The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

The thoughts that had been confusing Mu Nian became clear at this moment.

She has been in a daze lately. She doesn't want to be an emotionless monster, but she also hopes to cut off all emotions and love so that she can protect the people she wants to protect.

So she had been suppressing herself and not going to see her brother and master. She didn't expect that when she met her master today, her uneasiness would be exposed.

Exhaling, Mu Nian, who was lying on the ground, said seriously: "I will not betray my master, Master. Please trust me again."

Zi'an's eyes fell on the book in his hand again, and he said calmly: "Well, I believe you. From now on, you don't have to call yourself a slave."

He did not doubt Mu Nian's loyalty. If Mu Nian had the intention of betraying him, the laws of heaven and earth would strangle her without his help.

"Yes, slave, I will take my leave."

"Well, back off."

Zi'an touched the white tiger that ran to his feet and looked at the other person kneeling on the ground.

"Xiao Si, are you very curious about why I want to punish Mu Nian?"

Ming Si, who was thinking, subconsciously replied, "Yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, his face changed, and when he was about to ask for punishment, Zi'an explained in a soft voice.

"The two people she offended were both imperial powers."

If he and his wife were of ordinary status, they would be beheaded in one word.

Especially now that things are changing so fast, my sister's identity is the most sensitive. If I make a mistake, it will affect my sister's practice.

"Lord Mingyi, it's bad. The bookstore has been surrounded by yamen runners."

A panicked voice came from outside. Ming Si was shocked and looked at his master whose expression remained unchanged.

Unexpectedly, Mu Nian really got into trouble.

"Master Mingyi, the magistrate of Qingshan County, Li, wishes to see the Lord."

A calm female voice sounded outside at the same time.

"This County Magistrate Li doesn't know the identity of my wife?"

Ming Si: “I don’t know.”

If the other party doesn't know that the wife is a princess, then it means that the wife does not want others to know.

Zi'an put down the book in his hand, stood up, and told Mingyi who entered the room: "Mingyi, take the county magistrate to the guest room."

Ming Yi knelt on one knee and saluted: "Yes, my lord."

"Ming Yi and Ming Si, don't report this to your wife first."

His wife was obviously too busy, and he couldn't let his own affairs delay her progress.

Ming Si responded quickly: "Your command, my lord."

Ming Yi hesitated and said, "Master, the master will be worried."

Zi'an bent down and picked up the white tiger at his feet, and gently stroked the white tiger's fur with his white palm.

"I won't let anything happen to me."

The tone was gentle but still strong.

After hearing this, Ming Yi had no choice but to compromise, "Yes, Master."

I just hope this lord won't be a burden to the master.

After leaving the Zhulan private room, Zi'an followed the servant who came to lead the way to another private room, Mojian.

The sturdy constable guarding the door saw the group of people coming and locked his eyes on the masked man in the front. He quickly stepped forward and bowed, "The man coming is the owner of Anlongzhai."

Although the person who came was a man, his noble aura should not be underestimated.

Zi'an nodded: "Yes."

Hearing this familiar and gentle voice, a look of doubt flashed across Guo Zi's face, and his mind quickly recalled the identity of this person.

The most important thing for her as a detective is her eyesight. Those who can be remembered by her are either extremely evil people or extraordinary people.

He made a gesture of invitation: "Sir, the county magistrate wants to see you."

Zi'an nodded and said gently, "Excuse me, Detective Yang."

The voice of Constable Yang reminded her of the famous figure Wang Linglong who was framed outside the city gate. Rong Zian instantly knew who the person in front of her was.

Because ordinary people are terrified when seeing officials, but these two not only treated the officials as if they were entering a restaurant, they also knew General Yan and the daughter of the Wen family.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the fierce face.

He raised his hand, pushed the door open, stood aside, and invited Zi'an into the room.

Zian stepped into the room.

When Yang Bing saw the woman and the man following Zi'an were about to go in together, he immediately raised his hand to stop them.

Ming Yi quickly dodged Yang Bing's move and entered the room smoothly.

Ming Si looked at Yang Bing's fierce face with anger, and said in a clear and leisurely voice: "This Constable Yang, my master is a daughter of gold, extremely noble, and cannot do without subordinates to serve him."

This can be considered a warning, and I believe that even a stubborn Yang Bing could understand it.

How could the master, a daughter of gold, be alone in a room with a foreign girl?

Yang Bing paused, this was an obvious warning, and it already involved the use of force.

In the private room, the county magistrate, who was drinking tea, heard the noise at the door. He raised his triangular eyes and looked towards the source of the sound with displeasure.

When she saw Zi'an, dressed in red and with a slender figure, walking towards her, a look of surprise and vulgarity flashed across her eyes.

Sensing the disgusting and sticky gaze, Zian lowered his eyes to hide his murderous intent.

Ming Yi directly touched the ring on his fingertips.

Zi'an tapped Baihu's head twice with his fingertips, and Baihu jumped into Mingyi's arms in dissatisfaction.

White flashed by, and Ming Yi, who was about to attack instinctively, felt a weight on his shoulder.

'Ouch!'

"Little human, do you still want to kill me?"

The killing move that had already hit the white tiger's neck was instantly neutralized. Ming Yi withdrew his hand and looked at his master not far away in confusion.

Why did the master stop her?

Zi'an stopped seven steps away from the county magistrate, leaned forward slightly and saluted.

"I am Rong Zi'an, a commoner. I am honored to meet the county magistrate."

Every move she made was dignified and elegant. Even when she was bowing, her aura still outshone that of the county magistrate.

Li Xidai, who was originally unhappy that Zi'an did not kneel, stood up in surprise when he heard the name in his words, and almost dropped the teacup in his hand because of the movement.

The eldest son of the Prime Minister's family, Chang Jingyang, courtesy name Zi'an.

Without caring about his hands being scalded by the tea, Li Xidai put down the teacup and bowed in the direction of Zi'an.

"I am the magistrate of Qingshan Town. I am honored to meet Mr. Chang Xiang."

She didn't have to perform the ceremony, but this unbridled former son of the Prime Minister's Mansion was hailed as a young master.

Zi'an found a seat far away from the county magistrate and sat down, then he spoke: "Your Excellency is polite. I am no longer the prime minister's legitimate son, so I don't deserve to be called the Prime Minister's Young Master."

Ming Si, who came in later, ignored the county magistrate, went to the tea table, took out a new set of tea sets, and started to make tea.

Li Xidai stood up and frowned unhappily. After all, he was the magistrate of a town. It was fine if the son of the prime minister's mansion didn't give him face, but this lowly slave dared not to give him face.

Li Xidai was about to take the opportunity to attack, but when he thought of the purpose of this trip, he swallowed the anger that was about to come out of his mouth.

Li Xidai put on a flattering smile, sat back in his original seat, and looked at Chang Jingyang who was playing with the cat, with disdain in his triangular eyes.

"Mr. Chang, please don't joke. I'm here just for your return to Lingdu." As he said this, he took the lead in bowing to Zi'an.

"I would like to congratulate you first for receiving the oracle from the Holy Son and becoming the most blessed man in Nanling."

Zi'an had a gloomy look on his face. When he heard the last sentence, he tilted his head and looked at Li Xidai sharply.

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