Mengying Lin wanted to retreat unconsciously, but behind her was the bed. She retreated, her knee touched the edge of the bed, and she fell on the bed with a gentle bump. "Your highness, your highness, my menstruation is really coming."

"Well, let me have a look." The voice of Liancheng Mo came from above her head, and her world fell into darkness the next second.

The candle was blown out by a gust of wind, but the ambiguous smell in the room could not go away for a long time.

No one knew that in the corner of the yard, there waps a small figure looking up at the window of the room on the second floor. His eyes were hidden in the night, but the hatred in his eyes made the dark guards around him unable to ignore.

He was only a seven-year-old child, but with such hatred.

Two secret guards were surprised, but they also planned to return to tell this matter to their masters without reservation tomorrow.

Yisheng was standing there until deep into the night when Mengying Lin came out of the door in a cloak. She dragged herself exhausted and yawned and walked downstairs.

When she saw the children in the corner, she was so frightened that she could not fell asleep at once.

"Yisheng" She came quickly, reached out and held the child in her arms. He wore thin clothes and stood in the yard for too long. He was cold at night.

Mengying Lin rubbed his hand with her own hand. "Didn't you go back to have a rest? How long have you been standing here? Why don't you listen to me so much?

"I am waiting for you." Yisheng stared at her face instantaneously, and there was no spite in his eyes. There were only a few sorrows and pains left.

He cherishes words were so less and was always mean to speak, but these three words have warmed Mengying Lin's body and mind. She touched his head gently. "Let's go back to our room." Don't wait for me later. I'm all right."

Is it really all right?

Yisheng's eyes fell on the bruise above her clavicle, but he quickly moved them away. He responded and followed Mengying Lin back to the room.

On this day, it snowed heavily in the early morning, and the people in the inn were busy early. Everyone's face could not see the slightest worry and fear. It seemed that the fight last night had been forgotten. Perhaps, they had gone through too much fighting, so they could not cause too much emotion.

Tie Lu arranged a carriage for Mengying Lin and Yisheng, so in the next few days, Mengying Lin and Yisheng stayed in the carriage, walking at the end of the team, but did not see the figure of Liancheng Mo.

Mengying Lin was also peaceful and clear, if she could live quietly all the time, it was not necessarily a good thing.

These days, Mengying Lin has a better understanding of Yisheng. This child was much smarter than she thought. Along the way, she taught him to read every word. She only taught him once, but he could learn it immediately. He could also remember those old poems that were hard to understand by listening to them only once.

This was a gifted child! Mengying Lin seemed to have found a treasure and would like to teach all she could to him.

Since those bullying guards were taught, Shuping Xiao's people had also been well-distributed, at least in these days no one came to their trouble again.

However, the good times were always short. Seeing that tomorrow would arrive in Fengqi city, the capital city of Nanyue State, some of the soldiers in the ranks were jumping up. They hadn't seen their relatives in the family for several months. Even the hardened men couldn't bear to move for a few minutes.

"Here we are."

Suddenly, there was someone shouted such a sentence, the whole team boiled up, a few months of gray journey was finally over!

Mengying Lin raised the curtain of her driving window and looked out. Sure enough, she saw a huge gate standing in front of her eyes. At dusk, the gate was like an open lion. People came and went in and out of the lion's mouth in a hurry.

Perhaps it had been a long time since the news arrived, so there were several troops waiting at the gate. At the front of the gate was a grey-haired eunuch who dressed in palace clothes, he was holding a bright yellow decree in his hands. Seeing the procession approaching, the eunuch hurried down the tower and waited at the gate with flattering smiles.

"Congratulations, your highness, welcome back!" The old eunuch first gave a salute to the carriage of Liancheng Mo, and then he held up the imperial decree and said, "A thousand-year-old greeting from Your Highness. The emperor had been waiting for a long time. This was not the case. The emperor intentionally sprinkled me here. The emperor's holy reputation was declared. Please enter the palace to see him immediately."

Liancheng Mo answered, he got off the carriage and received the imperial edict. After thanking the emperor for his long kindness, he changed the carriage to horse riding, and galloped all the way to the city.

When the family of Xiao's carriage and escort were entering the city, they separated from the prince's palace. When she left, Shuping Xiao looked through the window to Mengying Lin's direction. The murder in that look was not hidden.

Half an hour later, Mengying Lin and Yisheng's carriage finally stopped. Someone knocked on the door of the carriage and asked them to get off.

There were no close people in the team, such as Tie Lu, but only some fresh faces that Mengying Lin had never seen before.

"Is this our highness's warm-bed girl?"

A middle-aged woman's stern voice sounded. Mengying Lin looked up and saw a woman standing at the door dressed exquisitely but unable to hide the traces of the years.

This gate was not the main gate of the prince's palace, but a side door. In this hierarchical society, every big family could only walk through the main entrance.

The woman went up to Mengying Lin and looked at her up and down, but could not hide her contempt in her eyes. "She is a good look, and no wonder it's in our highness's face."

"Mammy Wang, this person will be handed over to you, and we will go back to the front yard." The guards left as soon as they handed in. Normally, the guards seldom entered the backyard of the Royal palace.

Mammy Wang nodded and looked at the Yisheng standing beside Mengying Lin. "Wow, this slave still carries a towing oil bottle? Men are not allowed to enter the backyard at will. I think the child has to be sent to the front yard.

Mengying Lin was a little anxious. She held on to her Yisheng's hand and changed into a smiling face and said, "Mammy Wang, he is my brother, my dear brother, but only a child. He is afraid of strange people. Please let him follow me if he is accommodating."

"You're a slave, and you have right to speak?" Mammy Wang gave a snort. "Don't think it's great to be in the eyes of our highness. You're just a warm-bed girl. You're a slave. You have to remember your identity! All the servants in the palace are under my control. What do I mean by that? All right, come to take the child to the front yard."

"Mammy Wang" What else did Mengying Lin want to say? Mammy Wang did not give her the chance and show to the two people. The two men immediately came to Mengying Lin to tear her away from Yisheng.

The servant girls in the palace had learned some boxing skills, so they easily took away Yisheng, and Mengying Lin watched Yisheng be taken away. Before they could resist, a loud slap came over.