Want to tease the prince, the cat is soft and delicate

It was getting dark, and this was not a safe place. After Mei Susu jumped out of his arms, Xuanyuan Che immediately flew after her to make sure she was in his sight.

Mei Susu ran to the room she had stayed in during the day and was about to go in.

Xuanyuan Che grabbed her before her and pulled her into his arms with his outer robe. He had a grim look on his face and was disgusted by the pervasive stench.

Zhuiying and his men kicked open the door, and soon carried out a very thin, twitching little eunuch from the house.

"Meow!"

As soon as Mei Susu saw him, she excitedly stood up from Xuanyuan Che's arms, stretched out her little paws forward, turned her head with a hint of pleading in her eyes.

The meaning was clear, she wanted Xuanyuan Che to save people.

Xuanyuan Che understood her look, took a step forward, frowned and looked at the twitching eunuch on the ground: "Do you want me to save him?"

Mei Susu meowed, blinked her eyes, and then rubbed Xuanyuan Che's hand with her little head in a coquettish manner.

"You can save him if you want." Xuanyuan Che smiled, "I have a condition."

Mei Susu looked up in confusion, her big eyes full of bewilderment, but she was complaining in her heart: Come on, she is a cat, isn't it weird to negotiate with a cat?

But Xuanyuan Che obviously didn't think there was anything wrong with his actions, and said to himself: "Next time, don't come to this kind of place by yourself."

Mei Susu blinked, and then an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart, and she felt a little guilty about her previous thoughts.

She thought Xuanyuan Che was going to make some strange requests again, but unexpectedly he was thinking about her.

Mei Susu rubbed Xuanyuan Che obediently, then hooked her tail around his arm affectionately.

Xuanyuan Che curled the corners of his mouth and played with the tail on his arm with his long fingers. The little guy was smarter than he thought.

Just as Xuanyuan Che was about to order Zhuiying to carry the person back, a man rushed in from outside with a group of guards.

The leading man was wearing a sixth-rank official robe. He pointed at Xuanyuan Che and shouted angrily as he came in, "You bold thieves! How dare you steal things from my clan mansion! Come, arrest them for me!"

Xuanyuan Che's guards drew their swords to defend themselves, and shouted angrily, "How dare you! Do you know who is in front of you? How dare you be so presumptuous!"

The steward sneered and said arrogantly: "I don't care who you are. In my clan's palace, even the king of heaven can't help you!"

After that, the steward gave another order: "What are you standing there for! Quickly arrest these thieves. I want to interrogate them!"

With a sound of "clang", Zhuiying drew out the long sword from his waist, tapped the ground with his toes, and his figure was like a ghost. In an instant, the sharp sword was against the neck of the steward: "Open your dog eyes and take a good look, who is the thief you are talking about!"

With a sharp blade against his neck, the manager dared not breathe. He quickly followed Zhuiying's instructions and opened his eyes wide to look at the person not far away.

The other person had his back to him, and the brocade robe with gold thread edges on his body showed his noble status. On his head, there was a golden crown inlaid with red gems, and golden dragons coiled around it, which made him look very noble.

The manager didn't pay attention just now, but now that he saw it clearly, his heart immediately tightened.

Looking down further, when he saw the other party's pair of gold-inlaid jade dragon boots, the manager's legs shook and he fell to his knees on the ground.

He secretly cursed the young eunuch who came to inform him, saying that a thief had broken into the morgue yard and asked him to come and catch him quickly.

He thought the other party was an official who came to look for someone. After all, similar things had happened before. However, as long as the official was not of high rank, he would have to beg them in the end.

But the people who came today were not the same as before. The only person who could wear the golden dragon crown and precious boots was the prince. He had hit a wall.

"Please spare my life, Your Highness. We were blind and thought you were a thief. Please spare my life, Your Highness!"

The manager's head banged on the ground with crisp thuds, but Xuanyuan Che didn't even turn his head.

Zhuiying kicked the steward on the shoulder, knocking him over on his back. "Let me ask you, what did that little eunuch on the ground do wrong? You threw him here in the morgue before he was even dead."

The steward quickly got up from the ground, not caring about the dust and pain on his body, and said hurriedly: "I don't know either. Maybe some blind servant made a mistake and threw a living person over as a dead person."

Another kick, and the manager cried out in pain and fell to the ground like a dog chewing mud.

Zhuiying knelt on one knee beside him, holding the sword in one hand. He grabbed his collar and pulled him up from the ground, then dragged him and threw him at Xuanyuan Che's feet.

Xuanyuan Che looked at the dust rising at his feet, took two steps back in displeasure, and said in a cold voice: "On the death list submitted to me by the clan office, there are only five names of people, but I see that there are more than five dead bodies in your room. Do you want to give me an explanation?"

The steward had been kicked twice and dragged by Zhuiying, and he was feeling angry. He was ready to stand up and see who the other person was. If he was not the prince of the palace, he would have to settle accounts with him.

But before he could stand up, a man's cold and emotionless voice rang in his ears, and the words "this palace" were like the guillotine of the King of Hell, hanging over his neck.

But even so, the manager still had a glimmer of hope. He raised his head and slowly moved up from the gold and jade dragon boots in front of him.

After passing the hem of the other person's brocade robe embroidered with intricate patterns, he saw the jade pendant hanging around his waist.

It was a piece of top-quality white jade, carved with a coiled dragon pattern, with the dragon head and tail connected, and the words "happiness, longevity and fortune" engraved on the dragon's body. It was exquisite and gorgeous.

When the steward saw the jade pendant, he trembled as he was about to stand up straight, and then fell back to the ground with a clang.

But as soon as he fell to the ground, he stood up and knelt, saying respectfully: "Your Highness, may I pay my respects to you, Your Highness. May you live a thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand thousand years."

The guards accompanying him dropped their weapons and knelt down to greet him: "Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! Long live His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, long live His Royal Highness, long live His Royal Highness!"

"I'm asking you a question!" Xuanyuan Che has never had much patience, and it seems that all his patience is given to Mei Susu.

Come to think of it, if he was a patient and easy-going person, how could he be known as ruthless and cruel outside?

"Little, little, I don't know either." The steward crawled on the ground and replied tremblingly.

"Not sure?" Xuanyuan Che sneered, staring at him with dark eyes: "Since you don't know, then arrest him and throw him into the imperial prison. When you know the truth, then release him."

When he heard that he was going to be imprisoned, the steward was so frightened that he kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Please spare my life, Your Highness. I am just a steward and I really don't know. Please spare my life, Your Highness."

Xuanyuan Che took a few steps back, Zhuiying stepped forward to cover his mouth, tied him up, and threw him to the guards.

"Go and tell the people in the Imperial Prison to serve you well."

"Yes!" The guard clasped his fists in response and carried the struggling steward out of the yard.

"Meow~" Mei Susu tugged at Xuanyuan Che's sleeve and looked at the little eunuch on the ground.

Remind others that they are almost dying and there is no time to waste.

Xuanyuan Che scratched her chin, turned around and walked out: "Take the person back and find an imperial physician to treat him."

Zhuiying responded from behind him.

After sitting in the sedan chair, Mei Susu leaned over to look worriedly, and only retracted her head when she saw Zhuiying carrying someone out.

Xuanyuan Che was a little unhappy to see her like this: "Don't you believe me?"

Mei Susu immediately fell limp in his arms and acted coquettishly.

"Meow~"

Her big glass eyes blinked and her eyelashes fluttered.

How could that be possible? Even if I don’t trust everyone, I still trust you. I trust you the most.

Tie Tie~