After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

"You don't need to worry about me, you should think about yourself!" Zhong Ning smiled coldly and continued:

"The entire Chen family forced their daughter-in-law to death and sheltered a criminal. They will all be sent to the Ministry of Justice!"

"Great!" A cheer suddenly came from outside the door, and Zhong Ning noticed that so many people had rushed in to watch the fun.

Zhong Ning looked back and saw a group of people kneeling down immediately.

"No need to be so polite!" Zhong Ning raised her head and motioned everyone to stand up. Until now, she had begun to get used to everyone kneeling down at every turn.

After all, this is a tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years and cannot be changed in a short time. Unless it is in modern times, it really cannot be changed.

Just as the article she had read said, in ancient times, there were two different ways of education for the upper and lower classes.

The upper class learns how to control people, while the lower class learns how to be loyal to the emperor.

If you try to change their minds, they will definitely fight you to the death!

Zhong Ning has no intention of changing this era. He just wants to make the lives of the people of this era a little better within his ability.

Even just a little bit.

After the matter was settled, Zhong Ning took Murong Huan back to the princess's mansion. Because Murong Huan had an ankle injury, she could only move forward slowly. Zhong Ning did not have the time to wait for her to move back bit by bit.

He walked straight forward and picked the person up horizontally, then jumped onto the horse, and rode happily back to the Princess's Mansion with Murong Huan in his arms.

The Princess's Mansion was right next to the Princess's Mansion, so Zhong Ning sent the person back.

All of Murong Huan's grievances and resentments disappeared when Zhong Ning came to rescue her personally and even carried her back.

After all, what did she have to complain about?

It was her father who did it, and her brother ordered those people to be killed. The wealth and glory of Prince An's Mansion was built on factionalism and the lives of those children.

Just as Zhong Ning said, every bite and every drink she had was made so exquisite by relying on the blood of the deceased. She had enjoyed the first half of her life, so what was there to complain about?

Now, Prince An's Mansion was sentenced, but she stayed out of it because of Zhong Ning's protection, which was already a huge advantage for her.

The rest of her life could only be spent atonement, atonement for the sins of Prince An's Mansion, atonement for her own sins...

"Thank you so much for coming to save me today..." After being put down, Murong Huan slowly knelt down, "I, the humblest woman Murhuan, thank you for your grace, Your Highness the Princess!"

Zhong Ning looked at the woman who used to be so proud and proud. Now she lowered her head as if her spine was broken, and she felt inexplicably sad in her heart.

"You're welcome. From now on, you'll be living in the Princess's Mansion. You're Princess Anle's sister, and that's your status! No need to belittle yourself!"

"Yes, I'll remember it!" Murong Huan replied with lowered eyebrows.

Zhong Ning frowned slightly, knowing that it would be difficult for her to get over this hurdle in her heart, so he said to Murong Huan:

"Don't be idle either. I've jointly opened a women's vocational and technical college with Zhang Wanting, the eldest daughter of the Pingning Marquisate. We're short of manpower right now, so go and help out!"

Murong Huan suddenly raised his head, his eyes slightly red, "Your Highness, you still dare to use me?"

"Are you unhappy?" Zhong Ning asked with a frown.

Murong Huan shook her head. "It's not that I don't want to, but I'm worried that if I go out, it will tarnish His Highness's reputation."

"If you don't want to, I have another place for you. I have a secret office under my name, and under that office there is a branch that specializes in investigating abducted children... If you feel bad about it, then do your part for all the children in the world."

Murong Huan's heart moved. Is this the difference between her and Princess Zhaohua?

She had been pampered since childhood and had been a princess for many years, so she was used to buying herself all kinds of exquisite clothes and jewelry.

But I have never looked at the world, and I have never even thought about what I can do for them.

She was just used to being praised.

But we forget that sometimes prosperity is like a castle in the air, which will collapse in just a moment.

"I am willing. Thank you, Your Highness, for your help!" Murong Huan bowed again. She would do her best to live a peaceful life for the rest of her life!

"You don't have to worry. People in this business all hide their identities and can't easily reveal their identities. On the surface, you are still the eldest daughter of the Princess's Mansion..."

"Yes..." Murong Huan replied.

Murong Lan also stepped forward and said to Zhong Ning, "Sister Ning, what about me? I also want to do something..."

Zhong Ning looked at her face, which was still red and swollen. He felt a little guilty for staying with her for such a long time. "Does your face still hurt?"

Murong Lan shook her head.

She said the wrong thing, and it was right for Sister Ning to teach her a lesson.

Besides, Sister Ning treated her like a younger sister, which is why she was so cruel. Thinking of this, Murong Lan's eyes flashed with emotion, and she said to Zhong Ning with tears in her eyes:

"Sister Ning, I know everything. You don't have to explain. You hit me because it's for my own good!"

Wow, she is worthy of being the heroine of a sad novel!

This train of thought left Zhong Ning speechless.

I hit you because it’s for your own good!

Zhong Ning's speechless expression made Murong Lan a little confused. She touched her little face, her clear eyes flashing, and asked blankly: "Did I say something wrong?"

"No, you're not wrong!" Zhong Ning said righteously, "I am indeed doing this for your own good. From now on, you must remember that the country comes before the family. You are the princess of the current dynasty, and every sip and bite comes from the taxes of the people. Don't act like this anymore!"

"Sister Ning is right. Anle will remember it." Murong Lan bowed lightly and replied with a smile.

"Alright, the imperial physician will be here soon. Let him take a good look at her. You stay here and watch. I have something important to attend to! I'll be leaving first!"

After giving his instructions, Zhong Ning went straight back home.

Murong Lan was left blinking her eyes as she watched Zhong Ning leave. She then personally helped Murong Huan up and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, big sister. I will protect you..."

Murong Huan felt sad. He had treated her so badly in the past, but she repaid him with kindness.

"I'm sorry..." Murong Huan lowered his head and said, "When I was little, I saw my mother crying alone because my father favored my concubines. I thought they had taken my father away...so...I'm never nice to you...I'm sorry..."

"I know everything..." Murong Lan's eyes also turned red. She was actually resentful in her heart, but this resentment had disappeared when Prince An's Mansion suffered a disaster.

"Big sister, let everything in the past disappear like smoke. From now on, we are still good sisters..."

"You really... don't blame me?" Murong Huan raised her little face, her eyes blurred with tears.

Murong Lan shook her head, tears streaming down her face. "Big sister, you are the only relative I have..."

Murong Huan could no longer hold back, and tears poured out like a raging flood...