The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Lu Jiuqing stayed away from Mo Xiao, and the big stone that was weighing on his heart seemed to be removed instantly, and he felt much more relaxed.

Although she had been far away in the south of the Yangtze River for so many years and had not met Mo Xiao face to face, she had never left Mo Xiao's control.

The doctor around her was arranged by Mo Xiao, and the medicinal materials she took were sent by Mo Xiao. Her small courtyard was surrounded by Mo Xiao's secret guards, and her every move, word and deed were reported to Mo Xiao truthfully.

Although they were thousands of miles apart, she felt that Mo Xiao was holding a rope in his hand, and the other end of the rope was tied around her neck. With just one move of Mo Xiao's hand, she could suffocate her who was thousands of miles away.

Therefore, she felt unspeakably depressed in her heart. When Mo Xiao's letters came one by one, she threw them into the brazier without hesitation. She was resisting in this way, as if she could break free of the rope around her neck a little.

Later, Mo Xiao came here in person and said many, many words to her. Those words made Lu Jiuqing unable to help but be shaken.

During the time when she was wavering, the rope around her neck seemed to turn into an exquisite collar, allowing her to ignore the feeling of being trapped. It wasn't until she heard the news that the Queen Mother had married Mo Xiao on the street that day that she suddenly woke up. Where was the exquisite collar around her neck, wasn't it still the suffocating rope?

Therefore, Lu Jiuqing ran away.

She has lived two lives, always being influenced by others, and has never lived according to her own wishes. Now, she wants to live for herself.

Fortunately, her baby, the child she worked so hard to give birth to, firmly chose her.

Lu Jiuqing reached out and touched Mo Chengning's little face and said softly, "No matter what, mother, thank you."

Mo Chengning, who was asleep, heard nothing, but instinctively rubbed Lu Jiuqing's hand.

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Late at night, the entire inn was silent, except for the lantern in front of the door, which was still on and was swaying back and forth in the wind.

Chunsheng was lying on the roof with a piece of grass in his mouth and his hands on his pillow. Under him was the room where Lu Jiuqing and Mo Chengning rested. Xia Ying, on the other hand, was wrapped in thick clothes and squatting in front of Lu Jiuqing's room door.

The two of them were like cats, making no sound, not even breathing.

Under this extreme silence, any sound was particularly noticeable, so when some footsteps came along the wind, Chunsheng and Xia Ying reacted immediately.

The two stood up instantly, looking at the door of the inn at the same time.

Chunsheng stood on the roof and could see the situation outside earlier.

I saw a few dark figures entering the inn door quietly in the dark night. They did not rush in, but looked up at Chun Sheng who was standing on the roof.

When Chun Sheng saw this outfit, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and sighed inwardly.

He jumped down from the roof and landed in front of the black figures. He looked at the leader and shrugged helplessly.

The person in charge is the leader of the secret guard.

The leader of the secret guard is also a romantic person on weekdays, and his face is always high-spirited. But after just one day and one night, the leader no longer seemed romantic, but instead looked depressed. The high-spiritedness on his face had disappeared, leaving only haggardness.

With dark circles under his eyes, the leader glanced at the inn and weakly asked Chunsheng: "Are the girl and your highness okay?"

Chunsheng nodded: "Okay."

The leader breathed a sigh of relief and murmured: "That's good, otherwise we will all die here."