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

When Ling Mohan mentioned the National Defense General's Mansion, his eyes lit up.

But he still couldn't believe it. How could this little girl suddenly care about national affairs?

"Little girl, you are not A Yan!" Ling Mohan looked at Si Yan, his dark pupils deep and gloomy.

"I am! But I am no longer Brother Mohan's Ah Yan. I am Daxuan's Ah Yan. I want to stand at the pinnacle of power and dominate everything. I want to tear down the rotten edifice of this dynasty and rebuild a brand new order. Only in this way can I protect everything I want to protect."

When Si Yan said this, Ling Mohan was shocked, but then gradually calmed down.

Ling Mohan simply couldn't imagine that this girl would have changed so much.

But he understood what she wanted to do.

"I understand. Ah Yan wants to assist Prince Yong and inherit the legitimate throne of Daxuan. He will rule the world in the future."

Si Yan quietly looked at the determined man in front of him who was only seventeen years old. The decline of the National Defense General's Mansion had made him endure more and mature more than other children of the same age.

Si Yan knew that Ling Mohan understood part of it, but not the other part.

As for that part, Si Yan couldn't express it clearly in words.

Only when she walks down this path step by step, will her childhood sweetheart understand.

It is only natural for him to think so now.

"Mo Han, one day, you will understand what I mean even more clearly." Si Yan said softly, "What you need to understand now is that whether it is the future rise of the National Defense General's Mansion or the future prosperity of Daxuan, they all need you and your strength."

"What about you? Do you still need me?" Ling Mohan asked.

"Yes." Si Yan smiled, "My brother."

Ling Mohan was silent for a moment, nodded, and slowly stood up: "I understand."

"Go to bed early." Ling Mohan smiled slightly and walked towards the door step by step.

He walked over the threshold with great strides, turned back to look at the woman in the light and said, "Close the door."

"Okay." Si Yan stood up and walked towards the door.

The two stood inside and outside the door, respectively. Ling Mohan raised his hand to close the door, and Si Yan fastened the bolt.

The cold moon was like a hook outside the window, and the severe chill of winter hit my face. In the moonlight, the tall figure of the man was projected on the ground and slowly left.

The candle in Si Yan's room went out, and the Situ Mansion was silent late at night.

At this time, another mansion in Shangjing City was brightly lit.

In the solemn and dignified main hall of the Zhen family, eight guards were lying in a mess. Among them was the always domineering Ren Hu. Not only did his palms get cut by a sharp blade, almost crippling him, but he also had two deep cuts on both sides of his mouth. He had his wounds sutured in the clinic today before being carried back.

The rest of the guards were all in agony, like eggplants hit by frost, with faces and noses bruised, arms and legs aching, and some missing front teeth...

Zhen Jun seemed fine, except that his clothes were dirty and his face was covered in dust.

At this moment, he was spitting and exaggerating what happened in front of the pastry shop today to his father Zhen Zhinian.

Under the dim light, Zhen Zhinian, the Minister of Justice, sat in the main seat in the main hall, listening to his son talk incessantly about the beating he received today, his expression becoming increasingly gloomy.

Mrs. Zhen kept wiping away her tears, feeling sorry for how much suffering her beloved son had endured.

It took Zhen Jun a long time to finish explaining what happened.

Looking at his father who remained silent, Zhen Jun couldn't help but cry out, "Father, you must make the decision for your son!"

Zhen Zhinian held the teacup silently without saying a word.

In this Shangjing City where powerful people are everywhere, it took Zhen Zhinian more than 20 years to rise from a small jailer to his current position. It was by no means easy.

He would not be so impulsive as to go to Situ Mansion to settle the score just because his son described in vivid detail the suffering he had endured.

Zhen Zhinian looked at his son coldly and asked in a calm tone, "Are you sure it was Situ's daughter who hit you?"

"Dad, I've said it many times, it's that woman, Si Yan!" Zhen Jun clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"There's nothing you can do. You can only endure it."

"Father!"

Zhen Jun's face was full of disbelief. His usually majestic father was actually so cowardly this time?

He was bullied like this by a woman, and his father actually asked him to endure it?

Zhen Zhinian said decisively, "There's no need to say more about this matter. For the time being, just stay quiet and don't cause trouble."

He usually supports his son, but that is based on the situation he can control. Now that Si Zhengxuan is in the emperor's favor, he has to avoid this spotlight.

"Father, why is it my son who caused the trouble? It was Si Yan who beat me, and I'm still in pain all over..."

Madam Zhen couldn't help but ask, "Master, Jun'er was beaten like this, don't you feel sorry for him?"

"What do you, a woman, know?" Zhen Zhinian glanced at Madam Zhen coldly. "Si Yan, the daughter of the Minister of Education, even caused Prince Chen to suffer in the palace today. How much more so Jun'er?"

"King Chen also suffered a loss?" Zhen Jun had never heard about what happened today.

"Why did you have to pick on her when you could pick on anyone else?" Zhen Zhinian stared at his son gravely. "Do you know that when Prince Yong returned to the court today, not only was he not punished by His Majesty, he was even rewarded. Si Qingshan and Si Yan, brother and sister, were also rewarded by His Majesty."

"Father, that woman Si Yan is deliberately targeting her son. She clearly knew that I was the son of the Minister of Justice, but she still attacked me. She was deliberately trying to embarrass you! Father, you must vent your anger for your son."

"Since you know she did it on purpose, you should endure it even more!"

Zhen Zhinian looked at his useless son and said coldly, "She's not targeting you, but her father."

"What do you mean, father?" Zhen Jun had never thought about this. Si Yan hit him, so how could he be targeting his father?

"You've already said that when Si Yan hit you, Si Zhengxuan was in the carriage, but he didn't stop him."

"Dad, Si Zhengxuan allowed his daughter to commit violence in the street and humiliated his son. No matter where we go, we are the ones who are right! Even if we report it to His Majesty, Si Zhengxuan is still unreasonable."

"Shut up!" Zhen Zhinian was furious. "I'm warning you, if this matter gets to His Majesty, my Zhen family will be in dire straits."

Zhen Jun: ...

He doesn't understand!

"Father, I am the son of the Minister of Justice. Can I just let others bully me and not do anything about it?"

"Yes, Master, that woman injured so many of our guards, beat Jun'er, and forced him to eat those dirty cakes. This is humiliating us in the Zhen Mansion. How can you tolerate this?"

"That's just a woman's opinion!" Zhen Zhinian said expressionlessly, "Don't mention this matter again. You should stay home quietly for the time being."

Zhen Zhinian glanced at the guards in the hall who lowered their heads. "And you guys, keep a close eye on the young master. If he dares to step out of the gate, I will kill you."

Zhen Jun couldn't help but yell, "Father! How can you be so afraid? Don't you have the Prime Minister's support? What are you afraid of?"

Zhen Zhinian suddenly stood up and slapped his son hard in the face: "If you say such nonsense again, I will beat you to death with a stick!"