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Chapter 844 Nan Baoyi muttered: Gentle scum...

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    Sleeping room.

    Nan Baoyi sat up holding the quilt, rubbed her lower back, and secretly cursed Xiao Yi.

    "woke up?"

    The culprit opened the curtain.

    In his golden crown and black robe, he looked like a gentle and elegant aristocratic husband. How could he have the ferocity with which he pinched her waist in the bed tent last night, pressed against her ears, and asked her in a mute voice whether she was comfortable?  Son.

    Nan Baoyi¡¯s little face turned red, she quietly gathered up the brocade quilt and muttered: ¡°Elite scum¡­¡±

    "What?"

    "No, it's nothing"

    Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows.

    The little girl seems to be stubborn and tough-tongued, but in fact she is as timid as a mouse.

    He didn¡¯t mind her scolding him. He sneered slightly, picked up the jacket and skirt, and in her wary eyes, he changed and washed her clothes himself.

    After breakfast, He Ye came in and reported: "Miss, Miss Ji wants to see you."

    "She's awake?" Nan Baoyi finished cleaning her hands and said with a smile, "I'm going to visit her right now."

    Stepping into the side room, Ji Zhenzhen had already washed herself, had ointment on her cheek, and was sitting on the bed reading.

    Seeing her coming in, Ji Zhenzhen put down her book and stood up to salute. Her voice was hoarse and a little weak: "Thank you, Taoist Priest, for saving me"

    "It's just a little effort. Zhao Qing has been killed. No one in this world dares to hit you." Nan Baoyi helped her sit down with concern, "Does the injury on your body still hurt?"

    "My injuries are not serious. Doctor Jiang prescribed ointment, and my appearance and voice will soon be back to their original state."

    "That's good." Nan Baoyi breathed a sigh of relief, "Can we have breakfast? If there is any shortage, just tell He Ye and she will take care of it."

    Ji Zhenzhen raised her eyes with gentle eyes: "Little Taoist Priest, I won't stay in Nanfu for a long time. I want to see you just to say goodbye to you. Mengshan Academy is my father's half-life effort. Now no one is taking care of the academy and the courtyard.  Desolate, I have to go back as soon as possible.¡±

    "You're leaving now?" Nan Baoyi hesitated, "But you are a weak woman, in the future"

    According to her intention, she hopes Ji Zhenzhen can stay in Nanfu.

    Grandma likes Ji Zhenzhen, and there is no problem raising her as a half-granddaughter.

    Ji Zhenzhen smiled: "My father has been reading all his life. In addition to teaching students, he often wrote books and left many manuscripts. So I don't plan to get married again. I want to concentrate on sorting out my father's manuscripts and compiling them in the mountains."  It was written into a book and passed down to future generations.¡±

    Nan Baoyi knows that she is a talented woman.

    Not only can she sort out Ji Shanchang's manuscripts, she can also write books herself, and even annotate a collection of classics and history.

    Ji Zhenzhen has such ambitions, and if she tries to keep him, she will look petty.

    She said seriously: "When Miss Ji publishes a book, I will definitely buy thousands of copies!"

    Ji Zhenzhen was amused by her.

    She held Nan Baoyi's hand and said softly: "Little Taoist Priest, you and I are still friends, right?"

    Her eyes were so innocent, making Nan Baoyi's heart feel as soft as spring water.

    How can we not be friends?

    Ji Zhenzhen is the first friend she made after coming to Chang'an!

    She nodded solemnly: "We will be friends for life!"

    Ji Zhenzhen's smile was full of satisfaction.

    She hugged Nan Baoyi, remembered something and asked carefully: "By the way, Zhao Qing is the illegitimate son of Taiwei Zhao. He is mean and stingy, and I am afraid that Taiwei Zhao himself is the same. How did the little Taoist kill Zhao Qing? If he was  If the Zhao family finds out, will they be angry with you?"

    "Don't worry." Nan Baoyi didn't care, "I'm not at odds with the Zhao family, so I'm not afraid of their anger."

    At this time, Lieutenant Zhao Zhao Bing, whom they mentioned, was waiting outside Yikun Palace.

    The eldest palace maid came out of the palace and said respectfully: "The queen, please invite the prince to come in and talk."

    Captain Zhao thanked him repeatedly.

    He took off his shoes and socks in the corridor, pinched his thigh secretly, and then entered the inner hall with red eyes.

    The beaded curtains in the hall are gorgeous, reflecting the fine sunshine of early spring. A furnace of ambergris is burning on the table, and there are several handfuls of beautiful peonies in the dragon vase.

    Shen Jiang was wearing a light purple men's uniform and had his hair tied up with a golden crown. He was leaning on the desk and reading memorials.

    Zhao Bing knelt down on the ground and cried incessantly: "Mother, Wei Chen, this lieutenant, is no longer able to serve as a lieutenant!"

    Shen Jiang lowered his eyelashes and turned the page of the memorial casually: "What's wrong?"

    ? ?When Wei Chen was young, he had a romantic affair with a woman from a poor family. Unexpectedly, she became pregnant with Wei Chen's child.  Wei Chen named the child Zhao Qing, and he often gave money to support him in recent years.  Although he is an outsider, he is Wei Chen's flesh and blood, and Wei Chen feels very sorry for him.

    "Who would have expected, who would have expected that someone murdered Qing'er last night and threw his head in front of Wei Chen's door! My dear, Wei Chen's white-haired man is giving away his black-haired man. Wei Chen is so sad that he wants to die!"

    Zhao Bing fell to the ground and cried, tears streaming down his face.

    Shen Jiang¡¯s brows furrowed slightly.

    She impatiently turned over a page of the memorial and said in a deep voice: "Let Sili make a decision on this kind of matter. How would it be appropriate to make a noise in front of me?"

    "The empress doesn't know something" Zhao Bing wiped his tears, "The person who attacked Qing'er was none other than Nan Sili! Qing'er married Nan Sili's good sister Ji Zhenzhen, but Nan Sili disliked Qing'er.  My son is not good enough for Ji Zhenzhen, so he hired a murderer to kill someone! If I ask her to make a decision, what can she decide?!"

    "Is there any evidence?"

    "Evidence" Zhao Bing felt guilty, "The murderer did things neatly and left no evidence. But except Nan Baoyi, Qing'er has never offended anyone else, so the murderer behind the scenes must be Nan Baoyi! The empress is wise and powerful, please  The empress makes the decision for me, Qing'er!"

    The Taiwei, who was over forty years old, began to cry again.

    Shen Jiang¡¯s head hurt from crying.

    She looked coldly at Zhao Bing: "Zhao Qing's abuse of Ji Zhenzhen has already spread throughout Chang'an City from Longyin Temple. If I were Ji Zhenzhen's good sister, I would also kill him. Zhao Bing, do you want to borrow  If you kill someone with my sword, you should weigh it against your son."

    Zhao Bing was stunned on the spot.

    He had no feelings for Zhao Qing, an illegitimate son. Shen Jiang refused to make the decision for him, so he didn't feel too sad. He just couldn't save his face.

    He rolled his eyes slightly and quickly choked up: "Wei Chen admits his defeat for Qing'er's death. But Wei Chen can't let go of Wu'er's matter. Wu'er was seriously injured by Ning Wanzhou, and the bones in his right hand were broken, and even the writing brush was broken.  I can't even hold it back, I'm already a cripple, but the Zhenguo Palace has never apologized to my Zhao family. Madam, I beg you to punish the Zhenguo Palace and let me make the decision for you!"

    Shen Jiang almost laughed out loud.

    She closed the memorial, looked at Zhao Bing with a smile, and said in a strange tone: "Zhao Bing, Lieutenant Zhao, your son molested the concubine of the Duke of Zhenguo. It is good that he was not beaten to death. How dare you come to complain? If I  You will be ashamed to death for teaching such a traitor, how can you have the face to complain?"

    She is as beautiful as a peony in full bloom.

    But those phoenix eyes outline a sharp aura. She is so aloof, true to her word, inviolable, and worthy of the power of the queen.

    Facing Queen Shen like this, Zhao Bing was sweating profusely and speechless.

    After a long time, he suddenly stiffened his neck and said: "Wei Chen really wants to use the hands of the empress to eradicate dissidents, but for the empress, the Zhenguo Palace is originally a blocker. Eradicate the Zhenguo Palace and take back Ning Su's hands.  Military power will be of great benefit to the empress!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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