Yan Mingzhu clenched his fist and coughed dryly, and then he coughed, but the second half of the sentence did not need to be emphasized.
The chief steward looked at Yuan Yixiao, but he didn't believe it. Instead, he sneered: "Yongyihou Mansion? Hasn't it been punished for treason and collaborating with the enemy a long time ago? It's not good to impersonate anyone.
She pretended to be the daughter of the guilty minister, and even boasted that she was the future Princess Dingbei. If she were Princess Dingbei, then I would still be the Supreme Emperor. What a big joke!"
Obviously, the chief steward is in the suburbs, and the imperial edict to exonerate the Yuan family and reinstate the Marquis was issued only yesterday, so this guy doesn't know about the Yongyi Marquis Mansion yet.
But this time, there was no need for Yan Mingzhu to take action himself. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and there was a loud bang, and something slapped the manager in the face hard!
The force was so great that the manager fell straight to the ground and was knocked to his knees.
Immediately afterwards, a clear voice floated over: "I will punish the future Princess Dingbei for openly speaking disrespectfully."
"Yes, Your Highness!"
Feiyun turned his wrist, and the sword immediately appeared in his hand. He jumped up and arrived in front of the steward.
Then he grabbed his hair and forcibly pulled him up, asking him to look in the direction of Yan Mingzhu, "Before you go underground to see the King of Hell, take a closer look. This Miss Yan is from my family."
His Highness’s pet peeve is also the future Princess Dingbei!”
The chief steward was so frightened that he did not expect that Yan Mingzhu was actually the Princess of Dingbei. Of course, what he did not expect was that His Royal Highness Qi Jue, the Prince of Dingbei, would actually appear in this ordinary farm!
At this moment, the chief steward was so regretful that his intestines were almost green. He didn't look a bit arrogant and domineering. Instead, he was begging with a swollen face.
"The common people have met His Royal Highness King Dingbei! The common people...the common people know that they are wrong. The common people are ignorant and disrespectful to the princess. The common people know that they are wrong. Please spare the common people's life!"
When the people around saw His Royal Highness King Dingbei arriving, they hurriedly knelt down and saluted.
Yan Mingzhu turned around and saw that Qi Jue was wearing a dark blue brocade suit today. He had broad shoulders and a thin waist, and a temperament like a pine as a cypress. He put one hand behind his back and walked out of the carved carriage unhurriedly.
The moment he came down, he met her eyes, and his originally cold eyes softened instantly.
Also coming down with Qi Jue was Yuan Jinshen.
"Your Highness, why are you here?"
Qi Jue walked up to her and held her hand naturally. As expected, he found that the temperature of her palm was extremely low.
This little girl really doesn't take her body seriously. She doesn't care about running out every day. She always wears so little. Even if she wears little, she doesn't remember to bring a soup woman with her.
Now that winter has entered, the weather is getting colder and colder, and I don’t know how to put on more clothes.
Qi Jue did not answer immediately, but took off his fox fur and put it on Yan Mingzhu's shoulders.
The fox fur worn by men was a bit too wide for Yan Mingzhu, almost wrapping Yan Mingzhu's entire body in it.
And on the fox fur, there is also a faint cold sandalwood fragrance that is unique to men, permeating the tip of the nose, with a warm body temperature that has not dissipated.
"When I came out of the military camp, I planned to go to the teahouse to pick you up and go back with you. But on the way, I saw someone making nonsense here and dared to be disrespectful to my princess. How could I let my princess suffer any injustice? I would like to personally
Teach me a lesson."
What kind of shame does this man have to say such disgusting words in front of so many people?
Yan Mingzhu had thin eyes, glared at him, and threatened in a low voice: "Who is your princess? Don't scream!"
Qi Jue naturally changed his words: "Okay, my little girl, I will listen to you."
The old man's granddaughter was younger and more courageous. When others were kneeling on the ground and bowing their heads in salute, she quietly looked up.
The name of His Highness Prince Dingbei is very familiar even to a humble commoner like her.
That is their Jozhao God of War. They can now live a peaceful and peaceful life because they rely on His Highness King Dingbei to defend the enemy on the border.
Ever since he was ordered to fight against enemies in northern Xinjiang at the age of sixteen, he has never failed. In the hearts of the people, he is a being who is more divine than a god. He is the well-deserved Dinghai Divine Needle of Dazhao!
In her lifetime, she was able to see His Royal Highness King Dingbei, who only existed in word of mouth among the world. The little girl's palms became sweaty with excitement and nervousness.
She cautiously raised her head and looked up. Even before taking a peek, the little girl had imagined in her mind that His Highness King Dingbei must be tall and strong, as powerful as a door god, unsmiling, and a look in his eyes could scare people half to death.
As a result, at first glance, what caught my eye was a pure and beautiful face. She was dressed in an aristocratic and noble manner. Not only was she not as serious as I imagined, but she actually had a smile in her eyes and a smile on her face.
Add half a point to cover up.
To put it in layman's terms, it's... a very worthless laugh.
Just when she was lost in thought, Qi Jue's eyes suddenly looked over. The little girl broke into a cold sweat and quickly lowered her head, trembling all over.
She had just peeked at His Highness Prince Dingbei and was caught red-handed. It was a serious crime to peek at His Majesty. Would she... lose her head?
Just when the little girl was feeling uneasy, Qi Jue's light voice sounded: "No need to be polite, everyone get up."
When the farmers got up together, the little girl was still in a daze for a moment, but His Highness King Dingbei... didn't punish her?
The thought just came to his mind when he heard Qi Jue say in a cold voice: "Does this king allow you to get up?"
The little girl didn't even think about it, and knelt down again with a plop, "Young girl knows your mistake, Your Highness, please spare your life!"
Qi Jue's original attention was still on the minions, but when he heard that the little girl was more excited than the minions, he knelt down and begged her for mercy.
"This king is not talking about you. Don't worry, since you are farmers in the princess's farm, I will definitely seek justice for you."
Yan Mingzhu couldn't hold back and stepped on Qi Jue's feet. She opened her mouth and said it was the princess. Did she agree?
Obviously, Qi Jue has long been dead and is not afraid of boiling water. A thin-skinned man cannot pursue his wife.
The little girl was stunned. Unexpectedly, His Highness King Dingbei himself was surprisingly... easy-going. Not only was he as good-looking as an immortal, but he was also willing to make decisions for poor people like them himself!
As soon as Qi Jue said these words, it was the turn of the minions who had bullied others to panic.
"Your Highness, spare your life! Your Highness, spare your life! We know we were wrong, and we will never dare to do it again. Please give us another chance, Your Highness. We will definitely change our ways..."
Qi Jue had no time to listen to these indifferent pleas for mercy, and his eyes fell on the trembling head steward.
"Just now you said that if she were my king, you would be the supreme emperor. You also said that Liu Dequan is your uncle and will protect you, right?"