The Villain is Reborn! Princess Zhan goes on a killing spree in the capital

Su Jian's words were like the sound of nature to Ji Xue. She turned her head quickly and looked at her adoptive father at the steps with shining eyes.

Just in time.

"Your Highness, my family is here to pick me up. Goodbye." Ji Xue said this and rushed down the stairs to run away, but King Zhan raised his hand and grabbed her collar.

Ji Xue turned around and saw that Zhan Wang replied to Su Jian nonchalantly: "You're welcome, Prime Minister Su." Ji Xue tried to break free, but Zhan Wang was clearly pinching her collar with two fingers, and Ji Xue couldn't pull it back at all. If she used more force, the collar might tear.

He's already seriously poisoned, so why is he still so strong?

Ji Xue turned her beautiful watery eyes to Su Jian. It was broad daylight and the world was clear. A stranger was bullying your so-called beloved daughter like this. As her stepfather, wouldn't it be appropriate for her not to do something?

Please take her away quickly.

Su Jian seemed not to notice her pleading eyes, and he bowed to the War King: "Your Highness, the War King, it is a blessing for Dongchu and the court that you can return. I wonder if you are in any serious condition now?"

"I am in trouble." The War King nodded expressionlessly.

Su Jian's usually elegant and gentle expression froze for a moment, and then he asked with concern: "Is there anything I can help you with? I will definitely do my best."

"It's true." The War King replied bluntly.

Su Xiang's mouth twitched slightly, but he still asked sincerely: "Excuse me, is there anything I can do for the War King?"

"This king needs a wedding." Zhan Wang exerted a little force, and Ji Xue, who was originally one step below Zhan Wang, was pulled back to his side and fought side by side with him: "Is Prime Minister Su willing to give up your love?"

A wedding for good fortune?

Give up?

Ji Xue's eyes widened. Jun Wuzui had learned bad habits. Ji Xue had only lied about being the Princess of Zhan, but the Zhan King had actually asked her to bring him happiness! Was this a distortion of human nature, or a moral decline?

Su Jian was also shocked. He usually kept his emotions to himself and always looked gentle and humble, but these words really caught him off guard.

Although Su Jian did not witness the events at the Princess's Mansion in person, he had already sent his followers to report any progress while he was hiding in the front hall.

He knew that King Zhan looked at Su Jixue differently, but he didn't know that he had such a plan.

"If Prince Zhan is interested in my daughter, he should find someone to propose to her." Su Jian pondered for a moment and said, "The daughter of the Prime Minister will never be a concubine." This is the reputation of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and it is also for sale at a price.

"That's right." The War King had no objection.

Uh……

A wedding to bring good luck turns into a marriage proposal?

Ji Xue turned her eyes to look at the War King, then at Su Jian, wondering if the two of them had considered the opinions of the parties involved. She had said that before just to gain leverage. She rolled her eyes and began to challenge him, "Words are not enough. There must be some token. The War King can take a look at the fragments on the ground."

The heirloom of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery can be used as a reference. Don't think you can do whatever you want by grabbing her by the collar. The War Prince must have been seeking revenge for Ji Xue's previous claim to be the War Prince's Consort. There's no such thing as a token of love.

Ji Xue stretched out her hand directly in front of the War King and asked for it with confidence.

It's not too late for the War King to take back his words now.

"Give."

A dark jade plate was placed in Ji Xue's palm, with a large word "war" carved on it.

Ji Xue was startled and looked up at the War King.

He really gave it to me!

And it was the War King's Order, a hot potato. It was akin to the Emperor's Sword. If the War King himself were to come, it would be even more important to his soldiers than the Tiger Tally. This must be something the Emperor of East Chu had always dreamed of.

The surprise (fright) came unexpectedly, and Ji Xue was about to return it without a second thought: "This is too valuable, I shouldn't..."

But before Ji Xue could finish her words, she was interrupted by the War King: "There is nothing wrong with the future Princess Zhan."

After saying this, Prince Zhan released the hand that was holding Ji Xue and said goodbye coldly: "I am not feeling well, so I will go back to the mansion first." He turned around and walked into the gate of Prince Zhan's mansion without waiting for the two to respond.

The figure in the fire fox cloak quickly disappeared around the corner of the screen wall, and only one order was heard: "Chuyi, escort Prime Minister Su's wife back to the palace for me."

"Yes!"

Everything happened in a flash, leaving Ji Xue no chance to refuse.

He is so cruel!

"Jixue, ask for the Zhan Wang Ling as your father..." As soon as the Zhan Wang left, Su Jian directly asked for the Zhan Wang Ling from his daughter.

"Father wants to take a look too, right?" Ji Xue waved the War King's Order in front of Su Jian before putting it away. "This is proof of the unwavering bond between my daughter and the War King."

The words "love is stronger than gold" were said with gnashing teeth.

Ji Xue may not want this thing, but no one else can take it away.

Su Jian choked up. He had wanted to help His Majesty get the War King's Order back. But Ji Xue's words, "Love is stronger than gold," really shocked Su Jian. Should he mention Su Jixue's position in the War King's heart again?

"Is Miss Su really the future Princess Zhan?"

"The rumors are not to be believed. It was said before that the person the War King hated the most was Miss Su."

"Didn't you say before that Miss Su was greedy for my sister's marriage? Look at that dragon-tortoise auspicious pattern pendant, that's not the case at all! Three years ago, when Master Lu went to war, Miss Su Er still hadn't returned home!"

……

There were all kinds of discussions along the way.

Su Jian and Ji Xue sat at the two ends of the carriage. Su Jian didn't speak, and neither did Ji Xue.

Ji Xue had just wanted to get away quickly, not actually return to the Prime Minister's residence. But Su Jixue still had someone she hadn't let go of in the residence, and Ji Xue had to protect her. Su Jixue had been confined to a side courtyard, with only her personal maid, Molan, by her side. Molan had been instrumental in Su Jixue's escape, and before her death, she feared she would bring disaster upon this maid.

"Can the head wound be cured?" In the carriage, Su Jian was the first to speak. He looked at Ji Xue with concern and said, "I have already asked someone to invite the imperial physician. You are the girl I taught myself, so you are definitely closer to me. This time, it was my negligence that caused Ji Xue to suffer."

Ji Xue felt disdainful. This oversight wasn't a momentary one. It had accumulated over time, ever since Su Mingyue arrived. Yet, her body still had the instinctive emotions of its former owner, and her eyes immediately turned red. That was Su Jixue's deepest grievance, a grievance that only grew worse when it was seen.

In Su Jixue's memories, there were images of a lovely little girl, held lovingly by her father, taught stroke by stroke. There was also the time when Su Jian held her aloft, riding a horse with a human head amidst the lantern festivals, and Shen Shi scolded her coquettishly. Her father was the pillar of the Prime Minister's household, and once a shield from the wind and rain in Su Jixue's heart. After all, those childhood memories could not be false, yet at some point, their relationship drifted apart, leaving only her mother to care for her.

The dense web woven by family affection made it impossible for the proud girl to break free, so she still held on to a glimmer of hope even though she knew that everything was an illusion.

Ji Xue lowered her eyes and remained silent, twisting her fingers together, afraid that she would not be able to control herself and want to hit someone.

Ever since Su Jixue knew her identity, she has been walking on thin ice in the Prime Minister's Mansion and has always felt that she owed the Prime Minister's Mansion.

But Su Jixue was wrong.

It's not that Su Jixue owes the Prime Minister's Mansion, but that the Prime Minister's Mansion owes Su Jixue.

Su Jian asked for the opportunity to raise Su Jixue himself.