You cause trouble and I collect your body, the little emperor’s aunt abuses the scumbag again

It's good that you're alright.

However, her heart was even more confused.

Ji Yongyan's actions tonight are undoubtedly a declaration to the entire capital that Huayan Pavilion is under his protection.

This favor was too great; she simply couldn't repay it.

Moreover, given Shangguan Yun'er's vengeful nature, she certainly won't let this go after suffering such a great loss. Her subsequent revenge will only be more ferocious.

And Ji Yongyan...

His attitude towards Sui Sui was too abnormal.

That almost obsessive attention and protection filled her with deep fear.

If he knew about Sui Sui's background...

Meng Siya shuddered and dared not think any further.

She looked down at the child in her arms. Sui Sui was sleeping soundly, a sweet smile on her lips, as if she was dreaming of something happy.

"Sui Sui..." Meng Siya gently stroked the child's cheek, her eyes filled with complex emotions, "What should I do with you?"

Perhaps leaving is the best option.

But now the whole city is watching Huayan Pavilion and her, so where can she escape to?

Just then, there was another knock on the door.

It wasn't a rapid knocking, but rather three rhythmic, soft knocks.

Meng Siya's heart jumped.

Who is it so late?

"Boss Meng, are you asleep?"

Ji Yongyan's deep, mellow voice came from outside the door.

He actually came!

After dealing with those hooligans, instead of returning to the palace, he actually came to this little courtyard again!

Meng Siya hurriedly straightened her clothes, put Sui Sui on the bed and covered her with a blanket, took a deep breath, and tried to make her voice sound calm.

“It is late at night, and I have already retired for the night. Your Highness, please return.”

There was a moment of silence outside the door.

Then, Ji Yongyan's voice rang out again, carrying a hint of domineering authority that left no room for argument, and a hint of... heart-wrenching weariness.

"I have nowhere to go."

"Open the door."

Meng Siya was in a state of confusion, not yet figuring out how to get rid of this big Buddha, when suddenly a few crisp sounds came from the other side of the courtyard wall.

It looks like a broken tile.

"Who?"

The mute cousin, who was chopping wood in the yard, reacted the fastest. He threw down his axe and strode to the doorway of the main room to block it.

Before Meng Siya could react, several dark figures climbed down from the wall.

These people moved with great agility; before their feet even touched the ground, they had already drawn their weapons and rushed towards the brightly lit main room.

"Keep an eye on Sui Sui!"

Meng Siya's mind went blank for a moment, and she turned around and ran into the inner room.

The mute cousin let out two growls, grabbed an axe from the ground, and charged forward. He couldn't speak, but his brute strength was real, and he blocked the doorway.

The leader of the men in black didn't take the farmer seriously at all and swung his knife.

The courtyard immediately descended into chaos.

These men in black were clearly trained fighters, and they used underhanded tactics. Although my mute cousin was strong, he couldn't withstand their numbers, and he was injured in no time.

"Ignore the idiot, grab the little one!"

A man in black shouted, ducked down, crawled under his mute cousin's arm, and kicked open the main room door.

Just as Meng Siya picked up Sui Sui, the man was already in front of her, reaching out to snatch the child.

"roll!"

Meng Siya's eyes turned red with anger. Holding the child, she suddenly turned to the side and kicked the man in the stomach.

This was like a tickle to the assassin, but he probably didn't expect the woman to fight back, and his movements paused slightly.

In the short time it took, the courtyard gate was blasted open from the outside.

The wooden planks shattered, and Ji Yongyan entered the main room before anyone could even see how he got in.

Several guards from the Eastern Palace followed behind him, each exuding a menacing aura.

When Ji Yongyan saw the scene inside the room, his eyes instantly became bloodshot.

He didn't draw his sword, but simply took a step forward and grabbed the assassin by the neck before the assassin could touch Meng Siya.

"Click".

The man didn't even utter a sound; his neck tilted to the side, and he went limp.

The remaining men in black were stunned by what they saw.

"Too...Prince?!"

Who would have thought that the Crown Prince of the Great Xia Dynasty would appear in such a dilapidated house?

"kill."

Ji Yongyan uttered a single word, chillingly cold.

The longsword at his waist was then drawn. Without any fancy moves, with just a simple swing, the two men at the front fell to the ground, their bodies broken in two.

Blood splattered all over him, but he couldn't be bothered to wipe it off.

The guards rushed forward, and the only sound in the courtyard was the muffled thud of swords piercing flesh.

Meng Siya held the wailing Sui Sui in her arms, huddled in a corner, trembling.

She looked at the man standing in front of her. His broad shoulders and narrow waist were like an unyielding wall, keeping all the bloodshed and danger at bay.

"Leave one alive." Ji Yongyan pressed the tip of his sword against the ground. "I want to interrogate him."

The guards knew their place, and soon, except for one who was deliberately left behind, all the others lay down.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, the survivor's eyes darted around, and he became fierce, lunging at Meng Siya without a second thought.

"careful!"

Ji Yongyan's sword was fast, but this man was determined to die.

Meng Siya instinctively turned around, tightly protecting Sui Sui in her arms, exposing her back to the dagger.

A dull thud as a sharp blade sliced ​​through flesh.

Meng Siya felt a chill on her arm, followed by excruciating pain.

To protect her child, she suffered a long gash on her arm, and blood gushed out, instantly soaking her sleeve.

"what--!"

The assassin screamed as Ji Yongyan severed his wrist with a single sword stroke.

But Ji Yongyan didn't even look at the assassin; his eyes were fixed on Meng Siya's bleeding arm.

The red blood was too glaring.

That rainy night, there was a person covered in blood in the delivery room, and a nameless memorial tablet.

"Yaya..."

He let out a low growl, and the last thread in his mind snapped.

"Who gave you permission to touch her?!"

He kicked the assassin, whose hand had been severed, to the ground, and then began to slash wildly with his sword.

The assassin didn't even have time to beg for mercy before he was hacked to pieces in terror.

The yard reeked of fish.

The guards lowered their heads and dared not breathe. They had never seen His Highness so out of control in all the time they had served him.

Ji Yongyan only stopped when there was no more movement in the courtyard.

He turned around and walked towards Meng Siya, who was frozen in place.

"Give me the child."

His voice was so hoarse it was unbearable.

Meng Siya hugged Sui Sui even tighter.

"Give me."

Ji Yongyan's tone became more serious, and he carefully reached out and took the still-crying child from him.

He handed it to the guard behind him and said, "Take it back to the East Palace and have the wet nurse take good care of it."

"no!"

Meng Siya panicked and reached out to grab him, shouting, "You can't take him away!"

Ji Yongyan grabbed her injured arm.

"Don't move."

The sound wasn't loud, but it instilled fear in everyone.

Ignoring the corpse on the ground, he dragged her into the house and forced her into a chair.

With a hissing sound.

He simply tore off a strip from the hem of his robe, which was embroidered with python patterns, his movements rough, but he wrapped the gauze very gently.

The cloth touched the wound, and Meng Siya gasped in pain, her body trembling.

Ji Yongyan paused, then moved even more gently.

His gaze moved down along the wound.

A red mole caught his eye on the inside of her arm, near her elbow.

The location, size, and shape of the mole were exactly as he had remembered for many years.

Ji Yongyan stopped breathing.

All the noise outside and the watchman's gong suddenly stopped.

All he could see was the bleeding arm and the red mole that had caused him pain for years.