The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

But Xie Zhiyan turned around and walked out, pretending not to see it.

"Sir, there's another woman outside the door clamoring to see you!"

"she says……"

The person who reported it looked embarrassed and hesitated to speak.

Xie Zhiyan's face was gloomy, and he was very impatient: "Speak!"

"She said she likes you and doesn't want to enter the imperial selection."

"She also said...she wanted to marry you..."

"I'll ask you to go to my house and ask for marriage..."

The subordinate's back was covered in cold sweat and he couldn't say the rest of the words.

Xie Zhiyan looked at his subordinate kneeling on the ground, and the smile on his lips turned cold: "You have to report such a trivial matter?"

"But...but that woman claimed to be Wang Guilan, the daughter of the Minister of Justice, Wang Anping."

"My subordinates can't drive him away, and they can't touch him either. I really don't know what to do."

Soon, Xie Zhiyan's bone-chilling voice came from above his head.

He said, "If you can't touch them, then chase them out with sticks."

Before leaving, he added, "Keep it away!"

Seeing this, Li Wanqing in the hall finally relaxed a little.

She thought that he treated her differently from other women.

Zhao Hu shook his head and tutted several times: "Our Lord, you really are as unsympathetic and unkind as ever!"

"What a pity for all these peach blossoms in full bloom!"

As he spoke, he nudged Zhang Long beside him with his elbow and whispered, "Hey, what kind of woman can win over our master, this flower of high mountain?"

Zhang Long immediately thought of the indescribable scene in the prison just now.

He coughed lightly a few times and said nothing.

Zhao Hu said to himself, "I think it has to be a lady from a noble family like Miss Li..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Li Wanqing coming out, so he stood up and went to see her off with a smile.

Zhang Long shook his head in disapproval.

Perhaps, his family members just like wild things in their nature...

……

Xie Zhiyan stood in the dark cell, looking at Jiang Wantang in the torture room from afar. The expression on his face could not be seen clearly in the dim environment.

"Sir, the young Marquis Xiao from the Pingyang Marquis' Mansion is here." Zhang Long stepped forward and said respectfully.

Xie Zhiyan said expressionlessly, "Oh, what is he doing here?"

Zhang Long paused and said, "It's because of the Second Miss Jiang inside."

"He asked me to tell you, my Lord, that if you dare to touch her, he will never reconcile with you."

"what?!"

Xie Zhiyan raised his eyebrows in surprise: "If I remember correctly, the one who made the engagement with him was the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, right?"

Zhang Long was stunned and gave a reason that even he couldn't believe: "Maybe... I love the whole house and the whole family?"

"Oh! What a great example of loving someone so much that you love their dog too..." Xie Zhiyan sneered, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"What about the Jiang family? Is there any movement?"

Zhang Long was silent for a moment, then said, "The maidservant named Xiuzhu who was with Second Miss Jiang and Young Master Jiang had just left the residence when they were taken back by the people from the Prime Minister's Residence."

"It seems that the Jiang family doesn't intend to care about the life or death of this second young lady."

Xie Zhiyan suddenly remembered the information he had investigated yesterday:

Jiang Wantang, the second daughter of the current Prime Minister Jiang Zhixu, was sent to a remote Jiang family farm in winter when she was six years old. It has been exactly ten years since she returned to Beijing in spring.

Just a short sentence summarizes the girl's lonely first half of her life.

"Heh~" Xie Zhiyan sneered, his eyes cold.

"How ironic!"

As the legitimate daughters of the prime minister, the other two were the apple of his eye, but this one was the only one he treated like a worn-out shoe.

"Sir, this person is now in the Dali Temple. He cannot be tried or moved. What should we do with him?" Zhang Long asked.

Xie Zhiyan said calmly, "Just take good care of her."

"But this is a prison after all. We can't detain them without evidence."

"Why not do a favor and let Young Marquis Xiao take the person back?"

Xie Zhiyan showed disdain: "Why do I need his favor?"

"Go out and send them away."

Zhang Long was surprised and said, "Yes."

After saying that, he took the order and left.

Xie Zhiyan walked into the torture chamber. Jiang Wantang looked at him coldly and the first thing he said was, "Where is Yun Shang?"

Xie Zhiyan looked at her with interest and said jokingly, "You really care about her."

"If you have this much free time, you might as well worry about yourself."

"What do you mean, sir?" Jiang Wantang asked.

"The Jiang family has given up on you. Now you don't have any honor guard behind you."

Jiang Wantang narrowed her peach blossom eyes slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Oh~"

"so what?"

Xie Zhiyan moved closer, leaning over to look at her, his eyes dark and deep: "You... aren't you unwilling?"

The latter's eyes were pure and clear, and his tone was calm: "I've long been used to it."

Xie Zhiyan was stunned and didn't say anything.

He looked at the woman in front of him, who was both weak and tough in a room full of torture instruments. For some reason, he felt a trace of pity in his heart.

Jiang Wantang had lost her patience to continue playing along with him.

She reached out and grabbed the corner of Xie Zhiyan's wide sleeve, looked at him angrily, and asked again, "Where is Yun Shang?"

"What did you do to her?"

Xie Zhiyan lowered his eyes and looked at the small, white hand that was clutching his sleeve, his thoughts becoming somewhat complicated.

"Don't worry, I didn't touch her."

Jiang Wantang let go of his hand and looked at him coldly, "We've answered everything we should. I wonder when Master Xie is going to let us go?"

"Now."

"I will personally... take you back."

After saying that, Xie Zhiyan turned around and walked out.

Jiang Wantang's pupils were slightly stunned, and she looked at his back, somewhat incredulous.

You have to know that there is a huge difference between them going back by themselves and having the Dali Temple Minister Xie Zhiyan personally send them back.

He is...

For a moment, Jiang Wantang couldn't understand what he was going to do.

But she wouldn't believe that Xie Zhi had any good intentions in holding the banquet.

The carriage rumbled along as it drove towards the Prime Minister's residence.

As soon as Jiang Wantang got off the carriage, she heard Jiang Zhixu's angry curses coming from the mansion.

"Humph, she still has the nerve to come back!"

"It would be great if I could just die outside!"

Jiang Wantang looked at Jiang Zhixu, who angrily walked to the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, sneered, and said coldly, "I've disappointed my father."

"Rebellious girl, you have no self-control and don't care about the face of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Don't blame me for being cruel!"

"Someone, take her in and beat her to death with sticks!" Jiang Zhixu said angrily.

"Prime Minister Jiang is truly so majestic..."

"You're actually calling for the death of your own daughter!"

"I've never seen that before!"

Xie Zhiyan lifted the curtain and slowly stepped down from the carriage...