to vomit.

She felt dizzy and passed out.

......

As the sky grew darker, Jiang Yanwan woke up while being shaken.

In the dim light, she lifted the quilt and saw Ah Yan sitting on the edge of the bed with red eyes.

He stood up, held Ayan in his arms, and gently stroked his head.

She raised her eyes and saw Wu Junyao closing his eyes to rest: "The insect needs to be taken care of for a while, and I will help you cure it when it is well."

Wu Junyao nodded slightly.

When I opened the carriage curtain, I saw rows of towering ancient trees casting shadows, which were quite dazzling.

Jiang Yanwan was puzzled: "Where are we going?"

"Wu Mansion. I'll go to the palace later. If you need anything, please find Zhang Gong."

Hearing this, Jiang Yanwan nodded gently. She lowered the curtain, and the carriage was instantly covered in shadow.

Unexpectedly, after the Taoist temple was cleared, Wu Junyao would take her back home.

That place is more dangerous than the Taoist temple...