Forced to die for his loyalty, he was reborn in the arms of the cold and cruel regent!

"You!" *** heard the hidden meaning in his words. If he continued like this, he would definitely spread the matter.

Although she has always been fearless, sometimes she has to worry about being impeached by those old men in the court.

She cleared her throat and said in a deep voice, "In that case, I've seen enough, let's just leave it at that!"

When Ren Yazi heard her say this, he smiled flatteringly.

"Then these slaves."

"You can handle it yourself!" *** didn't care at all.

Shen Mengyao saw a thin person hiding in the corner and shivering. His injuries were very serious and he was barely breathing. If he was sold here, he would definitely not survive!

She walked over and pleaded, "Can you sell him to me?"

The trafficker was about to agree, but *** was not happy: "I can sell it to anyone, but not to this woman who ruined my business. I have paid the money, and I don't want the person, but you have to listen to me."

The human tooth naturally didn't dare to offend him, and nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, yes."

Shen Mengyao was very angry and wanted to argue with him again.

But before he could finish his words, Qi Suian suddenly took out a silver bag from his waist.

"She's just a dying woman, why bother about it so much? Just let her go, I think she'll be in vain."

Shen Mengyao knew that he was helping her. If she really had a conflict with her husband and he wanted to make a fuss about it, she might not be able to save her even with her status as a princess.

*** felt that there was something strange between the two of them.

"Have you known her for a long time?"

Qi Sui'an said calmly: "This seems to have nothing to do with this matter."

***'s eyes swept between them, but he didn't see anything wrong, so he clapped his hands and said, "Since you bought the slave, you can do whatever you want with him. It doesn't count as disobeying my orders."

Shen Mengyao never expected that the ignorant woman would listen to Qi Suian like this.

While she was slightly stunned, Qi Sui'an glanced at her and said coldly, "Why don't you get out of here?"

Shen Mengyao realized that there was no benefit for her to stay here, and what he said was also a disguised way of helping her, so she asked Cuiwei to take the little slave away quickly.

She immediately brought people back to the mansion and gave instructions to Cuiwei as soon as she entered the door.

"Go and get a good doctor."

Although Cuiwei didn't understand why her princess suddenly cared so much about a slave of unknown origin, she naturally did not dare to disobey Shen Mengyao's order, and immediately turned around and went out to ask for a doctor.

Shen Mengyao hurried into the room and placed the thin slave on the couch.

She looked at his pale, bloodless face and the scars all over his body, and couldn't help but feel an indescribable compassion in her heart.

"What's your name?" Shen Mengyao asked softly, trying to make her voice sound gentler.

The slave seemed to have not talked to anyone for a long time. Hearing Shen Mengyao's question, he slowly opened his eyes. A barely perceptible ruthlessness flashed in the young man's clear eyes, and he said nothing.

Shen Mengyao thought he was scared silly, so she tried to make her voice sound gentler: "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." She reached out and wanted to touch his head to comfort him.

However, his head seemed to be a taboo that could not be touched. Even though he was seriously injured, he suddenly shrank back and avoided Shen Mengyao's hand.

Shen Mengyao sighed and stopped forcing herself. She just sat quietly aside, waiting for the doctor to arrive.

Not long after, Cuiwei came back with the doctor. The doctor was an elderly man. After carefully checking the pulse, he shook his head and sighed, "This young man's injury is too serious. I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?" Shen Mengyao asked nervously.

"I'm afraid it's a bad situation." The doctor sighed helplessly, then wrote out a few prescriptions and asked Cuiwei to get the medicine.

Shen Mengyao was doing a good deed for the first time, so she naturally didn't want to give up halfway. She looked at the doctor eagerly: "No matter what method you use, you must save him."

The doctor stroked his goatee and lowered his eyes, saying, "I'll try my best."

The medicine was ready, but he was almost half unconscious. Cuiwei tilted his head back and managed to force him to swallow three-quarters of it.

She put down the medicine bowl, looked at his half-dead appearance, sighed and said: "Princess, he is so seriously injured, don't waste your time."

“Just do your best!”

Shen Mengyao looked at his face. He looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, not much younger than herself. He was very handsome and thin, with distinct bone lines on his face. He looked handsome at first sight.

She covered him with the quilt and was about to leave when she saw a small scar behind his ear. Upon closer inspection, it didn't look like the black face of a slave.

Never mind. Now is not the time to explore this.

Shen Mengyao knew that her first priority was to ensure the safety of the young man. She walked to the door and told Cuiwei: "Take good care of him in the next few days. If there are any changes, report to me immediately."

Cuiwei nodded in agreement.

Before the boy woke up, the butler of the *** mansion brought the invitation.

She opened the dark red invitation, her face full of confusion: "I have no friendship with ***, why did you suddenly think of inviting me to the Hundred Flowers Banquet?"

"The flowers are in full bloom, and you are a flower lover, so I want to have fun with all the noble ladies in the capital, so I send out this invitation!" said the butler neither humbly nor arrogantly.

That seemed to have nothing to do with the slave robbery that day.

She relaxed a little, smiled faintly and said, "Thank you for delivering it in person, but now I am a widow living in the mansion, I am afraid it is not convenient."

How could a slave raised by a *** be a good person? He narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "It seems that the princess doesn't want to give *** face!"

Before Shen Mengyao could explain, he raised his voice and said sarcastically, "That's right. The princess grew up in the presence of the empress dowager. Not everyone has such a great blessing. So she is so arrogant that she doesn't even take me seriously?"

Shen Mengyao's face changed. How could she accept such a big hat on her head?

She immediately stood up and said to the housekeeper seriously, "You are too kind, housekeeper. I didn't mean that. I'm just a little unwell recently, and I'm afraid I'll spoil everyone's fun at the Hundred Flowers Banquet. But since the lady is so kind, I naturally can't turn her down. Please report to the housekeeper that I will be there on time."

The housekeeper saw Shen Mengyao's attitude change, and a smug smile appeared on his face. He cupped his hands and said, "In that case, I will go back and report. Princess, take care of yourself. At the Hundred Flowers Banquet, please enjoy the sight of the flowers in full bloom!"

Shen Mengyao sent the housekeeper away with a frown on her face.

She knew that this Hundred Flowers Banquet was of great importance and she could not afford to make any mistakes.