After rebirth, the prince fell into the hands of the princess again

"Sixth brother, are second brother and second sister-in-law really dead?"

Rong Jing was kneeling on the edge of the cliff. His originally tender face was now dirty and his sleeves were torn. He was worried about his brother but he held back his tears. His gritted teeth and endurance made people feel very distressed.

"Is there a lake underneath?" Rong Yan did not answer Rong Jing's question immediately, but turned to ask Xie Yu who was also anxious. The latter was relieved by his question.

"When I was young, I heard from my master that there was a lake at the bottom of the cliff."

Rong Yan helped Tang Mumu to stand up, and then pulled Rong Jing up from the ground. "With my second brother here, both of them will be fine. The antidote is about to lose its effect. We have to leave before the miasma in the forest rises. After we get out, we have to find a way to go around the cliff to find my second brother and the others."

"The doctors in the palace may be able to prepare an antidote. Why don't we go back to the palace first?" Xie Yu suggested making plans after returning to the palace.

"That's fine. Father was too frightened today. I'm afraid he will have to bother me in the palace for a few more days."

After hearing what his sixth brother said, Rong Jing immediately remembered that he had left his father aside, so he turned around and ran over, and saw that Brother Song had already helped his father up.

"Father." Rong Jing called out in a whisper. Rong Anlin just glanced at him and then looked at Rong Yan, who immediately walked towards him.

"Father." Rong Yan bowed and inadvertently stood in front of Tang Mumu, blocking her with his body.

"Can the second brother...really come back?"

"Yes, my second brother and second sister-in-law can come back."

Seeing Rong Yan's firm tone, Rong Anlin finally breathed a sigh of relief. After this incident, he seemed to have more feelings for his sons. If the second son could really come back alive, he would definitely find a chance to compensate his brothers. In the past, he was indeed too partial to the fourth son and ignored the others.

"Go back and rest for three days. After three days, I will set off to return to Shangjing. You guys stay in Xiling and bring the second brother back with you. I will welcome you back after you return. You all have done a great job in protecting me today. I will reward you according to your merits after you return."

As soon as the emperor finished speaking, everyone present except Xie Yu and Tang Mumu knelt down. Tang Mumu's eyes were always on Jiang Moqing who fell beside him. He suddenly came to his senses and immediately knelt down.

"I am terrified. This is what I should do."

"I am terrified."

"Everyone, get up." Rong Anlin motioned for them to stand up, turned around and prepared to leave. Rong Jing, who was closest to him, hurriedly supported him. He didn't know if he was really frightened today, but the emperor, who was always fierce and domineering, seemed to have aged a few years for no reason, and even needed someone to support him when walking.

Song Jinyu and Ji Chu glanced at Tang Mumu and Rong Yan, then understood what he meant and followed the emperor.

"Let's bury the master here. The scenery here is beautiful and isolated from the world. The master will probably like this place."

Tang Mumu squatted down in front of Xie Yuan, who glared at her with hatred, "If you hadn't betrayed Master, how could Master have ended up like this? You are a traitor, you betrayed Master and ancestors, you will definitely not have a good death in the future."

Tang Mumu didn't react, but Rong Yan couldn't bear it anymore after hearing that. He walked over and pulled Tang Mumu up to protect him behind him. "Princess, please be careful with your words. He has committed many crimes and deserves it. This matter has nothing to do with Mumu. It is the princess who disregarded the greater good and helped the tyrant. She should think about her own fate."

"My aunt is outspoken, please forgive me, Your Highness Prince Rong and Princess Rong. I will take my aunt away first. I will hold a banquet in the palace and wait for you to come back."

Xie Yuan resisted Xie Yu's approach, but the latter knocked her out and took her away.

Apart from the corpses everywhere, only Tang Mumu and Rong Yan were left on the cliff.

Tang Mumu covered her face with her hands, letting the tears flow out from between her fingers. Rong Yan held her in his arms without saying a word.

Soon, Tang Mumu withdrew from Rong Yan's arms. Only in front of him did she not have to hide her emotions. But now she didn't have so much time to cry, as her master's body needed to be buried.

"How about we bury the master here? The southern barbarians were also isolated from the outside world in the past. The master should like this place. When I have the chance in the future, I will bring the master's ashes back and bury them with our ancestors."

One day, she will definitely bring her master home.

After burying their master's body, kowtowing and bidding farewell, Tang Mumu and Rong Lou finally managed to get down the mountain before the miasma rose.

As soon as she left the woods, Tang Mumu's legs went weak and she didn't have the strength to go on.

"Can I carry you back?"

Rong Yan squatted in front of her, and Tang Mumu quickly lay on Rong Yan's back. Her wound was very painful, and she had no strength left in her body. She really couldn't walk anymore. She just wanted to sleep at this moment.

Rong Yan held the person on his back tightly with both hands and took steady and slow steps.

"Does the wound hurt?" His tone was as gentle as if he was coaxing a child.

"Yeah, a little bit. I don't have any energy. I want to sleep."

"Then take a nap, and when you wake up we'll be at the palace."

"Okay, call me when you get there."

"Ah."

Xie Yu held a banquet in the palace, and all the important ministers in the court attended the banquet to welcome the arrival of the Emperor of the Le Dynasty and to show their respect for the Emperor of the Le Dynasty.

Ji Chu stared at the empty seat next to Rong Yan in a daze, and then looked at the empty seat opposite, which was originally supposed to belong to Linlang and His Royal Highness Prince Jing.

She was the last one to meet up with Mu Mu and the others, and now she was the only one at the palace banquet.

Feeling very upset, he drank a few more glasses of wine. When he wanted to drink another glass, a hand beside him stopped the wine cup. He turned his head to meet Song Jinyu's worried eyes. Ji Chu felt powerless and helpless.

"That's enough for tonight. Stop drinking."

Song Jinyu's tone was almost commanding, his eyes full of worry. Ji Chu felt bored and put down the cup after hearing his words.

"I'm drunk and want to go home. Can you take me home?"

Song Jinyu was a little stunned. Ji Chu seldom acted coquettishly in front of him, but at this moment she was leaning on his arm, staring at him motionlessly with her wet eyes. Her voice was soft and sticky, like a kitten tired of playing, pestering its owner for company.

Song Jinyu's heart softened almost immediately. He turned sideways to look at Rong Yan. Before he finished speaking, he saw the other party nodded, so he moved closer to Ji Chu and said in a gentle tone: "Then you just sit there and wait for me. I'll go and tell Tong Sheng, okay?"

Ji Chu nodded obediently.

It had only been a cup of tea since Song Jinyu and Ji Chu left the table when Rong Yan began to feel a little restless. However, seeing that the Xiling officials were drinking happily and A Jing was still young, it would be inappropriate for him to leave. However, he was worried about leaving Tang Mumu alone.

Feeling flustered, he had to drink another glass of wine to sober himself up. He looked up and saw his father motioning him to come forward. Rong Yan quickly stood up and walked to his side.

Rong Anlin leaned close to Rong Yan's ear and said, "Go and accompany your princess. Lord Chen and Xiaojiu are enough here."

Rong Yan looked at him in surprise, even suspecting that he had heard it wrong, but the concern in his father's eyes did not seem to be fake, and an indescribable joy suddenly surged in his heart.

"Go."

Rong Anlin said something again, and Rong Yan happily took his leave. Then he turned to Rong Jing, who was eating happily, and said, "Take good care of your father. Call me if you need anything."

Rong Jing's mouth was full of food, so he could only nod vigorously to show that he understood. Rong Yan then quickly hurried to Juyang Palace, even using light skills on the way.