I became a stepmother and got rich with my cute baby.

Cheng Qian pursed his lips and said nothing, his eyes dark.

Doctor Zeng said, "I know what you want to do. I am old now, and there is not much I can do. But Qi'an, if you need any help, just tell me, and I will do my best to help you."

His eyes were firm, and one could seem to see some light in them.

Cheng Qian'an has been secretly observing the genius doctor Zeng Zeng for a long time. He has a clean identity and is not a villain.

"Thank you, Dr. Zeng."

The words that came out of his throat were as calm as dead water, as if the help of Dr. Zeng was of no real use in his eyes.

Doctor Zeng sighed. He could still vaguely see vigilance on Cheng Qian'an's face.

It seems that Cheng Qian'an did not completely trust him.

He stood up and staggered out, "I'm tired, you should have a good rest. I'm leaving first."

His voice disappeared at the door, and Cheng Qian'an raised his eyes slightly, staring at the door with a dim gaze.

After a long time, he suddenly stood up, his figure as fast as the wind, and disappeared in the room in an instant.

Yan Chu was sitting in the room, staring at the grand and ambitious picture he had drawn in front of him.

In his mind, he has already imagined everything about the future. At that time, he will follow His Highness to conquer the world and revive the great cause!

A smile appeared on his face, and at this moment, a slight sound suddenly sounded behind him.

Yan Chu suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head, and met Cheng Qian'an's cold eyes.

"Palace...Palace?" Yan Chu was so shocked that he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Cheng Qianan sat at the table leisurely, his eyes lightly sweeping over the crooked painting in front of him, his eyebrows tinged with smile, "Did you draw this?"

"Yes, I drew this." Yan Chu hurriedly put the painting away, his face flushed, "It's ugly, Your Highness, please don't look at it."

He hid the painting behind him like a child who had done something embarrassing.

Cheng Qian nodded, and the smile on his face quickly disappeared. His eyes were serious, "Have you made any progress in investigating the man in black last time?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Chu's face immediately became stern.

He took out an envelope from the entrance and said, "Your Highness, this is the information that the servant just delivered. I haven't opened it yet to check it."

A serious intelligence network had spread across the country. After His Highness got into trouble that day, he immediately sent people to check the information of the man in black.

But within two days, the news came.

Cheng Qian'an took it, and his slender fingers flew flexibly, displaying the contents of the letter in front of the two of them.

"King Nanqing?" Cheng Qigong frowned, his eyes dark.

A look of surprise flashed across Yan Chu's face, but then he understood.

He explained, "Your Highness, this Prince Nanqing is one of the rebels. The rebels are not strong enough to deal with the royal family, so they focus on you and plan to get rid of you first."

"But he only wanted one thing, to make sure the old emperor had no descendants."

Cheng Qi'an understood, and his brows became increasingly cold and solemn.

He narrowed his cold eyes, and the plan in his mind became more and more obvious. He lowered his eyes and read the contents of the letter carefully again, and his thin lips moved slightly.

A light voice came out from his throat quietly, but it was full of oppression, causing Yan Chu to tremble all over.

"Send someone to keep a close eye on Prince Nanqing's movements. No information can be missed."

Yan Chu half-knelt on the ground and said solemnly: "I will follow your highness's orders!"

After saying that, he flashed out of the room.

The room fell into silence again. Cheng Qian'an gently rubbed the rim of the cup with his fingertips, and a dangerous atmosphere spread.

Xuancheng Prison.

The restaurant owner was thrown in roughly, and he cursed: "Ouch! You are so brave to do this to me! It hurts me to death!"

He glanced angrily at his surroundings. Everything was run-down and dark. He could faintly smell a stench of corruption and saw rats cowering in the corners.

How could he stay in a place like this?

The jailer spat at him and snorted, "You troublemaker, stay here and reflect on your actions!"

"You!" The restaurant owner was so angry that his face turned blue and red, and he almost couldn't breathe. "You, you dare to disrespect me, it must be that the city lord Ji who ordered you guys to do this!"

"Shut up!" the jailer yelled at him, his eyes fierce. "Don't blame us for being rude if you keep talking nonsense!"

You're welcome. Can you torture him?

The restaurant owner turned his head with disdain, just in time to meet Zhao Sheng's face, which looked as if he had eaten a fly, half hidden in the darkness.

“Boss Zhao…Boss Zhao?!” The restaurant owner was dumbfounded and almost fell to his knees.

Oh yes, Boss Zhao has been arrested for some time.

The restaurant owner was a little surprised, and the jailer left only after he saw that he had calmed down.

The air fell into an eerie silence.

The restaurant owner smiled in a flattering manner, and his arrogance was no longer there. He was as wilted as a flower that had been dead for half a month. "Boss Zhao, what should we do now?"

Zhao Sheng glared at him coldly and turned his head away. "How should I know? Don't let anyone know that I know you."

Don’t let others know that he knows Zhao Sheng?

The restaurant owner was confused, but he didn't care about that now. He went up to the man and complained, "Boss, you don't know, today a woman came to our Lai Fu Restaurant to cause trouble, and she colluded with the Li family's chef to bully us honest people!"

"They also injured my people. I was the one who suffered the loss. I didn't expect that the evil Ji Huaichuan would protect those two people and put me in jail!"

The three words "Ji Huaichuan" were like a cold blade piercing Zhao Sheng's whole body.

The horrific experience was still fresh in his mind. He hurriedly shouted angrily, "Shut up, you bastard!"

He made weird faces and kept signaling the restaurant owner to shut up.

But the restaurant owner kept talking, getting more and more excited, and his voice became louder and louder.

Two jailers came over upon hearing the noise, glaring at the restaurant owner and Zhao Sheng ferociously.

Zhao Sheng felt that his life was coming to an end, and he immediately knelt down to admit his mistake, "Master, it was this bastard who insulted the city lord without knowing what was good for him. It has nothing to do with me. I don't even know him!"

"Boss Zhao? What do you mean?"

The restaurant owner didn't understand what was going on, and the next moment, the jailer opened the door and dragged him out.

At this moment he finally realized that something was wrong. Looking at the various torture instruments in front of him, he was so scared that he peed his pants and kept crying for mercy and apologizing.

But he had to pay the price for his cursing just now, and was directly beaten with ten boards.

A fat person like him couldn't bear it at all. He fainted from the pain after only five or six strokes.

The jailer threw him back into the cell.

Zhao Sheng shrank back in fear, bowed and nodded to the jailer, and watched them leave, saying, "The city lord is really wise. This kind of villain should be taught a lesson!"

I don't know how much time passed before the restaurant owner woke up.

The burning pain in his butt reminded him what had just happened.

He was sweating profusely, his eyes full of anger and resentment, "Ji Huaichuan! God damn..."