After traveling through time, I became the aunt of the loyal dog emperor

Wan Ning slipped out of the inn and planned to pick up Liu Qingquan who was on guard, and the task would be completed successfully.

The security of the inn was so lax that retrieving the portrait was as easy as taking something out of a bag, as if it was assisted by God. But as soon as he reached the street corner, he saw a large group of people surrounding the shop, and there was no sign of Liu Qingquan. Although he was young, his upbringing made him always sensible in doing things, so when Wan Ning didn't see him here, she had a bad feeling.

So she ran quickly, squeezed from the outermost row to the first row, and saw an old man in silk and satin pulling Liu Qingquan's arm, trying desperately to pull him away, while Liu Qingquan was holding the pillar tightly and refused to let go. Wan Ning hated two types of people the most in her life, one was disrespectful to the elderly, and the other was people who took advantage of their seniority and disrespected the elderly. She got angry immediately.

She immediately stepped forward and grabbed the old man's right hand that was waving to hit someone, and pulled it back with all her might. The old man was about to punch Qingquan, but he was caught off guard and stumbled back a few steps, letting go of his left hand. Wan Ning saw the opportunity and immediately stood between the two of them, protecting Liu Qingquan behind her, with her hands on her hips to look more fierce, and questioned the old man: "Why do you bully people?"

Liu Qingquan's staying here for too long would attract attention and would cause unnecessary trouble for Wan Ning, so he stepped forward and grabbed the corner of her clothes in an attempt to persuade her to calm down.

"Nothing, let's go first, don't delay your business any longer."

Wan Ning glanced at the people watching the fun and realized that they had to leave quickly, so she didn't want to fight and instead grabbed Liu Qingquan's wrist and was about to take him away.

Who would have thought that the old man would suddenly become uncontrollable like a superhero, not caring about his status and face. He pointed at Liu Qingquan's back and cursed: "If I had known you were such a heartless person, I should not have given you a bite of food. You might as well die on your own."

Wan Ning wanted to turn back but was stopped by Liu Qingquan. He tilted his face and smiled bitterly, begging in his voice, and said, "Let's go, don't look back."

Seeing that no one responded, the super-strong old man cursed more and more loudly as if he had taken stimulants. Cursing was not enough for him. Seeing that no one responded, he lost face, and his opponent was about to leave the battlefield. Suddenly, he stepped forward and grabbed Liu Qingquan's clean white academy clothes, and violently pulled Liu Qingquan to the ground. Liu Qingquan rolled on the ground, and his white clothes became dirty.

Not satisfied with this, he raised his finger and cursed: "You short-lived ghost, your life only affects the fortunes of those around you. If I had strangled you to death at that time, I wouldn't have ended up like this. I was wondering why you didn't go back, it turns out you climbed up a new branch."

The old man looked at Wan Ning with his eyes slanted, his eyeballs almost popping out, which was very scary and in stark contrast to the luxurious clothes on his body. A madman, a complete madman.

Liu Qingquan, who had been holding back his anger, finally spoke up to stop him, saying, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Am I talking nonsense? Anyone with eyes can see that you have a special relationship. You have become more capable after going out, right? You have learned the habit of homosexuality, which is a great shame." He set his eyes on Liu Qingquan's clothes again, and obviously recognized that they were the clothes of one of the best academies in Nanye. He attacked again: "Some people are so arrogant that they can't see their own origins clearly. They forget their ancestors and still dream of studying and becoming an official. I remind you with good intentions, don't forget how humble your origins are!"

Wan Ning stole a glance at Liu Qingquan, who was sitting on the ground with his fists clenched, head bowed, and about to cry. Wan Ning was also surprised that Liu Qingquan, who was always likable, would have such a grudge. The old man's scolding was too ugly. She decided to vent his anger for him, turned around and walked to the side of the crowd. The people around them quickly made way for her, and then immediately closed it after she left.

At this moment, Liu Qingquan listened to the noisy sound and almost lowered his head to the ground, as if he was abandoned by the whole world and dared not speak or open his eyes. But soon he heard Wan Ning's voice again. The moment he looked up, he saw Wan Ning slowly grasping a handful of white particles with one hand, and pinching the old man's jaw with the other hand so that he could not close it, and then turned around and stuffed all the white particles in his hand into his mouth. Then he completely closed his mouth, and in order to prevent him from spitting it out, he also helped him close his mouth intimately, and only pushed him away when he saw his painful expression.

The old man was speechless for a moment. Wan Ning looked at his embarrassing look, patted the grains stuck on her hands, and said, "You can't control your mouth and keep gossiping. Your tongue needs to be pickled. You'll get away with it today. Next time, if your mouth isn't clean, you'll have to wash it thoroughly!"

After saying that, Wan Ning turned around to pull Liu Qingquan up, only to see his eyes wide open, and heard the old man behind him looking for water. At this time, a girl's voice suddenly came from outside the crowd, shouting loudly: "Water, who's coming, make way, make way."

The crowd of people gathered around to eat melons made way for them, and Wan Ning and Liu Qingquan looked over there. Tang Xiaoyou got a big wooden basin from somewhere—the kind that was big enough for washing one’s face—and ran to the old man with both hands, pouring all the water in the basin over his head. The basin was full of water, and the “irritable” old man immediately wilted, like a drowned chicken, and all the erect hair fell down, looking much more docile.

Tang Xiaoyou held the basin, gave him a guilt-ridden smile, and said against his will: "I'm sorry, I didn't see it clearly. Please be magnanimous and forgive me this time." After that, he walked to Liu Qingquan, put the basin under his armpit with his arm, and supported Liu Qingquan with his other hand as they left.

Liu Qingquan was touched, and quietly pushed her away, saying, "I'm not injured, I can walk by myself."

Tang Xiaoyou "shamelessly" insisted on holding his arm and supporting him, saying, "No, you are my family's benefactor, so I have to support you."

At the same time, there were more than just these people watching the fun. The "curly-haired thief" above the inn drank directly from the jug, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered, "Interesting." Then he drank the wine in the jug, closed the window, and fell asleep drunkenly on the bed.

On the other side, Wan Ning, Liu Qingquan and Tang Xiaoyou did not go home immediately, but found a small river to wash the stains on their clothes. Liu Qingquan was worried that his grandmother would be worried if he saw them, so he thought about going back after he had packed up. Tang Xiaoyou squatted beside Liu Qingquan, holding his chin with both hands and watching him wash clothes, while Wan Ning leaned against a big tree by the river, basking in the sun with a sweet grass root in her mouth.

In the relaxed and happy atmosphere, Tang Xiaoyou asked tentatively: "By the way, who was that old man just now? How did you two become enemies?"

Liu Qingquan smiled bitterly, and before he stopped scrubbing his hands, he pretended to be calm and replied, "It's my father."

"You...you...your father? Then I treated him like that just now, it's over, it's over!" Tang Xiaoyou suddenly ran along the river, pacing back and forth, feeling extremely annoyed.

Liu Qingquan comforted him, "It's okay. I've never met his father, and he never considered me his son. This feud started when I was born."

Tang Xiaoyou continued to run wild, and Liu Qingquan took the opportunity to put down the clothes in his hands and walked to Wan Ning alone, asking guiltily: "Princess, are you okay?"

Wan Ning spread her hands and said lazily, "Of course I'm fine. Everything went smoothly. By the way, why does your father... Master Liu look like this?"

Liu Qingquan scratched his head and explained, "He wasn't like this before. After my third sister went to the Du Mansion, the main business of our family was also taken over by the Du Mansion. My eldest and second sisters have always had a bad relationship with him. I guess he became more and more depressed and did such a thing. I apologized to the princess on his behalf."

Wan Ning waved her hands and said, "Everyone should take responsibility for their own actions. We don't do things like the son paying for the father's debt. But today things went very smoothly. Not only did I get everything I wanted, but I also met a fool. Hahaha, listen to me, the loss of the stolen scroll by the post officer can be blamed on that person."

As she spoke, she proudly touched the scroll in her arms, and suddenly her face changed drastically and she stood up immediately. No matter how hard she looked, there was only one. Wan Ning hurriedly took it out and opened it to see that only Ziheng's scroll was left. She recalled that it was the curly-haired man who had swapped them before leaving.

She was so angry that she clenched her hands and yelled, "Ahhhh, you curly-haired thief, I'm not done with you! Don't let me meet you again!"