Your Majesty, the princess ran away again!

Chapter 167: Please Be Polite

Mu Nanyan followed the sound and saw a woman in a white robe holding a stick with blood on the tip. A little boy, about six years old, was lying in the snow. There were spots of scarlet on the white ground, but it was impossible to tell where the wound was. Mu Nanyan let go of the wheelchair, stepped forward, grabbed the stick that the woman was swinging, and pulled the boy down with force.

The woman sat on the ground, holding her waist, and yelled, "Who are you? You are committing a crime in the street."

Mu Nanyan laughed angrily, saying that she was committing a crime in the street, so why didn't she look at what she was doing? She squatted beside the little boy and sniffed his breath. It seemed fine from a distance just now, but when she got closer, she could see how thinly he was dressed. His ankles were completely exposed, and because his shoes were small, the entire heels were also exposed, and they had been eroded by the wind and snow for a long time, making them a bloody mess.

Most of the blood on the snow flowed from the head. From the surface, there seems to be no big problem, but the inside is still uncertain. Judging from the pulse, the child may not have eaten for a long time. The cold weather and the injury will make him have a fever tonight. If no one takes care of him, he may not survive tonight.

The woman finally got up from the ground and pointed at Mu Nanyan and said, "Who are you? You are so idle. This is my family affair and it is not your turn to interfere."

Mu Nanyan turned her head and glared at her, what a noisy guy. "So this is why you beat someone up in the street?"

The woman was frightened by her eyes. After all, Mu Nanyan came out as a man, so she still had some heroic spirit.

The woman trembled and said, "What's wrong? He stole something, so what's wrong with me educating the child? I told you before that it's my duty as a stepmother to teach a wild boy a lesson."

Mu Nanyan hated this kind of power the most, especially people like Shen. The one in front of her was even worse than her. "He's dying. You sell him to me and I'll pay for it."

The woman hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement. There was actually such a good thing. She was going to die anyway, so she could make some money and it would be considered that she had not been raised in vain for so many years. Mu Nanyan threw a small bag of silver to her, "That's all. I won't give you more. You know the specific situation."

The woman changed her attitude and said, "Sir, you are joking. I will take you to the government to get a contract to sell your body. Come with me." The woman bent her body and motioned her. Mu Nanyan picked up the little boy from the snow, put him in Jun Zhuoyuan's arms, and took off her cloak to cover him.

Jun Zhuoyuan originally wanted to take his off, but Mu Nanyan whispered a warning in his ear, and he did not dare to disobey Mu Nanyan's wishes, as he was not afraid of his wife.

The woman was humming a tune and walking in front in a particularly good mood. After they came out of the government office, Mu Nanyan and the others returned to the inn, sent Yuan Yi and Yuan Si out to investigate, and left Wushuang alone to serve.

Mu Nanyan asked Jun Zhuoyuan to guard outside the door while she took the little boy into the space. She checked his head first. There was no serious problem, just a mild concussion. She gave him another shot of anesthetic, treated all the frostbite on his body, and gave him a shot of vaccine and antipyretic.

The little boy's injury is not serious, it is mainly due to long-term malnutrition. Judging from the development of his bones, the child must be ten years old, but you can't tell from his appearance. It can be seen what kind of life he leads every day.

Mu Nanyue went to the kitchen specially to cook porridge for him. Thinking of his stomach, she crushed the egg yolk and mixed it into the rice porridge, and added two drops of sesame oil. This was what she found in the space. It was the leftovers from the hot pot they had in the middle of the night. For the sake of beauty, she also sprinkled a layer of shredded chicken and chopped green onions.

When the little boy woke up, he opened his eyes to see the white bed curtains. Jun Zhuoyuan leaned on the armrest of his wheelchair and looked at him. This little guy was really ugly. The child he and Yanyan would have in the future would definitely be cuter than him. It would be even better if the child was a little girl who looked like Yanyan.

The little boy raised his arms to cover his eyes, "hiss——" Jun Zhuoyuan saw him move and poked him with his finger, "What's wrong?" This guy won't cry, will Yanyan think I bullied him if she sees him when she comes back, "Don't cry."

The little boy got up in fear when he heard his voice, and moved back holding the quilt, "Who are you?"

Jun Zhuoyuan was a little at a loss as to what to do. Yanyan had told him before he left home not to scare anyone, but unfortunately he still got scared. It wasn't intentional, so it should be okay. "Hey, hello."

Yanyan said that we should be polite when we meet for the first time, and it is always right to say hello.

The little boy clutched the quilt tightly, his eyes full of fear. He was relieved when he saw Jun Zhuoyuan didn't move. He slowly loosened his hands but didn't move forward. When Mu Nanyan entered the room, she saw the two of them confronting each other, "What's wrong with you?" Why is the atmosphere so weird?

The little boy's eyes lit up when he heard Mu Nanyan's voice. This sister was the one who saved him. Although he was unconscious, he was still more or less conscious and heard the whole process. Since he had been sold, he could be considered to have escaped from hell.

Mu Nanyan saw blood seeping out of the gauze on the little boy's shoulder and frowned. She was going to do it again after she had just fixed it. "Get away from me." Mu Nanyan sat down on the bed and pushed Jun Zhuoyuan. Jun Zhuoyuan was very tactful and took a step back. One step was already his limit. Even if it was just a little boy, he didn't want Mu Nanyan to get close to him.

Mu Nanyan took new gauze and medicine from the table and said, "Come here and sit down. Don't move too much. I'll see if you have any other wounds that are bleeding."

The little boy was very obedient and moved closer to Mu Nanyan little by little, "You are so beautiful."

Jun Zhuoyuan’s fists hardened. This is a child, this is a child. If he can’t kill Yanyan, she will be angry.

Mu Nanyan was no longer sensitive to such words. Perhaps it was because Jun Zhuoyuan had said too much that she had become thick-skinned. Mu Nanyan did not respond to him. She just opened the gauze and rewrapped him, then fed him a few mouthfuls of porridge.

Turning around, he saw Jun Zhuoyuan's resentful eyes, "Don't worry, you have some too. This one is made just for you and I put more diced meat in it."

Jun Zhuoyuan's expression looked better then. He opened the lid and saw, hum~ it was indeed more than his. It seemed that he had a higher status in Yanyan's heart.

Mu Nanyan finished cleaning up and sat back on the bed, "What's your name?"

The little boy blinked, feeling that he would be seduced by Mu Nanyan at any moment, "My name is Zhang Qi."

Mu Nanyan asked gently: "Can you tell us the cause and effect of today's incident?"

Zhang Qi nodded, "The one who beat me was my stepmother. My father has taken concubines almost every day since I can remember, but the concubines in the mansion can be counted on one hand. I know all the missing ones. They are all sinking in the lake of our house."

"I don't know why, but today she said a jade pendant was missing from her room, and she also said it was given by my father. Her servants were afraid of getting into trouble and deliberately said I was passing by there, and then you saw the result, sister Mei. If you didn't save me today, I'm afraid it would be my seventh day in a few days."

Mu Nanyan asked: "What about your mother?"

Zhang Qi's eyes were slightly red, "Mother has been sleeping at the bottom of the lake for the past two years."

Mu Nanyan was a little surprised. From what he said, this mansion was a big one. How come it was almost deserted every day? "Your father doesn't know that she did this."

Zhang Qi turned his head and wiped his tears. "Father agreed to it. Most of the concubines he married were captured from the Dongli border, including my mother. But fortunately, my mother was born beautiful and lived for two more years under his favor. Otherwise, I am afraid I would not be here."

This is really something you don't know until you come here. Once you come here, you will be shocked. Is the Beihan Kingdom so arrogant? Jun Zhuoyuan had fought with Beihan before, and these things were discovered under his nose. Mu Nanyan looked at his expression and it seemed that he didn't know, but Beihan had a close relationship with Risheng. Maybe these women were abducted by Risheng Kingdom and sent to Beihan.

From this perspective, Risheng must be destroyed!

"How did you know?" Jun Zhuoyuan asked coldly.

"I am the only child in the Zhang family. My father thinks highly of me. Moreover, I am the son of his favorite concubine. I am taught to read and write. My mother said that she was a daughter of a rich family in the south. She told me a lot about the people and things in that place. I even asked my father about it. Unfortunately, my mother was locked up after that. Not long after that, she... died."

"My stepmother gave birth to a son last year, and my father got tired of me. I haven't seen him for a year."

The more Zhang Qi spoke, the more aggrieved he felt, and his tears could not stop flowing. Mu Nanyan was the worst at coaxing people, and she glared at Jun Zhuoyuan: It's all your fault, I'm crying.

Jun Zhuoyuan shrugged. He didn’t ask anything!