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

"Mr. County Magistrate, what is the purpose of your visit?"

The voice was still soft, but Li Xidai felt a chill on his back when he heard it.

Li Xidai was puzzled, but when he met Chang Jingyang's clear eyes, he felt that he was worrying too much.

But she didn't intend to hide it, and said directly: "Your Highness Feng Jun, verbally ordered that the young master return to the capital to receive the title."

Ming Si brought the brewed tea to Zi'an, poured a cup of tea and placed it next to Zi'an.

"Master, this is the fruit tea that the master made for you."

Hearing this, Zi'an felt a little less cold. He picked up the tea and sniffed it through his face towel.

The sweetness of the fruit mixed with the fragrance of the tea, a tea fragrance he had never smelled before, very pleasant.

She used her fingertips to push aside some of the face cloth and took a sip of the tea. It tasted sweet and sour, followed by the fragrance of tea leaves.

Li Xidai, who was standing aside, was angered by Ming Si again, and he already had the urge to kill Ming Si in his heart.

The few people in the room who were particularly sensitive to murderous intent were doing their own jobs without paying any attention.

Zi'an raised his head and drank the tea in the cup. He played with the precious teacup on his fingertips and asked softly, "My lord, if I don't go back, will your Lord Feng deal with the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

From the way he called himself "I am a commoner" to the way he called himself "this young master", one can already hear Zi'an's anger. Unfortunately, some people can't see the situation clearly.

Snapped……

The sound of the slap hitting the table was particularly harsh in the quiet room.

Li Xidai, who was used to flattery, finally vented his pent-up anger.

"How dare you! Master Chang Xiang, have you forgotten where you are standing?" He raised his hand and clasped his fists towards the sky, angrily saying, "Under the whole heaven, the land belongs to the king. How can you be so disrespectful to Master Feng?"

Zi'an smiled sweetly, "Your Excellency is too kind. I respect you, my wise Lord. But when did Nanling become Feng Jun's?"

After hearing these words, Li Xidai's face changed drastically, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he slammed the table and stood up, raised his hand and pointed at Zi'an: "Chang Jingyang, you are so bold, you dare to say such treasonous words."

There was a flash of white, and then a scream echoed throughout the room.

"what--"

Zi'an frowned and the teacup in his hand flew towards the fallen person.

The screams stopped abruptly, but they also attracted the attention of the yamen runners outside the door.

bang...

The door was pushed open violently, and Yang Bing and a group of women in blue flying fish suits rushed in.

Ming Yi and Ming Si were wary of the incoming person and slowly moved to the best position to protect Zi'an.

Zi'an took another teacup without caring, poured a cup of fruit tea into it, put it under his nose and sniffed it through the face towel.

When the visitor saw Li Xidai lying on the ground, covering his hands and writhing in pain, Yang Bing shouted in shock, "Sir, are you okay?"

One of the women in flying fish clothes saw this, glanced at the most leisurely man in red in the room, and ordered in a cold voice: "Come here, arrest the traitor inside and put him in jail."

"Yes, my lord."

At the command, the others responded and rushed towards Zi'an, Ming Yi and Ming Si.

The white tiger leisurely rubbed its claws on the person on the ground, and after cleaning it, it walked leisurely towards Zi'an.

It was at this time that the people who broke in discovered that there was a little white cat in the house.

Just as a woman's hand was about to reach out to Zi'an.

"presumptuous."

A deep and cold female voice shouted outside the room.

The woman who had just spoken shuddered when she heard the voice, and turned around. When she saw Nan Yi in a black outfit, she knelt on one knee and said, "I am the Imperial Guard of Nan Yi."

When the Nanyi Imperial Guards gave their orders, the other Jinyi Guards all knelt on one knee in the direction of Nanyi and said, “Subordinates, we pay our respects to the Nanyi Imperial Guards.”

Nan Yi ignored the kneeling man, stepped into the private room, quickly walked past the crowd, and headed towards Zi'an.

He knelt on one knee when he was still five steps away from Zi'an, "Your subordinate Nan Yi pays respect to the Crown Princess, Your Highness. May Your Highness live long in heaven."

Li Xidai, who had just been helped up by Yang Bing, felt his legs go limp when he heard the name and fell to his knees. His already pale face became even paler.

Unexpectedly, the princess who was rumored to be training outside was in Qingshan. She was finished.

With this thought in mind, Li Xidai wanted to beg for mercy, but she was horrified to find that she could not make a sound. She ignored the pain of her severed finger and crawled to the ground.

She remembered Yan Yan's warning. Could it be that she was deceived by Feng Jun again?

Zi'an put down the teacup and said, "Nanyi Imperial Guard, no need to be polite. But my wife doesn't want her identity to be exposed so soon, so please ask the leader of the Imperial Guard to handle it."

The Southern One Imperial Guard is composed of twelve imperial guards who are solely responsible for protecting the Emperor.

Nan Yi bowed and said, "Yes, Your Highness."

After he finished speaking, Nan Yi stood up and looked at the deputy leader of the Jinyiwei in the front: "Jinyiwei deputy leader Eryang, you come out with me, the imperial guard."

Li Xidai saw Nan Yi was about to leave, and she wanted to leave too in fear, but the gentle voice beside her ears made her heart tighten even more.

"My Lord County Magistrate, I'm really sorry that my pet hurt you because of his mischief. Mingyi, take the Lord County Magistrate down to get his wound bandaged and make sure he recovers."

Ming Yi bowed and said, "Yes, my lord."

Yin Luo walked quickly towards Li Xidai, who was shaking her head and unable to speak, bent down, stretched out his hands to support her, and retreated with Yang Bing.

When Ming Yi retreated, several dark shadows appeared in the room. They quickly cleaned the room and then disappeared silently, as if they had never appeared.

Zi'an lowered his eyes and played with the two bracelets on his wrists. He didn't expect that his wife's secret guard would grow so fast.

"Master, this was sent here by the master."

Ming Si's gentle and clear voice brought Zi'an back to his senses. Glancing sideways, he saw a piece of exquisite jade paper carved from red jade lying in a brocade box.

Her white fingertips picked up the jade paper, opened it, looked at the handwriting on it, and sneered: "You are really plotting against me all the time."

Throwing the jade paper back into the brocade box, Zi'an leaned lazily on the back of his chair and asked helplessly, "Does my wife know what is said above?"

Ming Si moved his eyes away from the jade paper and looked at his master who was obviously in a bad mood. Thinking of the unstable breath of the dull martial arts fanatic Ming San, he replied truthfully: "I think the master should know."

Ming San can fight to a draw with the OP. I think the only one who can hurt her is her master, and he can kill her instantly with just a single pressure.

How could a sister who couldn't bear to see herself get hurt allow these scum to hurt herself?

Zi'an closed his eyes helplessly, rubbing the bracelets with his fingertips. He had to get rid of those two disgusting things before his wife came looking for him.

The breeze blew through the window lattice, brushing the veil on Zi'an's face, lifting a corner of it to reveal his fair cheek.

Ming Si's eyes turned fierce, and he pulled his hand to his waist. A silver light flashed, and a soft sword appeared in his hand.

Woohoo——

A strange and soul-stirring flute sound came from outside the window.

The corners of Zi'an's lips slowly curled up under the veil, making his eyebrows and eyes look even more delicate and attractive.

She raised her hand, hooked the chain beside her ear with the tip of one finger, took off her veil, held a flute in one hand, and put it close to her lips.

Woohoo——

Soft and quiet, sublimating...

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