The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

At this moment, Hong Que was extremely disappointed with the Vina tribe.

She is no longer an ignorant girl. Having followed the lady for so long and being influenced by her surroundings in the academy, she has gained a new understanding of the human nature.

To be honest, the gossip that my sister encountered has also happened to my wife.

At that time, it had just been revealed that my wife had been missing for a full ten years, and so much dirty water was mercilessly thrown at her.

But the righteous men of the North Wing "in my name", their North Wing emperor "in my name" to prove the long-lasting noble spirit and the justice of the people. With the conscience of heaven and earth, with the power of law, they suppressed this evil trend.

Who dares to gossip nowadays?

These are all things that Hong Que experienced personally in Beiyi. Thinking about them now, my blood still boils. I just feel how wonderful it is to be in Beiyi!

Looking at the Vina tribe again, her sister is clearly the victim!

In order to protect his people, her father endured the grievances his daughter suffered. But what he got in return was not gratitude from his people, but ridicule, trampling and after-dinner entertainment.

Hong Que was furious! Without comparison, she didn't understand the difference. She knew Beiyi was good, but she didn't know it was that good.

Now she just wanted to return to the North Wing and never wanted to see anyone in the tribe again, including her brother Wazhen who was the king.

Shi Anxia waited until Hong Que had finished crying before she said softly, "Be patient and believe that your brother will handle it well. The more time has come, the more we cannot rush to leave."

"But my sister is so pitiful, wuwuwu..." Hongque wiped her tears.

"So your importance is revealed at this time." Shi Anxia wiped away Hong Que's tears, "Spend more time with your sister. She needs her family by her side the most so that she won't have any random thoughts. You are the sister she dreams of finding back. If you get close to her, she will think those gossips are not worth mentioning."

Hong Que felt that what the lady said made sense, and she ran to Mu Sang's house wiping her tears.

Zhuona and Hai stayed by their daughter's side, fearing that she would be upset again.

Mu Sang curled up in bed, closed her eyes, unwilling to wake up. She had slept for two days and had not left the house.

Hai touched her daughter's hair and said, "Sang'er, can you get up and eat something before going to sleep?"

Mu Sang murmured in response, "Mother, I'm not hungry."

"Eat something even if you're not hungry." Hai was so worried. Her heart ached when she saw her daughter's body, which was as thin as a piece of paper.

It's clear that he has lost the will to live.

Hong Que pushed the door open and walked in. She bowed to her father and mother in accordance with the etiquette, and then said, "Sis doesn't want to move, so let her sleep for a while. I'll accompany her."

Looking at her sensible little daughter, Hai felt fortunate that she was not raised in the tribe, otherwise she would have encountered unknown hardships. Thinking of this, her eyes turned red.

But the red magpie is not close to its parents, and there is always a sense of alienation about it.

After her parents left the room, Hong Que climbed onto the bed, gently hugged Mu Sang's thin body from behind, and called in her ear, "Sister..."

Just this one sound made Mu Sang burst into tears, and she sobbed with her back to her, "Su'er, I'm sorry, it was my sister who lost you."

Hong Que shook her head. "Sister, it's not your fault. It was all the bad guys' plan. You were still young at that time, so it's not your fault."

The two sisters murmured a lot of things, starting with Mu Sang's back to them, and ending with Mu Sang turning around.

The two sisters looked at each other, and each saw her own blurry image in the other's tearful pupils.

From that day on, Hongque accompanied Mu Sang to sleep and eat, and the two were inseparable.

It was on the fourth day that their brother Wazhen arrived with lightning speed and arrested Dora and her two brothers who had spread rumors, and summoned the tribesmen to gather in Lingyin Square to execute them.

This was the first meeting of the new king since he ascended the throne.

Members of the tribe came from all directions, talking a lot, but they all tacitly lowered their voices.

King Wazhen stood on the high platform in the square, with a tall stature and sharp eyes, scanning the faces of his tribesmen.

Beside him were several officials and priests, holding scepters and with solemn expressions.

Behind him, the elite royal guards holding spears and shields stood straight and majestically.

As a low drum beat sounded, the crowd gradually quieted down and all eyes were focused on the platform.

King Wazhen stood with his hands behind his back, watching the sunset covering most of the sky. After a long while, he slowly spoke, his voice deep and powerful, piercing the sky, "My fellow tribesmen, does anyone know how Lingyin Square came about?"

The tribesmen looked at each other, wondering why the new king asked such a question. More importantly, the origin of Lingyin Square has always been a taboo that the Vina tribe cannot mention.

Only the royal family and priests could read the records in the ancient books, so many tribesmen were unaware of it. They didn't even know that the "Lingyin" in Lingyin Square was actually a person's name.

But today, King Wazhen decided to reveal the truth.

One of the old priests walked out from the crowd and said, "Your Majesty, please think twice. The origin of Lingyin Square should not be publicized."

King Wazhen glanced at him coldly, "Are you the king, or am I the king? Why is our Vinaya tribe so scattered today? Why don't we have a sense of gratitude? Why do we develop the habit of gloating over other people's misfortunes? It's because the royal family dares not face up to history. Today, I want to break this taboo and let my people know that it is not easy to live a peaceful and stable life now."

Next, King Wazhen personally recounted this tragic history that the royal family dared not face.

That year, the Lion King tribe and the Vina tribe were fighting for control of the water source. This was the cause.

The Vina tribe did not win the fight, and now it is very difficult for them to get water.

During the struggle, the Lion King tribe found that the Vina tribe was very weak and easy to bully. From then on, they started to stir up trouble every now and then, burning, killing, looting, and committing all kinds of evil.

Especially the women in the tribe, once they were captured, their fate was so tragic that it is impossible to describe in detail.

Later, the Lion King tribe became more aggressive and attacked again for other reasons. The Vina tribe was defeated step by step and was forced to the Changying Mountain.

The situation was extremely critical at that time and the Vina tribe was in danger of extinction.

The warriors rushed down the mountain to fight with them. After being captured alive, some of them were shot to death by the king of the Lion King Tribe as living targets; some were skinned alive, with wooden sticks piercing their bodies, roasted over fire, and eaten until only bones were left.

The flames shot up into the sky, and the smell of sizzling meat drifted in the air. At that time, their wives, children, and parents were all watching from the mountain, their hearts aching.

The tribesmen cried as they ran. The women and children who ran slowly were captured and subjected to humiliation and torture.

Because Prince Wazhen described the details too carefully, there was a commotion in the audience. Just thinking about the scene was terrifying, and everyone's face turned pale and they sighed.

King Wazhen's eyes remained unchanged. He just stared at the audience coldly and continued, "At the critical moment of life and death, a woman named Lingyin stepped forward..."