The daughter of the emperor is beautiful and holds the power over the world

Zhen Jun thought he had found a perfect opportunity and ordered the guards behind him: "This woman is committing a crime in the street. Take her to the Ministry of Justice jail."

After he finished speaking, he also instructed the guards, "Be careful, don't hurt the girl."

This woman is so beautiful. If she accidentally scratches her skin, King Chen will not like it.

Several guards, holding swords, rushed towards Si Yan cautiously.

Si Yan sneered, swung the dagger in his hand, and started fighting with Zhen Jun's guards.

Everyone couldn't help but worry for this girl. Zhen Jun's guards were all well-trained people from the Ministry of Justice, and there was no way this girl could beat them.

Even if she could win, this girl had offended Young Master Zhen, which meant she had offended the Minister of Justice Zhen Zhinian, so she couldn't escape.

No one expected that Zhen Jun's eight guards not only failed to hurt Si Yan, but were also beaten to a pulp by Si Yan.

"Ouch……"

"Ouch..."

Zhen Jun looked at the guards on the ground in disbelief. In just a short while, this woman had knocked down his eight most powerful guards.

"Get up! Everyone, get up!" Zhen Jun shouted, his face dark.

"Master, I can't get up, my waist..."

"Sir, my legs..."

"Sir, my hand..."

The guards rolled on the ground one by one, some with twisted waists, some with broken legs, and some with broken arms...

The common people rarely saw Young Master Zhen being humiliated, so they found it very strange and gathered around him.

Today, Ling Mohan was on duty patrolling the city. He happened to see Si Yan here and was about to walk over but was stopped by someone next to him.

"Don't be in a hurry, wait a moment." Feng Yu, the commander of the capital's guards, stopped his men who were about to rush forward and smiled at Ling Mohan.

"Commander, this..."

Feng Yu smiled faintly: "Hasn't this Young Master Zhen done enough bad things? Let Miss Si teach him a lesson."

Ling Mohan thought for a moment and then spoke calmly, "If something really happens, I'm afraid the commander will be guilty of dereliction of duty."

"It's okay." Feng Yu smiled brightly. If it was a dereliction of duty, then so be it. But he had to let Miss Si beat the vicious dog first.

The most they committed was that they came too late, and when His Majesty came to punish them, he would just fine them some of their salaries.

Ling Mohan glanced at the carriage blocked by the crowd on the side of the road and suddenly stopped talking.

Uncle Si's carriage is here, which means that he is indulging this girl. He just needs to keep an eye on her and make sure that this girl doesn't suffer any harm.

Si Yan dealt with Zhen Jun's men, gently put away the dagger, and looked at Zhen Jun with an indifferent expression.

"Master Zhen, your guards are all unable to get up. I'm afraid they can't pick up the cakes for you. You'd better pick them up yourself."

Zhen Jun's face darkened: "Do you know who I am?"

"I know." Si Yan chuckled, "Didn't the dog next to you just say that you are the son of the Minister of Justice?"

Zhen Jun frowned tightly, "Knowing this, you still dare to act so presumptuously in front of me?"

"Oh yeah..." Si Yan said coldly, staring at Zhen Jun with sharp eyes, "Hurry up and pick it up."

Zhen Jun's face was full of disbelief. This woman changed her attitude faster than turning the pages of a book.

"You're dreaming!" Zhen Jun's face was filled with anger. "Who the hell are you? How dare you act so wildly in Shangjing City?"

Zhen Jun is not stupid either. In Shangjing City, he dares to brandish a knife in the street and beats down his men even though he knows his identity. His identity must be extraordinary.

But there has never been such a woman in the capital before!

"Ah, what are you doing?"

While Zhen Jun was thinking, Si Yan raised his foot and kicked him to the ground.

Zhen Jun was so angry that his face turned green. He quickly stood up. Si Yan kicked him in the knee again, and Zhen Jun fell straight to his knees.

"Pick it up!" Si Yan's face was cold and gloomy, and he exuded a powerful aura, as if he had become a different person.

"You dare to attack me, you will be punished by death!"

Si Yan scratched his ears, walked over slowly, and kicked Zhen Jun on the back, knocking him to the ground: "You don't want to pick it up, right?"

"Who do you think you are?" Zhen Jun shouted, "I'll kill you!"

His kung fu skills are not bad, so why is he completely unable to fight back in front of this woman?

"Then I'll help you." Si Yan pushed hard on his feet. There was a cracking sound, and Zhen Jun screamed, "My waist..."

"I'm warning Master Zhen, I'm never too harsh on you. If I accidentally break your waist, you'll be crippled."

As Si Yan spoke, he increased the strength of his feet.

Zhen Jun's face was twisted in pain, but he couldn't help but beg for mercy, fearing Si Yan would really hit him, "I'll pick it up! I'll pick it up!"

"If you don't want to be disabled, don't play tricks." Si Yan then took his foot off Zhen Jun's back.

When Zhen Jun saw so many people around him, he couldn't hold back any longer and jumped up to kill Si Yan.

Si Yan glanced over and gave Zhen Jun a cold glare. Zhen Jun immediately became intimidated and bent down to pick up the pastries on the ground.

He must avenge today's grudge!

He has his father's support behind him. If his father is not capable, there is Prince Chen. Behind Prince Chen, there are Concubine Xin and the Prime Minister!

"Master, son..."

Zhen Jun's guards were filled with humiliation. They didn't expect that in Shangjing City, in their territory, someone would dare to bully their young master like this.

This person is still a woman.

Ren Hu's eyes were red. The woman scratched his hand and the bones were exposed.

This woman just knocked out one of his front teeth. Damn it.

Ren Hu felt sorry for his son and couldn't help but curse, "You stinky bitch, how dare you do this to my son..."

Si Yan walked over without saying a word and cut open Ren Hu's mouth with a dagger.

Ren Hu's mouth was covered with blood, and he quickly covered his mouth and retreated in horror.

This woman is so cruel! Too cruel!

Si Yan turned around and looked at the slow-moving Zhen Jun nonchalantly: "I'll give you another half an incense stick of time to pick them all up, leaving no one behind. If you can't pick them all up, you'll have to wait to crawl back home."

When Zhen Jun heard this, he immediately knelt down and started picking up cakes everywhere...

Where there is life, there is hope.

When he comes to take revenge, he will make this woman wish she were dead.

When Ren Hu and others saw their young master enduring humiliation to pick up the trash, they all crawled over to help.

The air was still filled with the smell of blood, and the people around looked at the scene and found it indescribably funny.

I never thought that the son of the Minister of Justice would be punished one day. If people were not worried about retaliation, they would all applaud.

Zhen Jun and the guards went out together, and soon they picked up two large bags full of cakes.

"Girl, pick it up." Zhen Jun said gritting his teeth.

Si Yan said expressionlessly, "If you make it dirty, you have to eat it. Don't even waste the residue."

Zhen Jun looked at the pastry mixed with mud and felt nauseous. He was just thinking about picking it up and had grabbed a lot of mud into it.

"Miss, don't go too far." Zhen Jun stared at Si Yan hatefully.

Si Yan raised his brows coldly and held the dagger in his hand: "Don't want to eat?"

Zhen Jun's cheeks twitched constantly. He took out a cake, closed his eyes and stuffed it into his mouth.

There was a whispering sound all around, and the people were very happy. Finally, someone took care of the bully Zhen Jun.

Seeing that their own young master had eaten the dirty cakes, the guards dared not refuse to help.

There were nine of them in total. Except for Ren Hu, whose mouth was cut and bleeding, the rest of them ate together.

In no time, they had eaten up all the ruined pastries.

Si Yan slowly stood up, glanced at Zhen Jun, and said with a smile: "Now that we have finished our cakes, are you still going to Yayue Pavilion Restaurant, Master Zhen?"

Zhen Jun was like seeing a ghost: "Who is this girl? What is her identity?"