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

Jiang An got a lot of useful information from Huo Lang's rambling.

For example, if her body was poisoned, or if she was certain to die,

And her father was the prince who was the guardian of the Nanshang Kingdom. Although he was given the title of guardian of the country, the ancestral temple recorded him as the king who was shoulder to shoulder.

The place where she is now is Chongzhou, a major frontier fortress of southern business.

Nanshang has a large territory, with three border states connecting two small countries and one big country - Dongli.

The King of Zhen is the general who guards the border...

And her cheap father has been looking for her with his men for three years...

Jiang An yawned loudly as Huo Lang continued to flatter the King of Zhen.

I am a little curious about her cheap father.

Hu Yan, who was sitting nearby, had a flash of surprise in his eyes.

The young lady they just found is very smart despite her young age.

Apart from complaining about Huo Lang being too noisy at the beginning, he didn't say a word.

But Huo Lang, that fool, was so stupid that he almost revealed all the prince's ancestors.

"My lord..."

"I have seen the prince..."

"Ah."

From the outer courtyard came the voice of a servant greeting.

This sound successfully shut up Holland, and he swallowed his saliva in fear.

Ah, I was so engrossed in talking to the young lady that I forgot I sneaked in!

Hu Yan stood up from his chair, patted the non-existent wrinkles on his blue shirt, and glanced at the fool who was so anxious that he was running around and even trying to escape through the window. He spoke lightly, "If you can run away from the monk, you can also run away from the temple..."

"I'm afraid someone has already informed the prince as soon as we entered the palace."

The footsteps outside the house are getting closer, and there is more than one person...

Huo Lang slowly put down the window in his hand and stood back in front of the bed with a normal expression.

There was a clanging sound, it was the armor hitting the blue bricks.

The door was opened, and a boot followed the owner's steps in.

Huo Lang knelt on one knee very attentively, and pointed his hand at the fox standing beside him.

Under the fox-like gaze, he forced a tearful expression on his dark face.

"Your Highness, the military advisor forced me to come here,"

“I rejected them all…”

Jiang An, who was sitting on the bed hugging the corner of the quilt, was staring at the door. His eyes suddenly brightened. He looked at Huo Lang's kneeling back and sighed in his heart.

I didn't expect you to be such a person.

What a big drama.

Love to watch!

There was a creaking sound, which was the sound of the door closing again.

"If Hu Yan can persuade you, I won't have to spend money from my account every month to buy rare medicinal herbs..."

The man's voice was cold and deep. It was clearly a casual joke, but the pressure in it made people feel nervous.

How could Huo Lang dare to refute? He could only bury his head even lower.

At this moment, his big body kneeling there looked even more pitiful.

"Get up."

"Yes!"

The visitor simply did not intend to investigate further, but just approached the child sitting on the bed.

Hu Yan bowed to Jiang Jichen, then left the inner room with Huo Lang who had stood up.

Jiang An, who was sitting on the bed, allowed Jiang Jichen to look at him openly, and silently said in his heart: I am just a kid, a little kid who can only make babbling noises.

I have to say, her cheap dad is really handsome!

Perhaps because he had nothing to do at home, Jiang Jichen wore a wide robe with a loose belt around his waist. The black robe was embroidered with cloud patterns in gold thread, and a piece of mutton-fat white jade was hung on the belt. The pattern was the bamboo that scholars often used to represent elegance.

Inexplicably, she felt that this piece of jade was not worthy of the prince's temperament...

The King of Zhenguo Jiang Jichen, according to the information Huo Lang provided to her, this prince was stationed at the frontier when he was fourteen years old. The scorching sun at the frontier did not make him as dark as Huo Lang, but his skin was as white as jade. I am afraid that women would be inferior to him.

He had long dark black hair, a tall and slender figure, and a wide robe that made him look lazy and casual, but his imposing presence could not be hidden.

If you don't look into his eyes, he can be described as stunningly handsome.

But despite his good looks, he has a pair of gloomy eyes. When he looks at you, he looks like a wolf secretly preparing to attack, full of oppression.

The fierceness that comes from years of fighting on the battlefield makes people ignore the appearance of this state king...

She was looking at him, and Jiang Jichen was also looking at the little guy. The emotions in his eyes flickered, and finally returned to dead silence.

In the inner room, the adult and the child faced each other silently.

Holland poked the fox standing next to him and winked at him.

What is their prince doing?

This atmosphere, how can this be someone coming to visit their daughter? They must be here to investigate...

Jiang Jichen: "This is my palace, you are my daughter."

Thank you for telling me, I already knew it...

Jiang An nodded very obediently.

The chubby little kid on the bed grabbed his quilt and moved to a spot under the gaze of everyone in the room.

She looked at Jiang Jichen with sparkling eyes and patted the new warm spot beside the bed with her fat hands.

"Dad, sit down!"

Jiang An accepted this father, who was the first in his two lives, very quickly.

Jiang Jichen raised his eyebrows in surprise when he didn't see the fear that the child had imagined.

His evil reputation was known even in Kyoto.

The people on the border were grateful for his kindness, but they were still very scared when they saw him occasionally. Originally, he had no intention of getting too close to this child...

Moreover, this new name made Jiang Jichen feel a kind of feeling he had never felt before.

He gathered up his wide robe sleeves and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Huo Lang, go find the palace doctor and ask him to come and see the young lady."

"Yes!"

The three-year-old child is well taken care of on weekdays and looks like a fairy from heaven. She has a lot of flesh on her body, especially on her cheeks, which makes people want to poke...

Jiang An's eyes are particularly big and round, and they look particularly innocent when he looks at you.

Jiang Jichen poked her pink face with his hand wearing a black jade ring.

Soft and a little addictive...

Her father's hand was not gentle enough and almost made Jiang An stumble.

Soon, one side of her cheek turned red.

The man hid his hands in his sleeves under the little kid's aggrieved gaze.

He asked calmly, "Do you have a name? Have you ever met your mother?"

name?

Jiang An hugged his little blanket tightly, looking at his cheap father with a pair of round eyes innocently and confusedly, and his childish voice was filled with a hint of panic.

“No name card…”

"Who is the mother?"

It's not about whether there is or not, but that we don't even know who her mother is.

Jiang Jichen frowned and examined the little kid's expression.

"Do you remember where you originally lived?"

“Who is taking care of you?”

The little girl's long eyebrows were twitched, her fat face was wrinkled, and she just looked at her cheap father with her big eyes, with a look of confusion.

The little expression and the pale face of someone who had just recovered from a serious illness made him look particularly pitiful...

Hu Yan: "Your Majesty, could it be that the poison in the lady's body made her forget what happened before?"

Jiang Jichen rubbed the top of the little kid's head stiffly, and his voice softened unconsciously, "What can you still remember about your previous life..."

Jiang An's mind flashed back to the massacre in the courtyard and the fire.

He said very honestly: "It's on fire, the dark-looking man."

The little kid measured his head and said, "There is another row..."

"Head!"

Jiang Jichen met the little kid's sincere eyes, and for the first time in his life he didn't know what to say.

His eyes darkened, and the pressure on him grew heavier.

Huo Lang, who came in with the court doctor, even slowed down his steps, he was out of sheer fear!

Hu Yan also looked grim, "Could it be that he was frightened..."

He had seen the methods of these secret guards before. The servant followed the temperament of his master and was particularly bloody when he took action.

Besides, the prince himself had deep grievances with the people of Dongli, and the orders he issued were probably more than just leaving no one alive.

The secret guards failed to protect their master. If such a young child saw this scene, he would probably suffer physical pain...

Jiang Jichen lifted the baby into his arms and motioned for the court doctor to come forward and check.

"Go to the dungeon and receive your punishment: thirty lashes."

His tone was quite cold.

In response to Jiang Jichen, the tree in the yard swayed gently.