A five-year-old goddess, raised to become an emperor for all time through a bronze mirror.

Seeing this, the guards stepped forward without hesitation; like wolves and tigers, they quickly grabbed Nian Nian's arms and shoulders and dragged her away.

Terrified, Niannian struggled desperately while shouting at the top of her lungs, "I'm innocent! Father Nanxing, save me!"

Waaaaah... As expected, what's portrayed in TV dramas is actually quite realistic!

However, her piercing screams echoed throughout the magnificent Phoenix Palace, but no one present was moved; not a single person was willing to step forward and offer her any help.

The Empress snorted coldly, "Go ahead and scream! No one can save you!" She's really spoiled by Pei Nanxing; she truly doesn't know who's superior!

Before long, Niannian was ruthlessly pressed down by the guards onto that cold, hard torture bench.

At this moment, she was like a lamb to the slaughter, powerless to fight back.

When she looked up, her gaze fell on the red lacquered stick that the guard was holding tightly, and she gasped in shock—the head of the stick was covered with a dense array of steel nails.

Moreover, these steel nails were stained with mottled bloodstains, making them look horrifying.

Nian Nian was terrified to the extreme, and she couldn't help but make a "gurgling" sound in her throat as she swallowed hard.

She knew very well that if that stick came down, the consequences would be absolutely unimaginable.

Just then, Niannian suddenly mustered her courage and struggled with all her might to get off the torture bench, trying to break free of her restraints and escape this terrible place.

Unfortunately, her resistance was futile against the strong and powerful guards.

Immediately afterwards, two old women with fierce faces strode forward;

One person held down one of her legs, while the other grabbed her hair tightly, and together they forcefully pressed Niannian back onto the torture bench.

Seeing that escape was hopeless, Niannian had no choice but to change her strategy, adopting a pleading tone and desperately begging those people:

"Please, please let me go! Let me go! I have plenty of money... If you'll let me go, I'll give you all my money, okay?"

As soon as the words were spoken, a fleeting, almost imperceptible look of hesitation flashed in the eyes of one of the Zhang nannies.

Nian Nian, who had been keeping a close eye on them, instantly and keenly caught this subtle change;

A surge of hope welled up in my heart, as if I had suddenly seen a ray of dawn in the darkness.

So she didn't hesitate to take the opportunity to offer more benefits, trying to persuade these people to let her go.

"You should all know very well that my father is the dignified Prince of Nanxing! And as his daughter, the number of shops I manage is beyond imagination!"

"If you spare me today, I will reward you handsomely in the future!" Niannian said urgently, her eyes full of pleading and expectation.

Just then, as Zhang Mama, who had just loosened her grip on Niannian's hair, was about to make a move, another Mama, Li Mama, suddenly spoke up to remind her:

"Old Zhang, don't believe this little brat's sweet talk! If things are exposed and the Empress finds out, we'll be in deep trouble!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Mama, who had already begun to waver, suddenly changed her expression.

The hand that had just loosened tightened again, gripping Niannian's hair tightly and pulling it downwards without any mercy.

In an instant, a piercing pain shot through her scalp, causing Nian Nian to let out a painful groan—"Hiss!"

However, at this moment, Nian Nian had no time to pay attention to the excruciating pain.

Because she stared wide-eyed in terror as the thick wooden stick rose high, about to smash down on her.

At this critical moment, suddenly, two sharp and piercing sounds of air being torn apart rang out.

Immediately afterwards, several arrows flew out from behind like lightning, heading straight for the guard holding the wooden stick.

In the blink of an eye, those flying arrows accurately pierced the guard's chest;

The powerful impact caused the guard to cough up blood on the spot, followed by a dull thud.

The guard was struck as if by a heavy hammer, his body flying backward before crashing heavily to the ground.

As he fell, the wooden stick he was holding tightly rolled to the side as if it had lost control, making a crisp rolling sound.

This sudden turn of events terrified the two old women. They didn't care about anything else and turned to run away as fast as they could.

However, before they had taken a long step, two flashes of cold light appeared, and two sharp arrows came hurtling towards them like lightning.

"what!!"

"what!!!"

Two screams rang out, and the two old women fell to the ground, their blood quickly staining the surrounding ground red.

Niannian quietly turned her head, and what she saw was Pei Nanxing.

He sat firmly atop a tall, magnificent horse, looking dashing and heroic, but his hand, gripping the bowstring tightly, trembled slightly, as if he had just experienced a fierce battle.

Pei Nanxing's expression was unusually solemn, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes revealed a hint of panic that he could not hide.

Nian Nian looked closely and was suddenly surprised to find that her father's temples had grown a few strands of white hair.

The white hairs fluttered gently in the wind, appearing particularly striking. Her heart skipped a beat, and she stood up shakily;

Just as Niannian was about to speak, a gust of cold wind swept by, chilling her to the bone.

Then, she could no longer hold back and sneezed several times in a row.

"Ah Qiu~ Ah Qiu..." Niannian sneezed while rubbing her nose, her heart filled with lingering fear.

The situation just now was extremely dangerous. If her father hadn't arrived in time, she probably would have lost her life.

Thinking of this, Nian Nian couldn't help but feel a surge of relief...

Pei Nanxing's face was so gloomy it seemed like it could drip water. Without saying a word, he draped a thick robe over Nian Nian's shoulders.

Although his movements were gentle, his taut lips and cold eyes sent chills down one's spine.

Then, he held Niannian's hand tightly and strode straight toward Fengyi Palace with firm and powerful steps.

"Niannian, don't be afraid, Daddy is here! Daddy will take you to get justice!" Pei Nanxing's voice was deep and full of authority, echoing in the air like muffled thunder.

His menacing demeanor startled even the guards stationed at the entrance of Fengyi Palace.