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

Rong Yan pressed her head into his arms, and only then was he able to suppress the heat rising in his heart.

Tang Mumu struggled to stick her head out of his arms, "You are so kind, my second sister gave you to me, I feel bad for her."

"I'm not a cabbage, why should I give in?"

It was originally yours.

"Rong Yan?"

"Ok?"

"I look exactly like my second sister, will you not recognize me? If she regrets not giving you to me in the future, will you not want me anymore?"

Rong Yan couldn't help but raise his hand and rub her nose, a little angry, "What are you thinking about all day? I'm not blind, how can I not recognize it? Only you don't want me, not me who doesn't want you."

Tang Mumu kept rubbing her head in his arms and shaking her head, "No, I won't give up on you. Even if one day you and Master really come to blows, I won't give up on you."

Rong Yan was about to speak when he heard her mutter, "But I won't abandon my master either. If you two really fight with swords, can you promise me not to hurt my master?"

Rong Yan's heart tightened. Tang Mumu looked too pitiful and he felt distressed.

He reached out and rubbed the top of her head, as if to promise, "Okay, I won't hurt your master, don't worry."

Tang Mumu smiled again, shaking his head and saying, "Don't worry, I won't let Master hurt you. I will protect you with my most precious life, never..."

Suddenly, Rong Yan's warm palm covered his eyes. Tang Mumu was stunned for a moment and took his hand away. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, I just saw a little fly trying to get into your eye."

Tang Mumu said "oh" and forgot what he was talking about just now.

"Mumu."

"Ok?"

"I don't need you to protect me. No matter what time it is, you just need to protect yourself. Even if your master wants to kill me, don't do anything about it."

"No, that won't work. If you die I won't have a husband. I don't want to be a widow."

Rong Yan laughed out loud at her words, feeling both amused and angry.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. I'm here. I won't let Master kill you." Tang Mumu's eyes were firm, as if she could really hold up the sky for Rong Yan.

It took Rong Yan a moment to come back to his senses. No one had ever said they would protect him, and no one had ever stood behind him. Only Tang Mumu said so and did so.

Sometimes he would ask himself when he noticed that Tang Mumu was different, and when he began to have different feelings for her. Now that he thought about it, he noticed the difference when she climbed over the wall to escape on their wedding night, and he began to have different feelings for her when she protected him behind her for the first time and used her small body to block assassins for him.

Everything between them is traceable.

"Okay, thank you Mumu. I'll have to trouble you to protect your husband."

Tang Mumu patted her chest and said with her little face up, "Of course, don't worry, husband."

As the days passed, the wedding date of Song Jinyu and Ji Chu was soon approaching. Tang Mumu got up early in the morning and asked Jinse to dress her up. She wanted to avoid overshadowing the bride, but she also couldn't lose to other women. She was Ji Chu's friend and was the one who would stand behind her and protect her.

She wanted everyone to see clearly that besides Song Jinyu, there was also Prince Rong's Mansion behind her.

When Ji Chu and Song Jinyu were getting married, Tang Mumu's eyes were red from crying. Ji Chu had suffered so much, but now he finally got his happy ending.

The veil on Ji Chu's head could not be taken off, and Tang Mumu was not allowed to go to the bridal chamber. But she couldn't help it and sneaked in. She wanted to see how beautiful Ji Chu would be as a bride.

"Achu, I'm here."

"Mumu?" Ji Chu said briskly, "Why are you here?"

"Keep your voice down. I sneaked in here. They didn't know and didn't see me. I just wanted to see what you look like as a bride. I'll just take a look and then leave. Don't be afraid."

After Ji Chu nodded in agreement, Tang Mumu quickly lifted the veil and took a look. Just one glance and she could imagine how surprised that silly boy Song Jinyu would be when he saw Ji Chu.

"Song Jinyu is lucky. Such a beautiful bride is his."

Hearing this, Ji Chu couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You said a few days ago that I made a fortune by marrying Song Jinyu."

"You two have both gained something. No one has gotten anything for the other. Just like the situation between me and His Highness, I am also very good and he has also gained something."

"Yes, Your Majesty has made a profit."

Tang Mumu didn't dare to stay long, so she chatted with Ji Chu for a few words and then left. But just as she walked out of the wedding courtyard and was about to return to the main hall, she met Tang Qingzhi.

To return to the main hall, one had to pass through the Song Mansion Garden. A pavilion was built in the center of the lotus pond. Not only was Tang Qingzhi in the pavilion, but there were also several official ladies whom she didn't know about.

Tang Mumu just glanced at it casually, thinking that it was a gathering among the young ladies of their aristocratic families, so she didn't take it seriously and planned to leave quickly. After taking two steps, she heard a shrill voice from one of them. Tang Mumu subconsciously turned around to look, but saw that one of the women pushed Tang Qingzhi.

Without thinking too much, Tang Mumu immediately walked onto the wooden bridge and arrived at the pavilion in a moment. Seeing that the woman was still trying to attack him, he stepped forward and grabbed her hand without thinking.

"What are you doing?" Tang Mumu said in a cold voice. He pulled Tang Qingzhi behind him to protect her, and stared at the woman in front of him with an unhappy look on his face.

The few people didn't react to the sudden appearance of a person for a while. Seeing that she was dressed elegantly, they thought she was a daughter of a new rich family in the capital, so they didn't scold her.

"Mu Mu, stop it. She is Miss Jiang, the granddaughter of Prime Minister Jiang. You must not be rude."

Tang Qingzhi was the first to react. She hurried forward and asked Tang Mumu to let go. Tang Mumu looked at her and then let go of the woman's hand.

"Who are you? How dare you be so rude? I don't know how your family taught you manners." Jiang Yu rubbed his red wrist with an angry look on his face.

"Ms. Jiang, be careful with your words. This is Miss Tang Er, also Princess Rong."

Following the direction of the voice, Tang Mumu saw a girl in a goose yellow jacket standing in the corner. Upon closer inspection, she found that it was the girl from the last Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, the daughter of the Minister of Rites, Yan Jinhuan.

"Miss Yan, you are here too?" Tang Mumu thought she was beautiful the last time they met, so when he saw her again, he greeted her naturally.

Yan Jinhuan seemed stunned, as if he didn't expect that she still remembered him. He took two steps forward and saluted Tang Mumu, "Princess Rong."

"Get up, get up, no need to be so polite." Tang Mumu doesn't like those false formalities. Girls of their age should be sisters.

"You are Princess Rong, you don't look that great."

Tang Mumu looked over and saw that it was the girl who had just pushed Tang Qingzhi, the prime minister's daughter.

"Why did you bully my elder sister just now?"