Being favored by the paranoid master, the whole imperial capital kneels down

Nan Chuzheng didn't know what Nan Chenrao wanted to do.

She raised her head and unexpectedly met his eyes, her heart skipping a beat.

On Nanchen Rao's cold white skin, a pair of eyes were like a beast, with a fierce light in them.

It seemed as if it wanted to tear Nan Chuzheng into pieces.

Nan Chuzheng couldn't help but step back and knocked the cinnabar pen off the pen holder with one hand.

The cinnabar pen fell on the bright yellow memorial.

Nan Chuzheng lowered her head in frustration, "This is a memorial from His Majesty."

The current emperor is obsessed with cultivating immortality and practicing Taoism, and has not paid attention to state affairs for a long time.

These memorials were casually handed over to the chief of the Yama Division, Nan Chenrao.

Nanchen Rao was ruthless in his work. When government affairs were handed over to him, he would handle some minor matters as serious crimes, such as confiscation of property and exile.

Therefore, in the past two years, the Dasheng Dynasty has had harsh tortures, and many officials have complained.

It's not that no one wants to report to Your Majesty the fact that Yama Si is controlling the government and cruel officials are rampant.

But His Majesty doesn't want to care about these things at all.

At least under Nan Chenrao's ruthless methods, the entire government was clean and corruption and bribery were much less common.

It would be a peace for His Majesty if the people did not rebel.

As for those officials, everyone knew the methods of Yama Luosi, and they acted more covertly and restrainedly, and were not as rampant as before.

Anyway, as an emperor, you don’t need to face those court officials every day, so you can just leave them all to Nanchen Rao.

Nan Chuzheng was a little annoyed. Her white and tender fingertips were stained with bright red cinnabar. She looked at Nan Chenrao in confusion.

"Homeowner..."

Nan Chenrao's eyes were bloodshot. He raised his slender fingers, clamped Nan Chuzheng's chin, and lifted her face up.

"What are you afraid of?"

Nan Chenrao tilted his head slightly, his narrow eyes filled with obsessive determination.

"Isn't it just a ruined memorial? Wouldn't it be better to have those civil servants who like to give advice write another one?"

Every day, Nan Chenrao could see a large number of memorials criticizing the Yama Division among the piles of memorials.

It was nothing more than accusing him of being ruthless, and that those officials had their properties confiscated and were exiled because they had only committed minor offenses.

Nan Chenrao knew what the civil servants were scolding him for without having to read the entire memorial.

Nan Chuzheng turned sideways and picked up the memorial on the table that had been stained by her cinnabar pen.

The more she looked, the angrier she became. "Why are these civil servants scolding you like this?"

Nan Chenrao pressed his body against half of Nan Chuzheng's body.

His lips were curled up on his cold, handsome face, and he smiled indifferently.

As long as Zheng'er cares about him a little more, it doesn't matter if he is scolded harshly.

Suddenly, Nan Chenrao's eyes fell on the food box that Nan Chuzheng placed on the table.

He reached out and opened the lid of the lunch box, and saw the cheese soup inside.

There was a hint of hidden joy in Nan Chenrao's eyes, which were on the edge of madness.

A Yama Sizhong walked into the hall silently.

"Master, Chu Jingyue hasn't left yet."

It seemed as if he was trying to prove that he was better and had a higher status than Nan Chuzheng.

Chu Jingyue had been holding the token of the Eastern Palace and making noise at the door of the Yama Palace, insisting on entering the Yama Palace.

Nan Chenrao let go of Nan Chuzheng, took out the cheese soup from the lunch box, sat on the chair, lowered his head and ate the cheese soup in the bowl with a spoon.

Nan Chuzheng was about to get down from the table, but Nan Chenrao's long legs pushed up her knees.

He didn't let Nan Chuzheng come down.

So Nan Chuzheng could only sit at the big desk used by Nan Chenrao as her office, and helplessly looked back at Yan Luo Sizhong who came to report.

"If she wants to make a scene at the door, let her make a scene. Let's see how long she can make a scene."

Seeing that her brother had no intention of intervening, Nan Chuzheng ordered Yanluo Sizhong to do as she said.

Yama Sizhong lowered his head slightly and left the hall.

Chu Jingyue, who was outside the hall, was so angry that she was about to explode.

She thrust the East Palace token in her hand in front of Yan Luo Sizhong's ghost mask.

"Did you see that? This is the token of the Eastern Palace. I belong to the Eastern Palace!"

Perhaps it was the way Chu Jingyue hit the token that made it look like she was attacking someone.

The Yama Sizhong raised his hand reflexively and pushed Chu Jingyue away.

Chu Jingyue fell down the stairs with the East Palace token in her hand and sat down on the ground.

She grimaced in pain, and pointed at the Yama Sizhong with red eyes.

"You actually pushed me! Do you know who I am?"

"I'm the future Crown Princess!"

Yama Sizhong answered Chu Jingyue with silence.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Chu Jingyue was so angry that she started cursing.

The two masked men guarding the Yama Palace drew out their weapons with a "swish".

The sharp tip of the knife pointed at Chu Jingyue, and the Yama Sizhong said coldly,

"Provoking Yama?"

Chu Jingyue immediately shut her mouth.

She didn't dare to provoke Yan Luosi, although she was confident that she could control Yan Luosi with the support of the Eastern Palace.

But the notoriety of Yama Si throughout the Great Sheng Dynasty could stop children from crying at night.

If she was really hurt by Yama Sizhong, it would be too late to use the prince to avenge her afterwards.

Chu Jingyue closed her mouth in hatred.

She wanted to stand up, but her hips felt a piercing pain, which made Chu Jingyue want to go crazy!

A few days ago, Chu Jingyue's wrist was dislocated by Nan Chuzheng using her clever strength.

I finally managed to heal my wrist, but now my butt is injured again.

She screamed in utter embarrassment and yelled at the girl beside her,

"Help me get to the doctor! Hurry up!!"

The four maids she brought with her finally reacted tremblingly, and hurriedly helped Chu Jingyue up and got on the carriage next to them.

When Nan Chuzheng walked out of Yama Temple with an empty food box on her wrist.

Chu Jingyue had already disappeared.

Nan Chuzheng looked at the place where Chu Jingyue had stood and couldn't help but smile sarcastically.

She raised her hand, summoned a Yamashi, and ordered:

"Go to the East Palace and tell the Crown Prince how Chu Jingyue went crazy in front of the Yama Palace today."

"You don't have to do anything else."

This prince is mediocre in his work and has no magnanimity at all.

In fact, he doesn't have the ability to control Yama Luosi.

This time, he gave the East Palace token to Chu Jingyue simply because he wanted to see through Chu Jingyue whether his East Palace token would work in Yama Luosi.

It’s no wonder that this prince, who has no self-awareness, was easily overthrown by Nanchen Rao in his previous life.

Yama Sizhong bowed to Nan Chuzheng and left.

They all knew that Nan Chuzheng was the eldest daughter of the Nan family.

A person who has no position in the Yama Division, but is assigned by the Chief of the Yama Division to have a status second only to that of the Chief.

Therefore, Nan Chuzheng is actually equivalent to the second-in-command of Yama Division.

But Nan Chuzheng never cared about the affairs of Yanluo Si.

She grew up in the Nan family and was trained in the Yama Division.

Throughout this whole process, it seemed more like the Nan family tolerated the company of Nan Chenrao.

Nan Chenrao is highly expected by the Nan family.

He is the future head of the Nan family, and he needs to endure rigorous training that ordinary people cannot bear.

So that I can better take over the Nan family in the future.

But at the same time, such cruel training could easily destroy Nan Chenrao.

This is where Nan Chuzheng comes into play.

Whenever Nan Chenrao was about to break apart due to torture, Nan Chuzheng would be responsible for picking him up and putting him back together.

Thinking of Nan Chenrao, Nan Chuzheng turned around and looked at the deep and dark corridor of the Yama Palace behind her.

She clenched her hands tightly in her sleeves and swore in her heart again:

Patriarch, this time Zheng'er will not let anyone take advantage of you or hurt you.

Not even herself.