Who put the yellow robe on me?

Thirteenth Princess Jiang Sirou was frightened by Jiang Chen, because in her impression, it was the first time that Jiang Chen spoke to her in such a harsh tone.

She nervously stopped Jiang Chen, her voice trembling slightly: "Sixteenth brother, no matter what you will see, you must stay calm."

Ever since Jiang Chen met Princess Thirteen and He Xiaowei, he noticed that their eyes were red, obviously they had just cried.

His heart sank suddenly, and he had a premonition that something bad was going to happen.

He Xiaowei pulled Jiang Sirou aside and said, "Sister Rou, His Highness the Sixteenth Prince will have to face this sooner or later."

Jiang Chen pushed open the door of the dilapidated temple, and the smell of blood that hit him made him feel nauseous.

The scene before him stunned him for a moment. The bodies of children were lying all over the dilapidated temple, including Han Qingsong's younger brother, Feng Liyan's younger brother, Feng Liyan's playmate Hu Zi and others.

"Ah!!!!" Jiang Chen screamed to the sky, his voice filled with grief, anger, and powerlessness. "Who did this?"

His fists were clenched, his knuckles white, and his eyes were blazing with anger.

He Xiaowei walked silently behind him and said softly, "Go check on those two kids. They haven't said a word since we arrived."

Jiang Chen walked to the backyard of the dilapidated temple with an extremely heavy heart. He saw Han Qingsong and Feng Liyan sitting on the ground in pain, their eyes filled with helplessness and despair.

Han Qingsong's eyes were bloodshot, tears streaming down his face. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms. His entire body was trembling slightly, clearly still recovering from the pain of losing his brother.

Feng Liyan lowered his head, his hands clasped around his knees, his body huddled in a ball. His face was pale, his eyes devoid of light, as if the whole world had collapsed. His lips were tightly pressed together, tears streaming silently, soaking his clothes.

When Han Qingsong and Feng Liyan saw Jiang Chen coming, they ran over and threw themselves into his arms.

Although Jiang Chen was young, he was like a parent at this moment, hugging them tightly with both hands, wanting to say something to comfort them but not knowing where to start.

Han Qingsong cried out, "Sir, they killed my brother! I must kill them!" His voice was hoarse, full of grief and despair.

"My parents asked me to protect my younger brothers and sisters, but I still failed to protect them!" Han Qingsong lay on Jiang Chen's body and cried in pain.

Jiang Chen patted Han Qingsong's back vigorously and choked up, "Qingsong, I know, I know. We will definitely find the murderer and kill them with our own hands."

Jiang Chen then asked, "How many people did the killer kill in total?"

Feng Liyan's voice was filled with despair: "Now, except for the two of us, there is also Sister Qingsong and Hu Zi's second brother, the rest of the people... are gone.

If we didn't know martial arts, we would all be killed!"

Jiang Chen took a deep breath and suppressed the anger and self-blame in his heart: "Don't be afraid, I will definitely protect you."

He was filled with remorse, knowing that it was all his responsibility.

If he had not taken the four guards away, these children would not have suffered such a tragic disaster.

Jiang Chen said firmly: "I will take you to the palace. The guards there will protect you and will never let you be harmed again."

Jiang Chen looked at them and said word by word: "I will take you into the palace!"

Jiang Sirou shook her head, a trace of worry on her face: "No, Sixteenth Brother, you can't bring them in for no reason."

Jiang Chen said painfully, "I don't care! I can't leave them in the dilapidated temple anymore. It's not safe anymore!"

Jiang Sirou sighed and tried to persuade him: "Would it be okay if you wait two more months until you open your residence and build the academy before taking them away?"

Jiang Chen shook his head and said resolutely: "No, there are still two months left. Who knows what will happen in these two months."

He Xiaowei said softly: "Sixteenth Prince, if you believe me, I have a way.

I have just discussed this with Sister Rou and Master Zhong. You might as well let Master Zhong take the three boys away. The general's military training camp is nearby. The three boys will definitely be safe in the army.

As for Han Qingsong's sister, please let me take her back to the Prime Minister's Mansion. I will ensure her safe growth and teach her the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting."

Jiang Sirou came over and said, "Yes, Sixteenth Brother, now is not the time to act rashly. Besides, those killers are not targeting these children. Their main targets are Luo Shihua and Qin Yiliang."

After hearing this, Jiang Chen was still excited, but after slowly calming down and thinking about it, he knew that this might be the best solution at the moment.

Suddenly, Jiang Chen roared to the sky: "Mu Shenru, Mu Zhengyi, I will make you pay with your lives!"

He Xiaowei was shocked when she heard this. Jiang Sirou was also horrified: "Sixteenth brother, are you sure this was done by the Minister of Rites?"

Jiang Chen's eyes were cold and his tone was firm: "I'm sure! In order to cover up the cheating case in the Autumn Examination, they sent people to hunt down Luo Shihua, Qin Yiliang and others many times.

Now everything is clear, all that's missing is evidence. If I hadn't been so greedy and looked for evidence, they definitely wouldn't have died. I hate it! I hate it! "

Everyone was shocked after hearing this. If this matter involved the Ministry of Rites, then it would not be a trivial matter.

Zhong Xiaodan came over, patted Jiang Chen on the shoulder, and comforted him, "Your Highness the Sixteenth, don't worry. I will bring Han Qingsong and the other two to the military camp and teach them martial arts so that they can take revenge with their own hands in the future."

Jiang Chen clenched his fists and took a deep breath: "Okay, thank you, Mr. Zhong!"

Jiang Chen turned to look at Han Qingsong and Feng Liyan, his eyes filled with determination and expectation: "Take Hu Zi's second brother with you to General Zhong's military camp.

Remember, you must practice your martial arts diligently. One day, I will let you kill your enemies with your own hands."

He paused and continued, "When I leave the palace and build my own residence in two months, I will definitely go and take you to my residence."

Han Qingsong looked at Feng Liyan, tears glistening in his eyes, but he nodded firmly: "Sir, we will practice martial arts hard and wait for you!"

Han Qingsong led a little girl out from a corner. She was only eight or nine years old, small in stature, and wore tattered clothes, looking extremely thin.

But even so, her delicate features and lively eyes still reveal an irrepressible cuteness.

Han Qingsong said to her gently, "Shasha, go home with Sister Xiaowei first and wait for your brother to come pick you up after a while."

Sasha's little hands tightly grasped the corner of her brother's clothes, her eyes full of attachment. She said nothing, but shook her head.

Han Qingsong felt a pang of sadness in his heart. He knew that Sasha was frightened because she saw the killer kill his brother that day.

He Xiaowei walked over to Sasha and said soothingly, "Hello, Sasha, your brother is going to practice martial arts with Brother Zhong. He will come pick you up when he's done, okay?"

Sasha looked at He Xiaowei and nervously hid behind Han Qingsong, only showing her little head, looking at He Xiaowei timidly.