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

"Tang Mumu is timid and cowardly. She doesn't dare to say these words."

Tang Mumu rolled her eyes. "People have come to bully me, but I'm still silent like a quail. Do I look so easy to bully? Besides, did we know each other before? How do you know what I am like?"

She asked Jinse. Tang Mumu was a weak young lady who never went out of the house. Even the people in the general's mansion might not remember that there was such a young lady. How could she have met a stranger like Rong Yan before getting married?

Rong Yan choked. The person he knew was Tang Mumu from his previous life. They did not know each other before they got married.

But a person can't change just like that. It's not possible that Tang Mumu will change just because he was reborn.

"In any case, you'd better behave yourself, otherwise I will kill you at any time. There is no rule here that does not allow killing women."

Tang Mumu was extremely furious. If she could beat Rong Yan now, she would definitely hang this annoying man up and give him a good beating.

Fat beating.

"Did you hear that clearly?"

"I heard it, I heard it. Are you sick? Why are you making such a loud noise? I'm not deaf."

Tang Mumu covered her ears impatiently. She really didn't want to see this annoying man for a moment.

Rong Yan was too lazy to pay attention to her and got into the carriage directly. Tang Mumu punched and kicked her on the spot until the driver urged him to get back into the carriage.

When they returned to the palace, Jinse was already waiting at the door. Rong Yan got off the carriage and strode into the palace, as if he had forgotten that there was someone following him.

"Miss, the prince seems angry, what happened?"

"Who knows what kind of madness he has? I'm not even angry, why should he be angry? You don't know that when I was in the palace, those people bullied me, and he stood by and watched from beginning to end, and never thought of helping me. After all, we are a family. I have never seen such an irresponsible husband."

Jinse sighed. The young lady is now a completely different person than before. In the past, she had heard that the second young lady was kind, filial, and law-abiding. She didn't know what to do when she returned home tomorrow.

"Alright, why are you sighing all day at such a young age? It's fine if he ignores me, but I don't want to pay attention to him either. I've been hungry in the palace all day. Is there anything to eat?"

"Nong Yue Tang has already prepared the meal. I will help the young lady back first."

The moon was at its zenith. After eating and drinking, Tang Mumu was about to take Jinse for a walk in the yard, but she found a person hiding in the shadow of the corner. Tang Mumu's face lit up with joy, thinking that it must be her master coming to find her.

"You don't have to follow me. Go back and rest. I'll be back by myself in a while." Tang Mumu's voice became a little lighter.

"The servant will accompany the young lady."

"No need..." Before he could finish his words, Tang Mumu noticed something was wrong. The man smelled of blood. Tang Mumu grabbed Jinse and took a half step back, staring at the shadow in the corner with a vigilant look on his face.

"What's wrong, miss?"

Tang Mumu glared at Jinse and shook her head at her, and the latter immediately fell silent.

"There's a thief in Nong Yue Hall. Go find the prince. I'll take him under control first. You tell the prince to come over quickly."

Tang Mumu pushed Jinse back. The man must be seriously injured now, and now was the best chance to capture him.

"Miss, I..."

"Why don't you go quickly?"

Tang Mumu shouted sternly. Jinse didn't dare to delay any longer and quickly ran out of the yard, holding up her skirt.

"I don't care who you are. Now that you have entered my yard, no matter who you are, don't put up any more futile resistance. My prince will be here soon, and you won't be able to escape even if you have wings."

Tang Mumu walked towards the corner carefully. He said this just to scare the man and to give himself courage. Although he often practiced martial arts with his master and Hong Yi in the valley before, he had never fought with real swords. To be honest, Tang Mumu still felt unsure.

"Who are you... Rong Yan? Why is it you?"

Tang Mumu walked closer and saw clearly that the so-called assassin she was talking about was actually Rong Yan, who seemed to be seriously injured. At least it was obvious that he wanted to kill her but didn't have the strength to do so.

"Are you okay? I didn't mean to do that. I thought an assassin had entered the house. I'm going to call a doctor for you now. Wait for me."

Tang Mumu turned around and was about to leave, then turned back and said to herself, "How about I take you back to Zhujingxuan first and then go find a doctor, or I can help you call Moyi?"

Rong Yan seemed to have calmed down a little and didn't have the energy to argue with her about what had just happened. He grabbed Tang Mumu's shoulder with his left hand.

"You let go."

Rong Yan never thought that Tang Mumu would dare to throw a wounded man like him over his shoulder. The wound had not stopped bleeding to begin with, and now Rong Yan could even feel that his clothes on his chest were soaked with blood. He should not have come here.

"Oh my god, I didn't mean it. Rong Yan, how are you? Are you still alive? Please don't die. I'll go find Mo Yi now."

"Come back." Rong Yan almost bit out these two words with his teeth, but he didn't dare to touch Tang Mumu again.

Tang Mumu squatted down, saw his injuries clearly, and couldn't help but take a breath. He was so injured but still not dead. He was really a scourge to the world.

"Let me help you in first. If you keep bleeding, you'll turn into a mummy."

Rong Yan closed his eyes and made a mental note that if he were there, he wouldn't have to suffer this torture.

"Then move." Rong Yan's voice was trembling.

"Oh, okay." Tang Mumu came back to her senses and carefully lifted Rong Yan up. They were only a few feet away from the house. When she put him on the bed, Tang Mumu was so tired that she couldn't even finish her words.

"You...did you do this on purpose? Can't you use a little more strength? You're tiring me out."

Rong Yan lay on the bed and stared at the bed curtains. He no longer had the strength to speak.

Tang Mumu tried hard to suppress the curve of her lips. She did it on purpose. Anyway, no one would die. It was just some physical pain. Compared with Rong Yan, she was still kind to him.

"How are you? Should I go get you a doctor? Where can I find a doctor?"

Tang Mumu looked so anxious that Rong Yan thought she was really scared.

"Fanyan will be here soon, you don't need to worry about it."

Rong Yan was seriously injured and his voice was very weak. Tang Mumu obediently stepped aside and stood not to disturb him.

"How is the prince?"

Fan Yan almost rushed in, and Jinse followed behind him, panting. This man just barged in so brazenly, and she couldn't stop him.

"Miss... he came in on his own, I couldn't stop him."

Tang Mumu nodded and came in. She had nothing to be ashamed of.

"Your prince is seriously injured. If the bleeding is not stopped, he will lose too much blood. Why don't you do it?"

Seeing Fan Yan standing there motionless, Tang Mumu couldn't help but remind him, does this wooden lump really want his master to die from excessive blood loss?

Fanyan still didn't move, his face was covered with sweat, his hands were shaking, Tang Mumu could see that he was too nervous, he sighed, walked to the bedside and bent over to take a look, "Jinse, go get a basin of water, Fanyan, go find the best wound medicine and gauze, and give me a dagger."

Jinse pushed Fanyan out and went about their business.

Tang Mumu took off Rong Yan's outer robe. When she was about to take off his inner garment, who would have thought that the man would hide inside with an embarrassed look on his face.