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Meng Jiao didn't know that behind the carriage was Zhan Nanchu, who was staring at her with a death gaze.

She was speechless at the moment about the crazy Xie Siyuan. This guy was out of his mind. He actually said that he liked her and wanted her to be his queen.

She also expressed it very clearly, it was enough for her to have Zhan Nanchu accompany her.

But who knew that this guy actually started to talk nonsense that Zhan Nanchu had bad intentions towards her. Nonsense, she is not stupid. She would only worry if he did not have any romantic feelings for her, okay?

Not wanting to waste time talking to him, Meng Jiao waved at him, signaling him to look down at her.

Xie Siyuan pursed his lips stubbornly, not understanding why she didn't want to be his queen. He knew that she had said since she was a child that she wanted to be with him for the rest of her life. He couldn't guarantee that for anyone else in the world, but he could.

He walked towards her awkwardly, mumbling something but couldn't help looking at her.

"what?"

Meng Jiao then realized that this guy had grown so tall in the past six months. She could only reach his shoulders now.

Purple flashed in her eyes, and Meng Jiao took the opportunity to reach out and bury the seed into Xie Siyuan's cerebral cortex.

Before he could even give a verbal hint, Zhan Nanchu raised his hand angrily and slapped Xie Siyuan on the head.

The palm wind mixed with internal force was clearly intended to smash Xie Siyuan to pieces.

"Fuck!"

Seeing this, Meng Jiao hurriedly pulled Xie Siyuan, whose eyes were lifeless, aside. Xie Siyuan suddenly felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

There was no time to explain. Meng Jiao watched Zhan Nanchu look at her with hurt eyes, and then he went forward to kill Xie Siyuan despite her attempts to stop him.

"Brother! Stop it!"

Zhan Nanchu froze in his motion of raising his hand, and slowly turned around to look at her with red eyes.

"You're going to stop me? For him?"

Seeing that the soldiers brought by Xie Siyuan had surrounded them, Meng Jiao sighed and quickly held Zhan Nanchu's hand tightly, explaining to them,

"Your master is not feeling well, send him back to the palace quickly."

"Let's see who dares!"

A group of people looked at Xie Siyuan lying on the ground, not knowing whether to care or not. Meng Jiao then realized that this group of people did not seem to be worried about Xie Siyuan, but were instead surrounding Zhan Nanchu, fearing that he would be seen by others.

Well, I worried for nothing.

"Zhan Nanchu! You yell at me again!"

Meng Jiao knew that Zhan Nanchu was not very rational at the moment, but the little emperor was not guilty of death yet. She couldn't let him be accused of regicide because of a small misunderstanding.

Zhan Nanchu was stunned by the yelling, and his heart seemed to be torn apart. Just, are you going to protect him like this?

Seeing him like this, Meng Jiao gave up her original intention of dressing up to accompany him to watch the lanterns. Although she felt sorry for him, he didn't trust her too much.

"Go back home, I have something to tell you."

After saying this, he turned around and didn't even glance at Zhan Nanchu.

Zhan Nanchu's anger instantly disappeared, and an unprecedented panic swept over his body. He hurriedly chased after Meng Jiao and tried to grab her hand, but was thrown away.

"Jiaojiao, brother is not mean to you, you..."

Unexpectedly, Meng Jiao ignored him and walked towards the backyard.

The two walked away from each other, and the soldiers looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"What should I do? The prince is gone. Should I help him?"

"Help me, I think the prince can't beat the princess."

"That's true. Then help..."

A group of people quickly helped Xie Siyuan back to the carriage and drove towards the palace.

On the other side, Zhan Nanchu followed Meng Jiao back to the backyard, thinking over and over again in his mind all the things Meng Jiao would say.

Are you trying to say that you are disgusting and coveting the girl you raised?

Or should I sever all ties with myself and forget about the world?

Or, tell him that she has always regarded him as a brother and ask him not to have any unreasonable expectations.

The more he thought about it, the redder his eyes became. He tried to grab Meng Jiao's hand again and again, but was pushed away again and again.

It hurts so much, Jiaojiao, look back at your brother, really, I can hardly breathe...

Meng Jiao took off her fox fur coat, tied her hair up behind her head, and casually threw a sword to Zhan Nanchu.

"Come on, have a fight, and the winner will promise the loser a request."

Upon hearing this, Zhan Nanchu's eyes lit up and he looked at Meng Jiao expectantly.

"Any request, is it okay?"

Meng Jiao nodded, took out another sword and stabbed at Zhan Nanchu.

Zhan Nanchu barely managed to avoid it, but his clothes were still torn. He looked at Meng Jiao in surprise.

"Jiaojiao?"

Meng Jiao remained silent and continued to attack him. Each move was not a joke, and the tip of her sword pointed directly at his chest.

Seeing this, the fire that had been rekindled in Zhan Nanchu's heart gradually died down. Was she really disgusted with him? Was she disgusted with him so much that she wanted to kill him?

He passively received every move she made, but his body became weaker and weaker, and the two villains in his mind kept fighting and struggling.

Let her go, she doesn't love you. As long as she is happy, you will be happy. Isn't that what you said?

Why should you let her go? You raised her with your own hands. You share the same suffering and are inseparable. You should be together for the rest of your lives. She can only be yours!

As Meng Jiao continued to beat him, the anger in her chest gradually subsided. She was satisfied only when she saw that his clothes were torn into tatters. She told him not to trust her.

Just as he was about to stop, Zhan Nanchu put down the sword in his hand and threw it to the ground.

"you win."

Meng Jiao managed to pull it back, but she still managed to cut a big hole in his shirt on his chest.

"Plop", a purple purse fell to the ground as the clothes broke.

Zhan Nanchu hurriedly picked it up and patted it with a distressed look on his face, but then he thought to himself that he might not be able to give it away.

Meng Jiao was a little curious, but she was sure that it was definitely given to her.

"Can I make a request now?"

Zhan Nanchu did not refute. His expression was blank for a moment, as if something had silently shattered and left him.

"I want you to trust me forever and never doubt me again."

Zhan Nanchu was in a trance and at a loss, his soul wandering somewhere unknown.

"it is good."

Meng Jiao was so angry that she was about to burst into tears. What did he mean by this? She stood on tiptoe and yelled into his ear.

"What are you talking about! Say you won't doubt me again! Say it! Otherwise I will never talk to you again!"

Zhan Nanchu stared at Meng Jiao with eyes wide open, incredulously, his eyes revealing surprise and bewilderment.

"Is this Jiaojiao's request?"

Meng Jiao kicked him and went back to her room angrily.

"Fuck you, forget it!"

The light in his eyes was like a star lighting up a lamp. He didn't have time to figure out the whole situation, and he was already chasing after Meng Jiao.

Meng Jiao had only taken two steps when Zhan Nanchu suddenly pulled her back into his arms, wrapping her tightly in his arms, as if she was his whole world.

"I will always be loyal to you, trust you, and love you. Jiaojiao, please don't leave your brother. Please."

Meng Jiao struggled but couldn't move. How did he know that she didn't want him? Her aggrieved tone made people think she was bullying him.

"You stood in the yard in the middle of winter and froze me to death. It really hurt me."

Upon hearing this, Zhan Nanchu hurriedly picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, muttering sorry all the time.

The cold wind blew slowly along the road, and Zhan Nanchu gradually regained some of his rationality.

He stood by the bed nervously twisting his fingers until he put the person into bed.

"Jiaojiao, isn't it because Xie Siyuan said that I have ulterior motives towards you that you dislike me?"