If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

The second prince returned to the palace in a rage. In broad daylight, he didn't bother to hide his true colors. He kicked open the door of the ancestral temple with a bang.

Madam Yan was reading a book with her son in the room. When they heard the sound of someone kicking the door, they were all frightened and immediately fell silent. They all looked towards the door.

"Master, what happened today?" Madam Yan asked the nanny to serve tea while cautiously testing him.

Madam Yan's people have not been able to contact the eldest prince of Yin Kingdom recently, and she is feeling very uneasy. At this time, the second prince comes over with a menacing momentum. How can she not be frightened and deal with it carefully?

"Hmph," the Second Prince snorted angrily and raised his hand to knock over the tea bowl that the nanny handed over.

The tea bowl fell directly at the nanny's feet and broke into pieces in an instant. Before the young master could scream in fright, the maid beside him covered his mouth and carried him away.

Madam Yan's eyes darkened, and while she glanced at the nanny, she quietly pulled down her collar, moved gracefully to the side of the Second Prince, and stretched out her hand to gently help him breathe.

While pinching her throat, she said delicately, "Hey, what's wrong with you today? You're so angry."

The Second Prince raised his hand and fiercely grabbed her delicate hand. Madam Yan's wrist quickly turned red and blue, visibly.

Madam Yan gritted her teeth, pressed her body closer to the Second Prince, and gently rubbed his back with her full breasts. She knew her strengths, but also knew the Second Prince's weaknesses.

Sure enough, after a while, the second prince growled, pulled her into his arms, and threw her onto the bed in the inner room.

On the swaying bed, the Second Prince released his anger and desire on Madam Yan.

After the matter was over, Madam Yan lazily leaned in the Second Prince's arms and continued to ask softly, "Who was the blind person who offended the Prince today?"

"Humph, who else?" The Second Prince stroked Madam Yan's back and snorted coldly, "You boasted about how powerful the eldest prince was, but he surrendered in less than two months."

Madam Yan couldn't help but be shocked when she heard this. No wonder she couldn't contact the other party recently. It turned out that she had lost the battle.

"Is the news reliable?" Madam Yan looked up into the Second Prince's eyes and confirmed carefully, not daring to miss any of his expressions.

"This morning, the letter of surrender has been placed on the emperor's desk. Do you think it is reliable?" The Second Prince did not notice Madam Yan's body stiffened for a moment, and just expressed his dissatisfaction to himself.

"How could it be? They have been preparing for several years, with an army of nearly 100,000 on the border. How could they be defeated so quickly?" Madam Yan still couldn't believe what she heard.

The Second Prince hugged Madam Yan tightly when he heard this, "It's still that girl Meixiang. I don't know what kind of magic she used to become the saint of the tribe."

Meixiang? How could it be her again? Madam Yan said viciously in her heart. She couldn't remember how many good things this princess, whom she had never met, had ruined for her. When she got into her hands one day, she would pay it back a thousand times and would not let this princess have an easy life.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the anger in her heart, Madam Yan continued to ask: "So, where is the eldest prince now? How is he?"

The Second Prince, who was in high spirits, turned over and pressed on her: "You still have the mind to care about others now, you should care about yourself first."

In the primeval forest that blocked out the sun, with the help of the two little friends, Meixiang and her group's return journey was much smoother than the trip there. In order not to cause panic among the villagers of Liujia Village, baskets of rare medicinal materials were constantly carried back to Liu's house by the wild beasts in the mountains in backpacks, and then Meiying arranged for someone to hand them over to Old Man Luo.

This mountain range is a natural treasure trove with countless rare things in it. Now with two little ones leading the way, the things are like beautiful pebbles in the water, for them to find and pick as they please.

Ever since Meixiang inherited the Holy Maiden Temple, she felt closer to these little animals. Although there are not many with high IQs like Fat Tiger and Little Tiger, under normal circumstances she can understand about 60% or 70% of them even by guessing.

If it weren't for Chu Zeming's letters urging him one after another, and that Situ Yixu's return to the court could not be delayed any longer, Mr. Dou would have refused to leave the mountain. Here he was like a teenager who had returned to adolescence. Everything was so strange to him. He hated to eat and sleep every day and went on adventures everywhere.

"Sir, take a look." Meixiang leaned against Situ Yidong's arms, shaking the letter that the wild wolf that delivered the herbs had just brought back today, and smiled helplessly at Mr. Dou, "If we don't go back, Brother Chu will come with a knife to catch us back."

Since Situ Yidong was recognized by the Saint Maiden Hall, he no longer concealed his feelings for Meixiang, and the two of them showed their affection from time to time. Although Haoyue is not yet open to the modern world, over the years, under the influence of Meixiang's daily unconscious actions, he has become more accepting of them. He went from being uncomfortable at the beginning to being at ease now.

"This Chu kid can't even handle such a small matter. Hurry him up. He hasn't made any progress in all these years." Mr. Dou kept working and complained quietly.

He really wanted to stay on this mountain, but when he looked up at the wild beasts surrounding him, he thought, forget it. He didn't have the courage to stay here alone.

Meixiang looked up at the sky. Although she felt regretful, it was indeed getting late. She had to return to Liu's Mansion before dinner today. Tomorrow was the day Situ Yixu would return to the court, and there was no time to delay.

"Mr. Dou, hurry up. At worst, we can come back later." Meixiang said with a smile as she watched the old man chattering non-stop while using his hands and feet to sort out the herbs in his hands.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Dou's eyes instantly lit up with surprise, and he asked repeatedly, "Really? You can't lie to an old man like me. When will you come again?"

"Really? When have I ever lied to you? I will come when I am free. But the herbs I brought back this time are enough to keep you busy. Do you have time to come?"

"Yes, yes, there must be. It's a pity that so many treasures are buried in the deep mountains and forests without seeing the light of day."

Only those who are doctors can appreciate the preciousness of herbs. It is like a skilled housewife looking at an empty rice jar. No matter how skilled she is, she cannot cook without rice.

A letter from the capital arrived at Liu's residence earlier than Meixiang and her group.

Looking at the words written in a flamboyant style on the envelope, the beautiful woman's eyes darkened. Is this finally coming? After not seeing each other for more than ten years, no matter how much affection there is between husband and wife, it will be ruthlessly worn away by time.

In fact, she was more afraid than her daughter Meixiang of stepping into that circle in the capital again.