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

Tang Mumu lowered her eyes to look at her hands, and suddenly laughed tremblingly, but tears kept falling, "Master had a chance to take revenge, but I saved Emperor An from him, and stabbed the sword in my hand into his body. I killed my master with my own hands."

Tang Mumu was wrapped into Rong Yan's arms by a great force, and this time she did not struggle.

"Mumu, don't be like this."

The person in his arms was shaking constantly, and the tiny cries were like long, dense needles that pierced into his heart without any explanation. Rong Yan's heart tightened and he was in so much pain that he could hardly breathe.

Tang Mumu stood there, motionless, nor did she reach out to respond to Rong Yan. She wanted to cry loudly but was afraid of making others worry, so she just suppressed her emotions and sobbed quietly.

"I kind of... regret it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Mumu could feel the hands holding his back suddenly tighten.

Rong Yan let him go, with a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were full of panic. He asked softly as if testing, "What do you regret?"

Compared with Rong Yan, Tang Mumu was too petite. In addition, the two of them were standing too close at the moment. Rong Yan almost completely wrapped Tang Mumu in his arms. Tang Mumu had to look up to see Rong Yan's eyes.

"I regret meeting you, and I regret liking you even more."

Time seemed to freeze in an instant, and their eyes met. Tang Mumu knew where the anger in Rong Yan's eyes came from.

When she met him, he was already the high and mighty Prince Rong, while she was still an orphan who didn't even know who her biological parents were. If she hadn't been lucky enough to catch his eye, she would have died in Lingnan.

It is a great honor for Tang Mumu that His Royal Highness Prince Rong has given her his true heart. Now that she said such words, it is natural for Rong Yan to be angry.

What's more, he now has a ruthless poison in his body that makes him forget about love.

Without giving Rong Yan a chance to speak, Tang Mumu suddenly twitched the corner of her lips and said, "Rong Yan, my master is dead, and your father must die too. I can't wait any longer."

"So I don't want to like you anymore."

Rong Yan heard every word Tang Mumu said clearly. His hands hanging by his side kept shaking and anger rose in his heart. He himself didn't know why he hated the person in front of him so much.

That was his Mu Mu, how could he hate her?

"As long as you take back what you said, I will help you. I will help you kill the emperor."

Rong Yan almost blurted out, and the two looked at each other for a long time. Tang Mumu's thin lips moved slightly, and he said softly: "I don't need anyone to help me."

"You can't kill the emperor by yourself. He has the Imperial Guards around him. Many people are willing to die for him. Even if you succeed by chance, you will never get away with it."

"Mu Mu, as long as you say you love me, I am willing to help you. Even if he is my father, I will help you kill him."

Rong Yan suddenly reached out and grabbed Tang Mumu's arm tightly. The strength in his hand was so great that Tang Mumu couldn't help but frown in pain.

Rong Yan's expression froze, and his face gradually turned pale, "I'm not..." Rong Yan let go of Tang Mumu, lowered his eyes and looked at his trembling hands, "I didn't mean to hurt you..."

Tang Mumu raised her hands and wrapped them around Rong Yan's waist, resting her head on his chest, her eyes were already bloodshot, "Ah Yan, I don't want you to help me kill my father. He is your father, I won't let you kill your father."

"So... do you still like me?"

"Will you help me protect the General's Mansion?" Tang Mumu raised her head and looked at Rong Yan, her eyes moist. "I care about my mother, my elder sister, and Tang Jinghe. There are two younger sisters in the General's Mansion. They are all people I care about. Can you help me protect them?"

"If anything happens in the General's Mansion, I will no longer like you. I will keep my word."

"Tang Mumu."

Rong Yan gritted his teeth and whispered, the inexplicable anger in his heart rising uncontrollably again.

"Yes... I'm sorry, Mu Mu, I didn't mean to be mean to you, I... I couldn't control my emotions." While speaking, Rong Yan took a big step back, deliberately staying away from her.

Tang Mumu looked at him, her eyes filled with tears. She stretched out her trembling hand, which froze for a moment before retracting.

I didn't expect that at this time he would still feel guilty for being so cruel to me, and I didn't expect that the ruthless poison in his body had not yet fully erupted.

Thinking about how she had planted the ruthless poison in his body with her own hands, Tang Mumu's heart felt as if it was being bitten by thousands of poisonous insects. The pain spread to every inch of his bones and even his fingertips were aching.

As if she had lost all her strength, Tang Mumu squatted down against the door frame, burying her head in her arms. Low and fragmented sobs sounded again, and Rong Yan's heart was also pulled with pain.

Rong Yan walked forward, squatted down, and held Tang Mumu in his arms.

Feeling the familiar embrace, Tang Mumu couldn't stop crying.

"I promised Mu Mu that as long as Rong Yan is still alive, I will protect everyone in the General's Mansion. Please stop crying, okay?"

Every word Rong Yan spoke was like a sharp blade piercing deep into Tang Mumu's skin.

She didn't want to force him. Rong Yan was the man she loved most, and she dreamed of spending the rest of her life with him.

But she wanted revenge and wanted to kill his father. There was no hope for her and Rong Yan.

"Mu Mu, I won't force you. I won't ask you what you want to do. Please stop crying, okay?"

After a while, Tang Mumu raised her head from Rong Yan's arms, tried to force a smile at him, and put her arms around his neck, "My legs are numb, carry me to the bed."

Rong Yan carefully picked her up, his hands tightening as he slowly walked to the bedside, gently placed her on the bed, and reached out to tidy up her hair. He carefully held her face as if it were a rare treasure, and his voice was gentle, unlike his own. "I won't force you, nor will I ask you what you want to do, but you have to promise me that you will always consider yourself the most important. Your life doesn't just belong to you, half of it belongs to me, okay?"

Rong Yan waited for the person in front of him to answer. Seeing that she didn't speak, he continued, "I am your husband. You are not allowed to leave me. Didn't you just ask me how much I like you?"

"Mumu, listen carefully. I don't need to measure my love for you. If anything happens to you, I will never live in vain. Do you understand?"

Tang Mumu looked at him, pursed her lips when she heard his words, and before she could cry, her eyes were covered by a warm big hand.

"Don't cry, I'll take care of everything. As long as I'm alive, nothing will happen to anyone you care about, and nothing will happen to you either."

Tang Mumu raised her hand and pulled away Rong Yan's big hand covering her eyes, holding it tightly with her two small hands, "A Yan, there are many people I care about, but I don't want anything to happen to you."

"Have you forgotten that I am now His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? As long as I am here, no one will be in trouble. Don't be afraid."

Seeing the smile on Rong Yan's face, Tang Mumu couldn't smile at all. She didn't understand why things had evolved to this point. It was so difficult to meet someone you liked. Why couldn't two people who loved each other stay together until old age without illness or pain? Why did she and Rong Yan have to face such a difficult decision one day?

"Are you becoming the crown prince for me?" Tang Mumu suddenly asked the question that had been in his heart for a long time. If he really wanted to be the crown prince, he would not have waited until now.