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"Grand Commandant Jiang should know what the Zhuang siblings have," Zheng Zhian said, tilting her head as she looked at Jiang Hetai, who was now completely ignoring her, and was quite pleased with herself.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hetai initially thought it was just a child's ignorance, but he was surprised that Duke Yun and the others were telling this three- or four-year-old child such things. Jiang Hetai's eyes immediately turned sinister and sharp.

Zheng Zhian smiled innocently upon seeing this, "Grand Commandant, I just want to ask, was it your daughter who did what my mother did back then? Or was it you?"

Judging from the clues uncovered during this period, the events of that year were meticulously planned, and the timing was perfect, coinciding with the time when the father wanted to consolidate power.

At that time, no one knew whether the baby in the mother's belly was a boy or a girl. The Yun family's power was already at its zenith, and the father trusted the Yun family implicitly. If the mother had given birth to a legitimate son at that time, then the future crown prince would have been a given.

The fact that the father had reclaimed power was unchangeable, so when they made a move at this time, the father, in order to stabilize the turbulent situation in the court, naturally would not take action.

That's a brilliant plan; there's no way Jiang Yingying could come up with such a scheme.

Jiang Hetai narrowed his eyes slightly, then suddenly smiled and asked, "What does the little princess think?"

Now that his men are everywhere outside, and she's sitting right here, how dare she threaten and question him so directly? Shouldn't we say that even a young punk like her is still naive, no matter how clever or intelligent she is?

She never expected that the emperor and that old scoundrel Yun would tell her all these things. She used to think that they had raised her to be too ignorant and arrogant, but now it seems that he was wrong.

Zheng Zijia listened with a furrowed brow. Although she didn't fully understand, she vaguely knew it was related to the Empress's death. Seeing that the Empress showed no fear under her maternal grandfather's intense gaze, she felt an inexplicable anger surge up to her head.

Even I sometimes don't dare to talk to my grandfather like that, so what right does she have?!

Zheng Zijia twisted the wrist holding the whip and took two steps forward, but was stopped by a look from the person on the chair next to him.

Zheng Zhian, as if he hadn't seen it, calmly replied, "That was your idea."

"How do you know?" Jiang Hetai looked at her with great interest.

Although she is a bit naive at such a young age, she has such a mature mind. If given enough time to grow, her achievements will probably be no less than her mother's, and perhaps even greater.

Seeing the undisguised murderous intent in his eyes, Zheng Zhian's heart sank, but she didn't show it on her face. "I guessed, but Jiang Yingying doesn't seem very bright. You're the better one." She chuckled after saying that, as if she were an innocent and naive child, simply stating her feelings.

"Zheng Zhian!" Zheng Zijia, already burning with anger, could no longer tolerate hearing her speak ill of his mother. "Who do you think you are, slandering my mother?" He stepped forward and lashed out with his whip, but stopped just a foot away from Zheng Zhian.

This time, her whip flew out of her hand uncontrollably. She tried to grab it with all her might, but her whole body almost flew out of control.

But the person in the gray robes stopped her with a wave of his hand.

However, Masako Yoshimi still suffered internal injuries and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Jiang Hetai's face was dark and slammed his hand heavily on the tea table beside him. "Little princess, don't you want to know why I've come here today?"

The slap shattered the tea table into pieces instantly. Zheng Zhian stretched out her legs, which were sitting cross-legged, and tapped them lightly. "I know, you want to rebel, it's so obvious, I'm not stupid." She rolled her eyes to the sky, but in her heart she began to mutter: "Dad, if you don't come soon, your dear daughter will be going to the Western Paradise!"

Jiang Hetai slowly stood up, looking at the little figure who was still leisurely swinging his legs with a dark expression. His words were clearly impatient: "Since you know, then get up and come with me to Zhongyang Palace."

The other palaces should be almost ready; it's time to go and meet the main figures.

"What if I say I don't want to go?!"

"That's not up to you." As soon as Jiang Hetai finished speaking, the gray-robed man disappeared from his spot, and in the blink of an eye, a devastatingly powerful hand appeared in front of Zheng Zhian.

Zheng Zhian relied entirely on his sixth sense honed over years of combat experience. He immediately lay back in the chair. Fortunately, he was small, otherwise his arm would have been grabbed.

Ling Fei unleashed his inner force at the man without reservation, and the two quickly stood together. Inside the hall, only the afterimages of light caused by the excessive inner force could be seen.

Danqin reacted quickly and picked her up.

'Boom~'

The roof was smashed by the two men, even more so than the large water vat in the yard. Broken pieces of wood from the roof fell rapidly, forcing the remaining people inside to quickly evacuate.

Holding the person in her arms, Danqin dodged falling logs from the roof while keeping an eye on the guards, and quickly retreated outside.

As soon as they arrived in the outer courtyard, they saw Jiang Hetai, who had already brought Zheng Zijia out, gazing thoughtfully at the roof.

This person was only recently assigned to Zheng Zhi'an's side by the emperor, and it was after that that the emperor began to distance himself from her, considering the emperor's attitude towards her and the Jiang family.

He snorted inwardly, realizing that Zheng Hongyuan had indeed been putting on an act all this time.

Zheng Zhian looked up at the roof but could only see two black afterimages on it. This person was indeed extraordinary to be able to fight Ling Fei like this.

She turned around, intending to tell Danqin to take advantage of the chaos to leave, but saw that Danqin's expression was more serious than ever before. She asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Ling Fei..." Danqin hadn't finished speaking when she quickly spun around and dodged, only to be met with Jiang Hetai's clutches as he tried to snatch her away.

Seeing that his attack had failed, Jiang Hetai pressed forward and pursued relentlessly. Since Zheng Hongyuan was prepared, things would not go so smoothly today.

We must catch this little bastard.

"Jiang Hetai, I never expected that the dignified Grand Commandant would resort to such a despicable tactic as a sneak attack!" Zheng Zhian shouted.

All she could do now was try to distract the old man, otherwise, given Danqin's strength...

Jiang Hetai didn't slow down, replying verbally.

"I call this 'all's fair in war,' and it's normal for the princess to be too young to understand."

"A sneak attack is a sneak attack, but why make it sound so high-sounding? Do you really think I'm a three-year-old who doesn't know anything?" Zheng Zhian looked at Jiang Hetai's figure with shock. This old man's skill level was far superior to Gao Danqin's.

Without showing any emotion, he continued to berate, "I wondered where Jiang Yingying learned her shamelessness from; it seems it's hereditary!"

Jiang Hetai's already gloomy face darkened even more, and his attack became even more vicious and cunning. "You little bastard, is this how Zheng Hongyuan taught you to utter such foul language?" Jiang Hetai had already approached Danqin, and although he was directly in front of her, he suddenly appeared behind her and struck her back with a palm.

Zheng Zhian's pupils suddenly dilated. "Danqin!"

Danqin, who was holding the little one in her arms, was unable to dodge in time and was thrown forward. She forcibly suppressed the metallic taste in her throat, circulated her internal energy, and controlled her body to maintain her balance so as not to fall to the ground.

Zheng Zhian had been watching Danqin's back, and seeing the figure suddenly appear, she hugged Danqin's neck tightly, circulated her inner strength, forcibly broke free from the arms around her legs, and rolled over Danqin's left shoulder to lie behind her.

She planned to use her own body to block Jiang Hetai's attack for Danqin, gambling that Jiang Hetai wouldn't dare to take her life yet.

After all, he had such a valuable asset; if he lost it, he would have no chance at all.

Jiang Hetai was truly surprised that she was so fearless at such a young age, and even more surprised that she possessed internal energy.

Once this is done, this woman must not be allowed to live.