Transmigrated into the prince's only daughter, and beat up the dignitaries in the capital with

The little girl was warmed by the charcoal fire in the lobby of the inn and squinted her eyes lazily.

She still held her cheeks with her hands and swung her little feet leisurely.

I only heard the little girl say slowly: "Hurry up, don't delay your journey."

What's faster?

Before those people disguised as guests, waiters and shopkeepers could react, Jiang Si understood what his master meant.

The secret guard completely forgot the teacher's instructions before leaving and stood up suddenly.

He and Jiang Jiu looked at each other, and the latter suddenly kicked the chair of the person at the table behind him.

As the chair broke into pieces, the man reflexively drew out his scimitar and tried to chop backwards.

With this reaction speed, he must be a assassin raised by someone...

Jiang Si thought about it and pulled his master's chair away with one hand to prevent her from being hurt by mistake. He slapped the table with the other hand, causing the chopsticks to fly up.

With extremely fast hands, he grabbed a chopstick in mid-air, wrapped it with his internal force and threw it towards the man's hand holding the knife.

The wooden chopsticks turned into sharp weapons and pierced the man's hand, and the knife in his hand naturally fell to the ground.

Jiang Jiu put down his fists and turned around to give Jiang Si a sidelong glance.

have a finger in the pie!

When this scream was heard, it was like turning on some strange switch, and the entire inn suddenly became the enemy of Jiang An and his friends.

The little girl, taking advantage of her height disadvantage, could still see a bloody hand behind the open door in the kitchen...

The person hiding there should be the original owner of the inn.

She sat obediently, her round eyes sweeping over the group of people who were filled with murderous intent.

She had no fear of being ambushed. She crossed her arms over her chest and asked in a childish voice, "Are you guys free from assassinations every day?"

She spread her fat paws, "You can't hurt An An, and you'll lose manpower..."

"Hey, how much silver does it cost to train a soldier like you?"

"How about next time, you just give me some silver, and I can let you go~"

The opposing soldier: Why is this girl so talkative?

My own guy: Master, have you finished talking? I want to fight...

Jiang An tilted his head, "Why aren't you talking?"

She pouted and waved her hands, "Oh, then fight~"

After saying that, the little girl stood up, picked up the chair she was sitting on with one hand, and swung her arm to smash it over.

There was a flash of violence in Jiang Anyuan's eyes, and the suppressed emotions in his heart seemed to have found a way to vent.

The assassin dodged Jiang An's chair but failed to dodge Jiang Jiu's sword.

Jiang Sihu stood in front of his master, trying to block this bloody scene.

Jiang An: "Jiang Si, I can't see it!"

She took off her cloak, pulled a chair from somewhere, and pushed away the guards who were in the way with her fat hand.

"You fight or not, you don't fight, An An fight!"

Jiang Si pursed his lips, feeling wronged...

The next scene became that Jiang Jiu was suppressing the opponent's assassins unilaterally in the front, Jiang An was smashing them with everything he could find at hand from behind, and Jiang Si was holding the assassins down on the side and letting his master beat them.

It was strange that these assassins became particularly obedient when they fell into Jiang An's hands, and instead fought desperately against Jiang Jiu and Jiang Sishi, wanting to kill them both.

The little girl wiped the sweat from her forehead and stopped to rest for a while.

She was seen pulling the assassin's hair and said, "Tell me, was it that old bastard from your family who went to assassinate my father?"

Jiang Si's mouth twitched. He seemed to have heard Huo Lang say this 'old bastard'...

When I get back, I must tell the prince to let Huo Lang stay away from the little girl!

He just learned to act like a soldier!

"My father guards the border and does his job conscientiously every day. Did he dig up your ancestral graves or scatter your ancestors' ashes? What a huge hatred! The ghost won't go away!"

As she spoke, she clenched her fists again, punching again and again...

Jiang Si hesitated to speak, "...Master, he fainted..."

Only a little girl could knock out a murderer.

Jiang An loosened the robe in his hand and said with a curled lip, "How can you be a warrior if you are so weak?"

She patted her fat paws, feeling relieved, and said, "Let's go and continue on our journey."

Jiang Jiu: "This person, keep it?"

The little girl didn't look back, and said in a cold tone, "Kill my Nanshang people, why keep them alive?"

She took a step forward and stepped on a scimitar.

This kind of weapon is not common in Chongzhou, at least she has never seen it in her father's warehouse...

The little girl kicked and said, "Jiang Si, where are they from?"

"Master, these people should be the assassins raised by the Dongli royal family."

East Li…

The face of that beautiful sister flashed before Jiang An’s eyes. Could it be her?

At present, it seems that only this woman has a grudge against her father...

The little girl snorted and silently made a note of her in her heart.

After leaving the inn, Jiang An and his companions found horses in the stable and set off again...

Just when the three of them had passed Maozhou, the secret guards of the secret group also returned to the palace.

They surrounded the entire palace and intercepted three waves of assassins.

Xie Yunshan pinched his brows and stood side by side with Butler Sun in the front hall. He had not closed his eyes tonight!

He held the sword and crossbow taken from the assassin and looked at them over and over again, as if he was confirming something.

With a "click" sound, General Xie threw away the annoying thing.

"This is the Southern Merchant Army..."

"The person who did this was quite smart. He even knew to grind off the markings on the bow and arrow."

But this person didn't know that as long as you have been in the military camp for a long time, you can still recognize it even if there are no signs.

A look of understanding flashed across Butler Sun's old eyes, "That is to say, the three waves of assassins are all from the Southern Merchants..."

Xie Yunshan's face was gloomy. He could guess with his toenails who sent the person!

There was a sudden cry of an eagle from the sky above the palace...

A dark guard in black with his face covered flashed into the front hall, "Miss has a letter."

Steward Sun took the letter and sighed, muttering in a low voice: "If the young master knew about this... I'm afraid he would cry."

Xie Yunshan frowned, not knowing when Jiang Jichen would wake up. If the little girl came back and couldn't see her father, she would really cry...

After opening the envelope, Butler Sun's lips trembled.

Xie Yunshan leaned over and asked, "What's going on? This is...!"

He stared at the messy handwriting on the letter, which said that the little girl had already set off and was on her way back to Chongzhou!

He stammered and asked the secret guard who had not left, "How long does it take for the eagle to get from Junzhou to Chongzhou?"

Secret Guard: "One day."

One day...

In other words, Jiang An had already set off a day ago?

Just two secret guards?

General Xie found a chair for himself, sat down, and then stood up suddenly, "I'm going to the barracks to mobilize troops!"

He has to pick up the little girl!

Butler Sun was shocked, "Xie Xiao General, the garrison is not allowed to leave..."

Xie Yunshan waved his hand perfunctorily, "This general will mobilize his own soldiers, and will not use black armor."

Whoever is willing to write a letter to sue him would be the best, and then he can just execute all nine generations of his clan!