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

Tang Mumu is a person who is soft-hearted and does not tolerate hardship. She was no longer angry after such a long time, and now Rong Yan apologized in person, so she said happily: "Okay, then let's shake hands and make peace, and we will still be a family in the future."

The sound of rain hitting the eaves was clearly audible. The two were speechless for a moment. The firelight flickered. Tang Mumu's profile looked unusually well-behaved and cute against the backdrop of the fire. Rong Yan knew that he was dazzled and quickly turned his head away and stopped looking at him.

"Your Highness, why do you think Prince Shun has to do so many bad things? He is already such a high official, why is he not satisfied and has to force Lord Lin to steal the relief money? Why does Lord Lin want to steal the relief money regardless of everything, even at the cost of his own life? Moreover, this is not just his life, but the lives of 32 people in the Lin Mansion. I don't understand."

Tang Mumu rested his head on his legs, staring at the flickering flames in front of him.

"Because Prince Shun has not yet obtained what he wants, he wants to turn Huai County into a sword in his hand, and Lord Lin is the hilt. Unfortunately, the hilt is not very obedient, so Lord Lin's family is implicated."

"But is it worth it? For the sake of Lord Lin's wish, you have sacrificed the lives of other people in the Lin Mansion in vain. If the people you sent cannot save the people in the Lin Mansion, they will really die, and they may not even know why they died."

After a while, Tang Mumu finally heard Rong Yan's voice, "There is no such thing as worthwhile or not in what people do. It's all about what your heart desires. Lord Lin has served the country and the people. The people of Huai County will always remember him."

"Yes, he will die soon, and the people of Huai County will remember him forever."

The snake spirit poison takes three days to take effect, so Lin Qingyuan might be dead now.

Rong Yan remained silent. Having offended Prince Shun, there was no way he could survive.

"Lord Lin chose this moment to hand over the cloth and reveal the truth. How much courage do you think he must have to do this? Even if the situation is urgent, what if he has entrusted the wrong person?"

"Perhaps Lord Lin had no choice at that time. He could only choose to hand over the blood letter to us. He was making a huge gamble on whether we could be trusted. However, he was not the protagonist in this gamble."

"Then let's make him the protagonist. Lord Lin is a good official and shouldn't have ended up like this. Since he is doomed to die, he must die a worthy death. I guess Ah Chu and Song Jinyu must have returned to Shangjing City with the blood letter. When you go back, go find your father and make Prince Shun pay the price."

Tang Mumu was filled with resentment and wished she could kill Rong Yu right now. However, Rong Yan was filled with worry. He was not even sure that his father would really give an explanation to the Lin family.

It rained all night, and Tang Mumu slept peacefully, but Rong Yan was no longer sleepy. The injury on his shoulder seemed to have improved, and he didn't even feel any pain anymore. Rong Yan looked at the little face resting on his legs, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly. Perhaps in this life they could make up for the regrets of their previous life.

Before dawn, Tang Mumu was woken up by Rong Yan and continued on her way. The rain had stopped, and after a night of rain, even the smell of soil in the air was fresh.

Tang Mumu stretched, turned around and asked Rong Yan, "How do you feel about your injury? Do you want to drink some more of my blood?"

"I'm much better now." Rong Yan walked up to Tang Mumu, stared at her for a moment, and suddenly said, "Tang Mumu, you are not allowed to let anyone know that your blood can detoxify and heal injuries. No one except you and me can know. Remember?"

He remembered that his previous injury healed so quickly because he drank Tang Mumu's blood. If someone knew about this, Tang Mumu would be in great danger.

"Do you need to teach me this? If it wasn't an emergency, I wouldn't let you know. As long as you don't tell me, there's no problem."

"Of course I won't tell you."

"Should I thank you? Let's go quickly. Those people will catch up with us soon. I don't have any extra blood to feed you. You don't know that although my blood is very precious, I have a special physique. If I lose a little blood, I need to eat a lot of delicious food to make up for it. When we return to the palace, you can't treat me harshly. I didn't even have meat to eat in the palace before."

"When we get back to the palace, tell the kitchen to prepare whatever you want to eat. Since it is because of me that I need to eat tonic food, I will not treat you harshly."

"Okay, I know you won't treat me harshly. Let's go." Tang Mumu felt that Rong Yan talked a lot this morning.

In the next few days, the journey back to Shangjing was particularly smooth, and Rong Yan knew that his father had intervened.

Three days later, Tang Mumu looked at the plaque with three big characters "Shangjingcheng" on the city gate, and felt as if he was in another world.

"We are back. We are finally back, Your Highness. We are back, with no missing limbs. We are home safely."

Tang Mumu was very happy and pulled Rong Yan to spin around with her.

"Stop it." Rong Yan stopped the man and straightened his clothes with a serious face. "How can you be so crazy? How can you be a princess?"

"It's just a celebration. Of course we should celebrate such a good thing. It's been so dangerous along the way. Fortunately, I bought the Fat Fortune bracelet to protect us from danger and bring good luck in times of trouble."

"We are lucky. When the sword comes down, the bracelet won't jump out to block it for us."

Tang Mumu was almost speechless and glared at Rong Yan, "Can you please stop talking? I don't want to talk to you."

Tang Mumu walked into the city angrily, and Rong Yan followed behind him with a guilty conscience. It seemed that he was still too kind to Tang Mumu, as she dared to yell at him after coming back from a trip.

As soon as I returned to Prince Rong's Mansion, I saw Ji Chu sitting on the steps in front of the door. When Ji Chu saw Tang Mumu, he cried with joy.

"Why don't you go in and wait? It's so cold outside?"

Tang Mumu tidied Ji Chu's hair on her chest and pulled her into the house. Now that the Mid-Autumn Festival had passed, the weather was gradually getting cooler, especially at night when the wind was strong. Ji Chu was wearing thin clothes and her hands were cold.

"You finally came back safely, I thought..."

Ever since they entered the palace and presented the blood letter to the emperor, the emperor said that they had a hard trip and ordered the Song Mansion to take Song Jinyu back to recuperate, but he never mentioned the blood letter again. Ji realized something was wrong and sneaked into the Song Mansion to find Song Jinyu to discuss a solution, only to find out that he was locked up by the Song Mansion. Before Prince Rong returned to Beijing, General Song would not allow him to go out again.

Ji Chu originally wanted to look for Rong Yan and Tang Mumu along the way by herself, but she was worried that something might happen in the palace after she left. After thinking for a long time, she decided to wait for them to come back in the palace. However, she didn't expect that she had to wait for three days. She was almost discouraged during these three days. She originally planned that if they still didn't come back tomorrow, she would go find them by herself.

"Song Jinyu was really locked up. Even when he went to the toilet, he was accompanied by the guards of the mansion. He didn't even have a chance to escape. Song Taiwei was really angry this time. No matter how Song Jinyu threw a tantrum, he remained unmoved. I saw it all from the roof that day."

"Did you see how Song Jinyu threw a tantrum?" Tang Mumu really wanted to know what Song Jinyu looked like when he threw a tantrum.