Chapter 4 The robe is hard to wear, Ill wear it...

  He played with the black rosary beads in his hand, and a dangerous glint flashed in his deep eyes!

  Sheng Jinxiu turned around and knelt down on the ground: "Regent, when your servants daughter was young and didnt understand love between men and women, it was the Second Prince who personally came to our mansion to give gifts to my daughter, saying he loved her and wanted to marry her as his wife!"

  "My daughter believes its true, regards him as her future husband, gets engaged to him, and listens to his plans, obeying him in every way..."

  Later on, he started to alienate from my daughter, and my daughter still thought it was because she wasnt good enough for him, so in order to please him, she did many foolish things...

  "It wasnt until I found out that he was entangled with a cousin in our household that I realized he had been deceiving me from start to finish."

  "For years, Ive been sincere and fed the dog, but my daughters intention is hard to calm down. I had no choice but to ask Miss Zhou Qi to help my daughter see the Second Prince, with the intention of taking advantage of the opportunity to kill him!"

  At this point, Sheng Jinxiu pulled out a hairpin from her head, held it high with both hands and bowed down: "Your servant girl knows she is guilty, and will hand over the murder weapon!"

  "I beg Your Majesty to consider that my daughters plot was unsuccessful, and only behead my daughter, sparing the life of Lady Zhou Qi today, as well as my family!"

  Yan Beizhuang looked back and saw that the hairpin was indeed different from ordinary hairpins. The tail of the pin had been sharpened to a sharp point, which could barely be considered a deadly weapon.

  Does she know about Yan Ziyuan and Sheng Dieyis affair? Does she want to go kill Yan Ziyuan?

  What an unexpected and bold excuse!

  Not afraid of death? Or does he know that as long as hes pleased, even if a real prince is killed, hell take the blame?

  His gaze fell on Sheng Jinxius head, and then moved down to her white neck, the depth of his eyes deepening.

  "Sheng Jinshu, come forward."

  "The Regent, things arent as Sheng Jinxiu said, she..."

  Zhou Shui Bi finally realized that something was off and anxiously opened her mouth to expose the lie that Sheng Jin Xiu was telling!

  But before she could finish speaking, Yan Beizheng raised his palm again, and a fierce gust of wind blew her into the crowd - where she was just in time to be embraced by a dirty old man...

  Yan Beizhuang had lost his patience and personally stepped forward, pulling Sheng Jinxiu up with one hand and dragging her into his own arms.

  He used his cunning and didnt hurt Sheng Jinxiu, but Sheng Jinxiu exclaimed and quickly put away the hairpin: "Hua Jin be careful, this hairpin is poisonous!"

  Then, both of them were stunned at the same time.

  Huajin is Yan Beichens courtesy name.

  Every time he dragged her onto the bed and tortured her until she was on the verge of death, he forced her to call him that.

  But she always stubbornly refused, never once giving in.

  But now, suddenly realized - Huai Jin Huai Jin, this brocade, isnt it referring to her?

  It is said that the Regent originally had no name, and it was only after going into battle that he gave himself one...

  Sheng Jinxius heart suddenly "thudded thudded" and jumped up, it was an unusual feeling that had never been experienced before...

  Yan Beizhuang was taken aback for a moment, then his mouth curled up slightly.

  He bent down and scooped up Jingzhu in a horizontal hug, striding back to the carriage.

  Before he got on the train, he thought of something and turned back, coldly scanning those who were watching the commotion.

  "The Emperor of Japan and Jiner have come to the suburbs for a spring outing. Who dares to wag their tongue, will be killed without pardon!"

  He threw down this sentence and carried Sheng Jinxiu into the carriage.

  He said it was a spring outing, so it was a spring outing. Even if the previous carriage shook violently, who dared to say that the Asura Kings affairs were not?

  The original coachman was replaced by a guard from the Regents Palace, who drove the carriage all the way back to the Regents Palace.

  The carriage still lingered with a certain ambiguous smell that had not completely dissipated. Yan Beizheng was still holding Sheng Jinyu tightly, his large palm pressed against her soft waist, and through several layers of fabric, she could feel the scorching heat of his palm.

  She carefully raised her head, but met the black pupils rolling with hidden and fiery meaning.

  The next moment, he pinned her against the car wall, his voice low and hoarse: "This cloak is no good, I dont like it! Wear mine..."