She suddenly had a bad premonition. From her perspective, she could see everyone in Yanyu Pavilion standing neatly in rows and rows, as if they were going out to fight with the royal family.

Sure enough, her considerations were not unnecessary.

Fu Sichen held her in one hand and stood at the front, behind him were the neat subordinates of Yanyu Pavilion. Opposite them, the third prince of the Jiang family stood at the front, and behind him were the imperial guards in white gowns, all carrying long knives and looking stern.

When Jiang Yanran saw her, she immediately called out anxiously: "Bao'er!!"

Her mother had already burst into tears. She didn't know what horrible things she had imagined all the time.

but……

Zhao Ran looked at the man next to him, and saw that he had a cold and solemn look on his face, with a strong murderous intent in his eyebrows.

It seems reasonable for Fu Sichen to imagine any horrific scenes.

The two sides faced off for a moment, and Jiang Ruohan took a step forward: "We are here to pick up Yuan Bao."

He looked at Fu Sichen warily: "I heard that she was "invited" to you as your guest. It's getting late and she should go home."

Fu Sichen looked at him expressionlessly, lowered his eyes at the little girl in his arms, and said meaningfully: "You know where to go, right?"

Not in the arms of those three men, but in the arms of your mother.

She understood the danger in his eyes and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Fu Sichen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and gently put her on the ground. She turned around and left, but he held her tightly again:

"No hurries?"

He took out a token that she was very familiar with. It had the character Yan written in seal script and was made of somewhat old copper.

Zhao Ran opened her eyes wide in shock and looked at him in surprise.

This is the token of the master of Yanyu Pavilion!! And it’s hers.

A single order can summon thousands of troops in Yan Yu Pavilion. Seeing the token is like seeing the owner. It is the highest level token in Yan Yu Pavilion. There are only two pieces.

She and Fu Sichen were alone.

He actually——

The onlookers were knowledgeable and said in shock: "Look what the master of Yanyu Pavilion gave him? It's their token!!"

"I heard that the tokens of Yan Yu Pavilion are very rare. The most powerful one can command everyone in Yan Yu Pavilion!"

"Could it be that...this pavilion master has taken a liking to the eldest lady of the Yuan family? I remember that the witch had this token back then, and it seems that the witch was raised by him since she was a child."

"How about Miss Yuan's family? Eat both black and white dishes?"

The gossips of the people watching were like knives piercing the royal family. Jiang Muchen couldn't hold his breath anymore and stood up:

"Fu Sichen! Why are you so worried about giving Bao'er something like this?! Don't think that our Bao'er will become your tool like Zuo Zhaoran!!"

When Fu Sichen heard this, a black mist seemed to surge up in his eyes, but he did not show any anger. He stood up slowly and called his confidants:

"Listen to your heart."

After listening to the order, he stepped forward and said loudly, neither humble nor arrogant: "Miss Yuan is innocent and cute. Yan Yu Pavilion is just a greeting gift. Why should you be nervous?"

Jiang Muchen sneered: "Do you think I don't know? What does the token of Yanyu Pavilion symbolize? Even a five-year-old child knows it! Do you want me to make it clear what your intentions are?"

As he said this, he looked at Zhaoran: "Bao'er, throw it away! We don't care about their junk!"

Everyone's eyes immediately fell on Zhao Ran.

She held the token helplessly, struggling, thinking about whether to really throw it away.

But Fu Sichen suddenly squatted in front of him.

He casually adjusted the hem of her skirt for her, and said in a nagging tone: "Are you going to throw it away?" Even though he was so gentle, the coldness in his eyes made her unable to ignore it.

Zhao Ran couldn't help but shudder.

If she really throws it away, Fu Sichen will not be angry with her, but will attack Jiang Muchen.

After a little hesitation, she quickly tied the precious token to her belt, along with the sachet: "I won't throw it away."

She had a tender voice and her eyes were full of flattery and caution:
Chapter completed!