The Regent's Koi Princess

Jiang Che glanced at him and sneered: "You have to endure it even if you are not convinced. There is no other way. This little princess of mine has always been like this."

As soon as Jiang Che finished speaking, Lin Xi rolled her eyes at Zhao Shizong.

"Bah~"

She first spat at Zhao Shizong, then started to curse: "I told you you're fat and you're panting. To be honest, even cows don't dare to poop when they see you.

Look at your facial features, each of them has their own characteristics and none of them is willing to give in to the other.

If your ugliness could generate electricity, all the nuclear power plants in the world would go bankrupt.

You are unique in your appearance. To put it bluntly, it's really embarrassing to be walking around here with your bare butt pushing the mill.

snort!

I don't have time to deal with you right now, I'll deal with you when I get back to the capital."

call!

I let out all the depression I'd been feeling for a while at once, and my whole body felt relaxed. It was so refreshing.

They don't understand anyway, hehe! Whatever happens, it's up to them!

After scolding Zhao Shizong, Lin Xi looked up at Jiang Che and pouted: "Ah Che~ Let's stay away from him! You don't know, woo woo! I can't eat when I see his face, and I will even wake up in my dreams at night.

Let's find a place where there is no one. Let me look at you for a while so that I can wash my eyes. I feel like there are thorns in my eyes.

Fortunately you came, otherwise I would have poked my eyes out."

When it comes to making unreasonable demands, only Lin Xi dares to claim the title.

Oh yeah!

Zhao Shizong...

Damn it!

I feel like dying.

Moon Lady...

Are you really shameless?

Everyone...

Eyeballs fell out.

Everyone agreed that the Regent would definitely ignore her. After all, who would want to indulge such a weirdo with no image? However, who knew that she would be slapped in the face so hard that it hurt.

The man looked down at Lin Xi with a smile on his face. That look and that tone could drown a person.

"it is good"

After saying that, Jiang Che ignored everyone's embarrassed expressions and hugged Lin Xi in his arms like a princess, as if he was protecting a porcelain doll, and walked towards his Arabian horse.

"Take Zhao Shizong back to the capital."

After saying that, he carefully placed Lin Xi on the horse, lightly tapped his toes, took a step forward with his long legs, and clamped his feet on the horse's belly.

"Drive~"

Rushing away like the wind.

Su Yizhou and everyone else jumped on their horses and hurried to catch up. Chen Zheng threw Xiao Guizi onto the horse's back and rode on too.

Fan Wenlan...

Has he been abandoned again?

shadow……

Life is so hard!

The dignified secret guard became a donkey driver.

In an instant, the empty suburbs were torn apart by the sound of horse hooves, and clouds of dust were rolled up, like a yellow dragon rising into the sky, blocking out the sky.

The Arabian horse that Jiang Che rode had coats as blazing as flames, and every leap it made seemed to carry the embers of fire. Like its master, it exuded unquestionable majesty and power.

Lin Xi snuggled in his arms with a smug smile on her face, occasionally looking up at Jiang Che's firm chin, her eyes flashing with cunning and dependence.

In the team, Su Yizhou and others followed closely behind, keeping a tacit distance between the horses, but it was difficult to conceal the passion aroused by the rapid pace.

The sound of horse hooves stepping on dead branches and gravel made a series of crisp echoes, which intertwined with the occasional bird calls in the distance to form a passionate melody.

Chen Zheng held the reins steadily with one hand and protected Xiao Guizi who was lying on the horse's back with the other. Although the latter looked a little embarrassed, he tried hard to hold on to the horse's back, not wanting to lose his composure in the gallop.

……

Imperial Capital

Ministry of Justice Prison

In just a few days, Zhao Zhoucheng went from being a glorious censor to a despised prisoner.

In the dim prison of the Ministry of Justice, the flickering candlelight illuminated Zhao Zhoucheng's haggard face.

He curled up on the cold stone slab, his gorgeous clothes had long been replaced by prison uniforms, which looked particularly glaring.

After being imprisoned without seeing the sun for several days, his eyes lost their former light, leaving only endless emptiness and despair.

The mottled shadows on the wall swayed with the candlelight, just like his broken heart that could never be put together again.

His once smooth face was now covered with stubble, making him look particularly old. His hands were clenched into fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, but he seemed unable to feel the pain, because the pain in his heart had already surpassed everything.

Occasionally, a gust of cold wind passed through the cracks in the cell, bringing with it the chill from the outside world and a hint of freedom, making Zhao Zhoucheng shiver.

He looked up at the unreachable iron window, a glimmer of desire flashed in his eyes, but was soon replaced by a deep sense of powerlessness. Who could have thought that this was the destination he had never imagined, and the end of his life's glory and splendor.

The former assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice had been dealt with, and the new replacement, Nanpingshan, was a military general.

Before this, he had nothing to do with Zhao Zhoucheng, so he was not at all shocked by the fact that Zhao Zhoucheng was thrown into prison, and even felt like laughing.

After all, it is really a relief to see the arrogant and condescending Censor become a prisoner.

In the corner, Zhao Zhoucheng curled up on a pile of grass, his hands and feet shackled.

"Ahem~ someone come~."

The jailer couldn't sleep because of the noise he made, so he walked in cursing.

The jailer walked with heavy steps, the torch in his hand swaying in the dim cell, reflecting his impatient expression.

He walked up to Zhao Zhoucheng, and the light of the torch illuminated Zhao Zhoucheng's pale, haggard and desperate face, as well as his bloodshot, lifeless eyes.

"Why are you screaming in the middle of the night? Don't you know this is the prison of the Ministry of Justice? Do you think this is your backyard? If you make any more noise, I'll kill you."

The jailer's voice was low and rough, with a hint of threat.

Zhao Zhoucheng raised his head slightly, trying to make his voice sound less weak: "I...I want to see the Regent. I have something important to report."

His voice was hoarse, as if every word took a lot of his strength.

"Huh? Who do you think you are? Still the high and mighty Imperial Censor? Ugh!

Can someone like you see the prince whenever you want? I tell you, don't even think about it in this lifetime.

besides……"

The jailer glanced at Zhao Zhoucheng and smiled evilly: "If you are too lonely, I will go talk to Lord Nan tomorrow and let you chat with your brother-in-law.

Haha! I heard that your brother-in-law's limbs are all broken, and he can no longer walk and can only crawl like a dog. If you want to do that, I can beat you up like that."

“Ahem… I don’t believe it. I want to see the Emperor. There is no way the Emperor will ignore me.

Also, ahem… quickly call the imperial physician to check on me. If I die, you will all be buried with me.

Ahem..."

Seeing him trying to hold on, the jailer felt amused. He was thinking he was still dreaming.

Since you want to die, I'll add fuel to the fire.

"There is something you don't know yet! Your proud son Zhao Shizong has been captured alive and is probably on his way back to the capital."

"Pfft...cough cough"

Zhao Zhoucheng felt a bloody taste in his mouth the moment he heard it. His face was grim and his cloudy eyes were full of cruelty: "This is impossible."