"That's not necessary." Jiang Ying declined politely and dodged.

Siyu was so surprised that her mouth opened like an egg.

What? Did His Royal Highness hug a girl last night?

How do you hold it? Horizontal or vertical?

When Siyu came to her senses, the two people in front had already walked far away. She hurriedly caught up with them, carrying the medicine box she used to scare people.

The old lady and the three Yuans were waiting at the door. It seemed as if the whole family was going to send Jiang Ying to the front line to fight!

"Yingying, the palace is not like home, you'd better be careful." Lian pulled Jiang Ying's hand reluctantly.

However, his eyes secretly glanced at Yan Zhuo many times.

The meaning is obvious, let Yan Zhuo take care of it.

At least the two of them have the fate to have children and are also a future couple who are engaged to get married.

Yan Zhuo understood in his heart and nodded secretly to the old lady.

Don't let Jiang Ying see it.

He knew that Jiang Ying had a strong sense of self-esteem, and besides, he agreed mostly for Madam An's sake.

I guess Ying'er doesn't need his help at all.

Qi Ren drove the carriage over. The old lady knew they had to leave. Being late for the morning court would be no joke.

So he quickly glanced at Jiang Shang and said, "What's the matter? Why don't you take it out quickly?"

Jiang Ying was stunned for a moment, "Grandma, what do you want father to get?"

Lian smiled and winked, "Good stuff."

Turning to face his son, his smile vanished, he snorted coldly, "If you don't give it to Yingying, do you want to give it to the fake one at home?"

"What are you talking about, mother? Sister Lin will be moving out in a few days. What can I give her?"

The two of them chatted back and forth, completely arousing the interest of everyone else present.

Even Jiang Yuanyi couldn't help but be curious, "Dad, what on earth is it? Hurry up and take it out!"

Jiang Shang rolled his eyes at him and said, "You little bastard, you favor Yingying just like his grandmother. You'll find out what this thing is soon and you'll cry."

After saying this, the next moment, Jiang Shang took out something wrapped in red silk cloth from his arms.

It's square and looks like a brand.

When Jiang Shang peeled off the silk cloth layer by layer, everyone could see clearly that it was actually a token made of pure gold with the two big characters "free from death" engraved on the surface.

It turned out to be the golden medal of immunity from death bestowed by the late emperor!

Jiang Shang touched it, feeling a little reluctant, but still resolutely handed it to Jiang Ying, "Sister Ying, accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger. You take this with you, as it will be a layer of protection."

Jiang Ying's eyes suddenly widened, "Is this... too expensive?"

The legendary golden medal of immunity from death!

She glanced over and saw that her three brothers were also shocked. They were not surprised that Jiang Shang gave the golden medal of immunity from death to Jiang Ying, but they were surprised that the Jiang family actually had such a thing?

But on second thought, the Jiang family, generation after generation, has sacrificed countless people for Nanzhao.

One of the brothers was poisoned and blinded to protect the emperor, and the other became stupid by hitting his head to save the prince. It seems reasonable to grant him such a golden medal of immunity from death, right?

The three brothers looked at each other and immediately became accustomed to it, their expressions returning to normal.

Jiang Ying was worried they might have some ideas. After all, a golden medal of immunity from death was more precious than a family heirloom. Even if it wasn't enshrined in the ancestral hall, it should have been passed down to at least one of his sons, right? Giving her a girl was unprecedented!

But before Jiang Ying could refuse, the three Yuans became extremely anxious.

Jiang Yuanyi, "Sister, what are you standing there for? Take it quickly."

Jiang Yuanchen, "Prepare for a rainy day. Nothing is more important than staying alive..."

Jiang Yuanlang, "Is it because Daddy's masculinity is too strong that it bothers you? Give it to me, I'll wash you and make you smell good!"

Jiang Shang: "..." You are really my good son!

So Jiang Ying had no choice but to accept it.

Thinking that this time he entered the palace mostly to save the Jiang family, although he never thought about asking for anything in return, Jiang Ying was still very happy to receive such a reward.

So much so that in the carriage, while admiring the golden medal of immunity from death in his hand, he unconsciously hummed a tune.

Yan Zhuo raised his eyebrows, "It's just a sign, is it worth you being so happy?"

Jiang Ying looked up with a smile, a faint dimple on his cheek. "I don't think I'll ever need this card, but I'm still very happy to have it. Your Highness, can you guess why?"

Hearing this, Yan Zhuo pondered for a moment before speaking, "Because of love?"

This represents the feelings of the entire Jiang family towards her.

Jiang Ying nodded. "That's one reason, but there's another, more important one that Your Highness hasn't guessed."

"What?" Yan Zhuo was curious.

Jiang Ying threw the gold medal into the air, grinning like a mouse hoarding rice, "This is easy, it's gold! It's very valuable!"

"If I ever get down on my luck, I might be able to cut it off and exchange it for silver."

Yan Zhuo, "..."

This is the first time I see someone using the golden medal of immunity from death like this. I wonder what the emperor who bestowed the golden medal would think if he heard it!

Unfortunately, the underworld is far away, but the emperor's eyes and ears are close.

So when the court was dismissed, the emperor specially kept Yan Zhuo.

While looking through the ministers' memorials, he asked, "I heard that Duke Jiang gave the golden medal of immunity from death to his newly adopted daughter and brought her into the palace?"

The sunlight shines through the window lattice, casting mottled spots of light.

Yan Zhuo's face was half in the light and half in the shadow, and his emotions were unrecognizable. "Your Majesty, Duke Jiang is simply worried about the safety of his beloved daughter."

"Oh." The emperor sneered. "According to what you said, my palace is really more terrifying than a flood or a beast?"

Yan Zhuo lowered his eyes, "As for Your Majesty, I'm not afraid. Because Your Majesty, the sky of the palace, the entire palace is under your control. But Jiang Ying, she is just a simple little girl."

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