The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

Liang Zhan felt heartbroken when he saw this scene. His daughter, who had been raised in the palm of his hand since she was a child and was the child who looked most like him, now seemed like a different person. No matter what he said or did, Chongyue was extremely resistant, and the look she gave him was full of grievance, like an abandoned cub.

"Chongyue, be good. Father is here. Don't be afraid. Come to Father."

Liang Chongyue slowly raised her head and looked at her scumbag father who was squatting in front of her. His eyes were very red and there was obvious moisture in his eyes.

Facing the temptation of his scumbag father, Liang Chongyue felt that the time was almost right. He gave his scumbag father a final farewell look and left a sentence:

"I am an unfilial son. Please take care, Father and Mother."

After saying that, Liang Chongyue didn't give his scumbag father time to react and crashed into the pillar beside him.

Liang Zhan realized something was wrong when he heard the first half of Chong Yue's words. Seeing her farewell look, without any attachment to the world, he felt even more frightened than when he first came.

Fortunately, Liang Zhan was quick to stop the man and chopped Chongyue's neck with a knife. Seeing the red marks on the neck, Liang Zhan suppressed his anger and carried the man to the bed.

Seeing Chongyue lying on the bed with a frown on her face, Liang Zhan clenched his hands into fists at both sides of his body, with veins bulging on them. Anyone who dared to come in at this time would be able to see the undisguised anger on His Majesty's face.

Liang Zhan sat at the head of Chongyue's bed for a long time, reached out to smooth her hair that was messed up from crying, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, took the medicine box in Chongyue's room, and personally treated the wound on her foot.

Then he stood up and went downstairs. The moment he stepped down the stairs, he did not forget to look back in the direction of Chongyue.

When Liang Zhan walked out of Changshengtian, there were already people kneeling outside.

Liang Zhan's eyes swept over these people and finally landed on Qi Deyuan:

"Bring here all the people who usually serve the princess. I have something to ask."

After Liang Zhan finished speaking, he glanced at Yun Ling who was kneeling in the front:

"I remember you. Chongyue trusts you very much. Go up and serve your master well."

After listening to this, Yun Ling bowed respectfully to His Majesty, then stood up and walked towards Changshengtian.

As soon as Yun Ling walked up to the second floor, she saw Her Royal Highness the Princess rubbing her neck, which was already red.

Liang Chongyue listened to the noise below, calculated the time when Yun Ling would come up, turned around and made a silent gesture towards her.

"Your Highness, let me come."

Liang Chongyue took out a bronze mirror from under his pillow, looked at himself in the mirror, and examined the marks on his neck.

Fortunately, the force of the knife used by her scumbag father was not strong, otherwise she would not be able to wake up now.

Liang Chongyue sat on the bed and didn't dare to get out of bed. His scumbag father was still underneath. His scumbag father had amazing internal strength. If he was discovered by him, all the acting would be in vain.

Liang Chongyue pointed at the broken pieces of porcelain on the ground and motioned Yunling to clean them up first.

Yun Ling went to deal with the broken porcelain pieces. Liang Chongyue leaned back on the bed and listened to the system repeat everything that happened in the Yangxin Palace.

"Host, do you think that scumbag father will directly execute the eldest and second eldest brother?"

The system's voice sounded somewhat excited, and Liang Chongyue could already imagine it rubbing its hands like a fly.

"Don't be too happy too soon, they probably won't die yet."

Hearing the shocked cry of the system in his head, Liang Chongyue sat on the bed and thought silently.

"If they really want to execute him, he should have died before he came. The longer you delay, the longer it will take for him to die."

They are all children of bad fathers. The palms and backs of their hands are all made of flesh, but some are thicker and some are thinner.

If he really had to kill someone for someone, he might not be willing to do so.

Liang Chongyue's fingertips brushed across the red marks on her neck. These were left by Chi Rong, and it just so happened that she had faked them this time.

"Host, what should we do next? What if the second brother strikes back?"

Liang Chongyue closed his eyes, leaned against the head of the bed, listened to the system's anxious inquiries, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Counterattack? This princess is worried that he won't make it in time."

The system doesn't quite understand what the host is trying to do. It's already this late and the battle horn has already sounded, but the host is still worried about whether the opponent will have time to prepare?

Liang Chongyue cut off the connection to the system and looked through the information sent by the system again.

Especially the part about Liang Chong'an. Liang Chong'an has spent a lot of money to raise private soldiers outside over the years. He is not like Liang Chongjing, who has a rich fiefdom. So where did he get the money to raise private soldiers?

Liang Chongyue thought of seven or eight ways to make money, but in the end she denied them one by one.

My third uncle has almost monopolized all the ways to make money in Daxia. If you want to make money or spend money in Daxia, you have to go through my third uncle.

The money spent on maintaining an army is not a small amount, and it will take at least five or ten years.

Liang Chongyue closed her eyes, her mind full of thoughts. She thought about everything she could think of. Just when she was at a loss for words, something seemed to flash through her mind.

Liang Chongyue suddenly opened his eyes wide, and felt his mind suddenly become clear.

If you can't find where he makes money, then find where he spends money. He has to spend money to support so many soldiers in the deep mountains and forests, and they have to spend money to buy food and clothing.

Even if Liang Chong'an could find a channel that could supply large quantities of this kind, it would be considered a skill for him to supply one place.

He should have his own bases in several states closest to the capital in Daxia, and he should have at least 70,000 to 80,000 private soldiers under his command.

The more Liang Chongyue thought about it, the brighter his eyes became.

Since one time is not enough to kill them, let's do it again.

She just didn't believe that she couldn't find the soldiers Liang Chong'an had raised.

After hearing the sound of his scumbag father leaving with his men, Liang Chongyue got out of bed, ignoring the pain in his feet, walked to the desk, ground ink and moistened his pen, and began to write a letter.

After Liang Chongyue wrote down everything in his mind on the letter paper, he realized that he had been too engrossed in acting in front of his scumbag father and his feet were bleeding again.

"Yunling, go get the medicine box for this princess to take care of."

Liang Chongyue walked directly to the recliner beside her and waited for Yun Ling to remove the gauze wrapped around her feet. Her two bloody feet were exposed to the air.

"Your Highness has suffered."

Yun Ling carefully treated the wound for His Highness. As she did so, along with the unstoppable blood, tears flowed from Yun Ling's eyes because she felt sorry for His Highness.

"If you want to win, you have to pay first. This little thing is nothing."

Liang Chongyue was not unaware of the pain in her feet. She had taken a lot of tonics produced by the system mall over the years. Her five senses were far superior to those of ordinary people, and her sense of pain was also extremely sharp.

But she could endure it. She had often been injured since she was a child when she knew nothing in the martial arts field. Now she had just walked on a piece of porcelain. It looked scary, but the wound was not actually very deep.