Forced to die for his loyalty, he was reborn in the arms of the cold and cruel regent!

The calmness on Shen Mengyao's face was about to break. She moved away with a look of disgust, returned to the table and sat down with a cold expression.

"Don't tell me that."

Li Junfeng came forward and said with a playful smile: "Mengyao, I already know I was wrong, please forgive me this time."

She turned her face away and said nothing.

Li Junfeng held her hand in his own: "I was confused for a moment, don't blame me, I will stay with you tonight."

Shen Mengyao felt nauseous.

She pulled her hand back from Li Junfeng's hand, stood up, and looked at him with disgust: "Li Junfeng, don't offend me at this time. You are wrong, you are wrong. Do you think I can forgive you just by saying something casually?"

Li Junfeng was stunned by her attitude, and then a trace of anger appeared on his face: "Shen Mengyao, you..." He seemed to realize that it was not appropriate to tear each other's faces at this moment, and suppressed the anger in his heart: "In this case, then everyone should calm down."

Shen Mengyao smiled coldly, walked to the window, pushed it open, and let the night breeze rush into the room, blowing away the suffocating dullness.

"Go away! I don't want to see you now."

Li Junfeng had no plan to stay here. After all, if he took her with him, he could still ask for a good price from Qi Suian, right?

He snorted and left with a puff of sleeves.

Cuiwei, who was in the inner room, naturally heard the fierce quarrel. She came out and snorted coldly, "Young Master and his family are fed and clothed by the princess. How can you be so self-righteous and self-righteous?"

"If you are thick-skinned, you can do anything." Shen Mengyao said coldly.

She knew in her heart that now that she had exposed the other party, they might have other tricks up their sleeves, so the best thing to do was to get rid of them as soon as possible.

She asked Cuiwei to go back and rest first, and called Queyue: "I only ask you to do me a favor, follow Li Junfeng to find his house outside, and if you do it, you can return to your prince."

Queyue lowered her head and replied, "Yes!"

Her agile and light figure disappeared outside the deep courtyard wall.

The house was very stuffy, so after lunch Shen Mengyao took Cuiwei to stroll around the West Market. She wanted to see what would be a better business to do if she were to do it one day.

Besides, my brother is coming back soon, although I don’t know the exact date. We haven’t seen him for many years, so I have to prepare gifts and a welcoming banquet.

She first went to the restaurant to look at the dishes, but she was not satisfied: "These hard dishes are good, but they are not special. Is there anything better?"

The waiter put the sweat towel on his shoulders, patted his chest and boasted: "This is already the best in the capital."

Shen Mengyao handed the menu back: "Let me take another look."

"Then Madam, please take care!"

Apart from the bustling restaurant, Cuiwei asked, "Madam, do you want to entertain the young master?"

"Yes, I remember my mother cooked several dishes for us when I was a child. They tasted delicious. It's a pity that I can never eat them again." Shen Mengyao lowered her eyes, feeling sad.

She has almost forgotten her memories before the age of five.

I only remember that on a hot afternoon, when the birds were resting on the grape vines, she lay in her mother's arms, looking at the blue sky.

Mother patted her back to comfort her, and when she woke up, she stuffed a sour and sweet plum she had pickled herself into her mouth.

Cuiwei immediately comforted her: "Madam, there is still Nanny Lan. If all else fails, we can wait for the Duke to come back. The Duke will surely remember the old lady's craftsmanship."

Shen Mengyao came back to her senses and nodded slightly. When she was about to leave, a dark shadow suddenly jumped out from beside her, snatched the silver bag from her waist and ran away.

She was suddenly startled and shouted loudly: "Catch the thief."

Seeing that no one was helping her, she immediately chased after him. Cuiwei was worried and afraid, and chased after her: "Madam, stop chasing."

After chasing for two streets and seeing a deserted alley ahead, Shen Mengyao felt something was wrong. She stopped panting and planned to turn around and leave.

But she didn't expect that when she turned around, she would see a man behind her, staring at her with ill intentions.

"Oh, look at this girl with fair skin and delicate skin. This lady from a rich family is different. She is so delicate. The girls in the brothel can't compare to her at all."

Shen Mengyao felt offended and warned coldly: "Do you know my identity? I told you not to mess around."

How could the bad guy take the threat from a weak woman seriously? Instead of retreating, he moved closer with a grin on his face.

"Identity? In this alley, you are just a lamb to be slaughtered, how much is your identity worth?" The man laughed wildly, and the knife in his hand reflected a cold light in the sun.

Shen Mengyao's heart tightened. She knew she couldn't panic at this moment and had to find a way to get out. She looked around for a chance to escape, but found that there were dead ends all around her, and there were walls in front, behind, left and right.

When the man saw her frightened expression, he became more and more proud. He moved closer and closer, raising the knife higher in his hand.

"Stop!" A loud shout came from the alley, followed by a figure passing by like the wind.

It was Queyue, and she kicked the man away.

The man fought back unwillingly and the two men started fighting.

Shen Mengyao was afraid that she would become a burden to the other party, so she took the opportunity to run back. Behind her, there was a fierce fight.

But just as she reached the alley, another person suddenly appeared and blocked her way. The person seemed to know that the situation was not good, and without saying any more nonsense, he rushed towards him with a knife in hand.

Her breath choked, and she took a few steps back, leaning against the green wall behind her, looking in horror at the cold light that the man raised high.

At this critical moment, a man in a green robe jumped over from the wall. The man was agile and quick, and the sword in his hand danced like the wind, and every move was deadly.

After a while, the man could no longer hold on and fell to the ground with a scream.

There was a coldness between his brows and he put away his sword.

Shen Mengyao finally found her voice and said in shock, "Your Majesty? Thank you for saving me."

Qi Sui'an pursed his lips slightly, with a hint of reproach in his tone: "How dare you barge into such an alley."

Shen Mengyao came back to her senses: "He stole my money."

"You can also get on with someone like this." Qi Suian sneered.

"You..." Shen Mengyao was speechless and bit her lip.

Queyue also dealt with the other man, and threw the two of them together. He drew his sword and placed it across their necks, asking in a cold voice, "Tell me who sent you here?"

The two men's bodies shook like sieves instantly.

"No... no one sent us."

“Really?” Queyue’s sword pierced directly into a man’s shoulder. The man grimaced in pain and begged for mercy: “I’ll tell you, a woman gave me some money and asked me to do it to her. Please spare my life. I won’t dare to do it again.”

Shen Mengyao's face turned cold: "What does that woman look like?"