The beloved little princess arrives, and the evil ghost howls for mercy!

Chapter 171 Clearing A Niang’s Name

Du Jingming suddenly turned his head, and his somewhat cloudy eyes became particularly clear.

There was a deep chill in his eyes.

"Princess Chang Luo, my lord is the bloodline of the high priest of Tianshu City, and is the future master of Tianshu City!"

"Evil?"

Du Jingming suddenly sneered.

"Even the seventh prince who is only five years old knows something. Is Princess Chang Luo a princess of a country, or is it that the princess who is about to marry our Donghuang doesn't know it?"

Princess Chang Luo suppressed her uneasiness and spoke coldly.

"I really don't know, princess. After all, how can a princess compare to a prince?"

Du Jingming chuckled.

"Since you don't know, don't talk nonsense! When Princess Xuanling took Laochan's class, she didn't dare to speak out unless she was completely sure!"

Princess Chang Luo: "..."

Chang Huaiyuan hurriedly bowed his hands and stood beside Princess Chang Luo and spoke.

"Mr. Du, please calm down. It's because the emperor's sister was speechless for a moment. I hope Mr. Du will forgive the emperor's sister this time."

Princess Chang Luo was so angry that her face was livid.

But at this moment, she returned to her senses.

She shouldn't raise an issue at this time, it will only make her feel guilty.

but……

The words have been spoken...

When Princess Chang Luo was in a state of confusion, she suddenly looked at Chang Huaiyuan, who bowed his hands and spoke for her, and felt a little at ease.

She pursed her lips, lowered her head, and apologized respectfully.

"Master Du, Chang Luo is speechless, but you are so understanding."

Du Jingming didn't look at her, but spoke coldly.

"If Princess Chang Luo and His Highness Seventh Prince sincerely apologize, then they should apologize to Princess Fu Jin. The person being slandered is not an old man, but the three-year-old Princess Fu Jin."

Princess Chang Luo: "..."

Chang Huaiyuan apologized very nonchalantly.

"Yan Bao, I'm sorry. You're not evil. It was the emperor's sister who was in a hurry and made a mistake. Can you...can you forgive the emperor's sister?"

Princess Chang Luo suppressed the resentment and murderous intention in her heart, lowered her head and spoke softly and timidly.

"Yanbao, I'm sorry. It's Sister Chang Luo who's wrong. Can you please forgive Sister Chang Luo just once?"

Before Xiao Yanbao could speak, Ji Wuchen had already fluttered his sleeves.

The moment he flicked his sleeves, all the civil and military ministers in the court became nervous.

This person has too much aura and seems to be sinister and hard to talk to.

Sure enough, the next second, Princess Chang Luo was blown away like a broken sack.

Chang Huaiyuan was shocked.

"Queen!"

Master Shu couldn't believe it and was furious.

"presumptuous!"

Ji Wuchen said nothing and waved his sleeves again.

Master Shu and Princess Chang Luo were thrown away and hit the dragon column in Xuande Hall.

"puff!"

The two opened their mouths and spurted blood one after another.

Ji Wuchen turned around slowly. He was obviously far away, but his dark and cold voice seemed to be in their ears.

"Bullying my daughter in front of me, ha!"

After finishing his words, Ji Wuchen waved his sleeves again.

Princess Chang Luo and Master Shu, who fell to the ground, were thrown away again.

He fell heavily to the ground again, spitting out blood.

Chang Huaiyuan turned pale with fright, and he knelt down in front of Ji Wuchen with a plop.

"Ji... Head of the family, I beg you to be noble and spare Sister Huang and Master Shu this time."

"Master Ji, please."

When Ji Wuchen was about to flutter his sleeves again, Xiao Yanbao suddenly hugged his neck tightly.

"Dad, when grandma was scolded by the cane, Yan Bao also begged to harm his aunt like brother Huaiyuan..."

Ji Wuchen's heart throbbed suddenly.

It seemed that time was going back at that moment, and he saw little Yan Bao kneeling on the ground, with tears in his eyes begging for mercy from the dead Yang Chaoyun, begging her to let his Awan go.

such a pity!

Yang Chaoyun is dead!

She died too soon!

He came too late!

Xiao Yanbao's voice was a little bitter.

"Dad, Brother Huaiyuan is right, and so is Auntie. Others are wrong."

Ji Wuchen understood what his daughter meant. His heart ached and he gently hugged his daughter tighter.

The third time they rolled their sleeves, Princess Chang Luo and Master Shu fell to the ground for the third time. They spurted blood for the third time, and their consciousness was almost blurred.

The fourth time his sleeves floated, like the shadow of a lake, his long, slender, well-jointed hands were finally exposed, and then slowly fell onto the shoulders of Chang Huaiyuan, who was kneeling in front of him.

The heart of the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty shrank.

The Ji family mainly targets the seventh prince of Xixuan Kingdom?

This……

This is not possible.

If the seventh prince dies in Xuande Hall, the duplicitous Xi Xuanguo will definitely take the opportunity to send troops.

The so-called good relationship between Qin and Jin is just a symptom of the two countries.

If there is really a chance to cannibalize the other party, whether it is Donghuang or Xixuan, or Nanxiang and Beiyuan, the leaders of the four countries will not hesitate to take action.

The close relatives of flesh and blood, the love between brothers and sisters, these are not worth mentioning in the face of national interests.

But now is not the best time for Donghuang to send troops.

Donghuang and Nanxiang only had a truce four years ago. The treasury is empty and needs a few more years of rest.

The first person to plead for mercy was Du Jingming, who was closest.

"Master Ji, think twice."

As soon as the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs heard Master Du speak, he immediately echoed.

"Yes, Master Ji, think twice."

"Princess Chang Luo is certainly at fault, but...but..."

Ji Wuchen looked over quietly, without any emotion in his eyes.

"But how?"

At that moment, the ministers did not dare to say another word.

Xiao Yanbao frowned and let out a breath.

"You misunderstood. Daddy didn't want to touch Brother Huaiyuan. Daddy wanted to pull him up."

Ji Wuchen suddenly lowered his head and looked at Xiao Yanbao in his arms.

Xiao Yanbao blinked, and his big, watery eyes were translucent, as if thousands of stars were falling down. He especially liked this pair of eyes, making them shine and be infinitely gorgeous.

Ji Wuchen chuckled.

"Yan Bao knows what dad is thinking?"

Xiao Yanbao smiled softly, his big eyes filled with tears because he thought about the tragic death of his grandma, but now he smiled very happily when he looked at his alive father.

"I know, because Yan Bao is daddy's daughter. Yanbao can tell whether daddy is angry or wants to kill bad guys."

After all, she is so powerful!

The smile on Ji Wuchen's lips deepened, and his dark eyes were filled with smiles.

He smiled lovingly and praised his baby girl.

"Yan Bao is so amazing."

Xiao Yanbao's cheeks turned red in embarrassment after being praised.

But a pair of big eyes are brighter.

Ji Wuchen took advantage of the situation and grabbed Chang Huaiyuan's collar by his shoulders, lifted him up and placed him next to him.

Chang Huaiyuan's blood almost coagulated.

The whole person was as stiff as a wooden sculpture.

Seeing that he was so frightened, Xiao Yanbao hurriedly slipped out of Ji Wuchen's arms and hugged him gently.

"Brother Huaiyuan, it's okay. Daddy just wants to pull you up. Don't be afraid."

Feng Xiaowu ran over.

"Okay, okay, he is a man, and he can't do it if he is scared. Then stop being a man and be a crybaby! Yan Bao, is your mother-in-law really the high priest of Tianshu City?"

Xiao Yanbao looked at Ji Wuchen, then nodded heavily.

"Yes!"

Feng Xiaowu: "But didn't the high priest of Tianshu City marry to Nanxiang Kingdom and become the queen of Nanxiang Kingdom?"

Xiao Yanbao took a breath.

"That might be my sister or sister! Just like..."

Feng Xiaowu quickly looked at Feng Erli and Feng Sanlie.

"It's like two-pot and three-pot."

Feng Xiaowu: "..."

The Minister of Civil and Military Affairs of the Manchu Dynasty: "..."

So, are there really two high priests in this world?

Du Jingming spoke firmly.

"There has always been only one high priest in Tianshu City, named Ji Yunwan!"