I was kicked out of the house and became a princess.

Ying Meng waited for a long time tonight, but did not wait for Wang Qi's report to her.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

The sound transmission stone lit up at this moment, and Wang Qi's anxious voice made Yingmeng's uneasiness rise again.

"what happened?"

Ying Meng picked up the sound transmission stone and injected a bit of spiritual energy into it.

"Something happened to Your Highness the Princess!"

As soon as Wang Qi finished speaking, Yingmeng's figure disappeared.

"Your Majesty, hello, Your Majesty!"

Wang Qi stood there anxiously holding the sound transmission stone, looking at the little guy who fell into a deep sleep on the stone bed and couldn't wake up no matter how hard he woke up, he was so anxious that he was spinning in circles.

"Wang Qi, what's wrong with Ying'er!"

Yingmeng ran in from outside the cave and saw Yingying lying on the stone bed. She rushed over and hugged her in her arms.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness the Princess has been lying in bed all day, and she can't wake up no matter what..."

Wang Qi stood nearby and quickly explained the situation, and Yingmeng's frown deepened.

"It seems that the second trial is coming."

Ying Meng looked at the sleeping little one in her arms and held her tightly in her arms.

"Wang Qi, please go out first."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Wang Qi looked at Yingying worriedly, turned around and drifted towards the door.

After seeing Wang Qi disappear, Ying Meng made contact with Bai Zhuo in Yingying's body.

"Bai Zhuo, what happened before Yinger fell asleep?"

"I saw that she was groggy today, so I asked her to have a good rest. Who knew she just lay down, and she didn't know who she was chatting with. She didn't respond to me no matter how I called her. Later, there was no sound. I No matter how much I call her, she doesn’t respond, and I can’t find her consciousness in my heart.”

Bai Zhuo was also frightened and hesitated a little.

"The second trial is coming, Ying'er, you must wake up, you must..."

On the stone bed, Yingmeng hugged Yingying quietly, giving her the warmth she could.

When Yingying opened her eyes again, she felt that the surroundings were hazy and the heavy white fog made it impossible for her to see anything.

"Hey? Yanwazi, why are you here?"

An unfamiliar voice came from behind, startling her.

"Who?"

A middle-aged man wearing burlap clothes walked out of the fog with a hoe and looked at Yingying kindly.

"Yan Wazi, your mother asked you to go up the mountain to chop wood before dawn?"

The man's words made Yingying stunned. She looked down and found that she was carrying a basket, holding a hatchet in her hand, and wearing clothes similar to his.

"I am, who is it?"

Yingying felt that her head hurt and she couldn't remember what happened to her before. She always felt that she had forgotten something important.

"What's wrong, Yanwazi? Your body is so weak now, and your mother is still willing to let you go out to chop wood?"

Seeing Yingying holding her head and looking weak, the man quickly stepped forward to support her, carried her on his back, and walked down the mountain.

"Yan Wazi? I am, Tong Yan? By the way, I am Tong Yan, how could you forget?"

When she was approaching Pingle Town, Yingying seemed to remember something and muttered to herself.

"Don't catch a cold and have a fever because of cutting firewood. Children can't stand such a torment."

As the man spoke, he ran toward Pingle Town with Yingying on his back.

Drowsily, Yingying felt that she was lying on the bed, and there seemed to be many people around her. They were talking, but she couldn't hear clearly.

After an unknown amount of time, when Yingying woke up, she found that she had returned to her little nest, and Yan Ting and Tong Xihong were by her side.

"Xiaoyan is awake? Why didn't you say you were sick? Fortunately, I met your Uncle Zhou, otherwise you would have..."

Before Tong Xihong could finish speaking, he was hit by Yan Ting.

"Don't talk nonsense. If Xiaoyan keeps having a fever because of what you said, see how I can cure you!"

Yan Ting glared at him and greeted Tongyan.

"Mom, I'm fine, don't talk about Dad."

Yingying was lying on the bed a little weakly and said to Yan Ting.

"Okay, okay, I won't say it any more."

Seeing Tong Yan like this, Yan Ting was so distressed that she burst into tears.

"Why don't you go and boil some hot water for Xiaoyan!"

Yan Ting kicked Tong Xihong and cursed in a low voice.

"Oh, okay, okay, I'll go right now, I'll go right now!"

After realizing it, Tong Xihong got out of bed and went to boil water.

"Mom, I seem to have had a long dream. I dreamed that you didn't want me anymore. I dreamed that my father left me. In the end, someone seemed to take me in."

"Mom is here. Mom will always be with you. Xiaoyan, be good, let's take good care of your health first, okay?"

Yan Ting whispered softly next to Yingying, which made her feel even more that she must have had a long dream.

"Uh-huh."

Yingying nodded, but she always felt that she had forgotten something very important, and she couldn't remember it even if she thought about it carefully.

"Yes, you should take good care of your health first. When you are well, dad will take you out to play!"

Tong Xihong also came over with hot water and said cheerfully.

Yan Ting stretched out her hand to wring out the towel and gently placed it on Yingying's little head.

The happy look of a family of three is reflected in a pair of hidden big eyes in the sky.

"Enjoy it, it will be more interesting when you make a choice."

When Yan Ting went out to cook and only Yingying and Tong Xihong were in the same room, Yingying looked at Tong Xihong next to her and felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

"Dad, when will my eyes be treated again?"

"Ah? What to deal with? What's wrong with your eyes?"

Tong Xihong quickly stepped forward to take a look and found that there was nothing wrong.

"There's no problem. Children, don't think nonsense every day."

"No, didn't you say that my eyes are purple and I need to wash them with that potion every few days?"

Yingying was a little confused. She took a look at the bedside mirror and found that her eyes were the same black as normal people.

"There is no such thing. Aren't all people's eyes black? What are you thinking about?"

Tong Xihong tapped her little head gently and scolded softly.

"Ah? Did I remember it wrong?"

Just when Yingying wanted to think about it carefully, her little head started to hurt again.

"You must have remembered it wrong. If your eyes are purple, how could your mother and I not know about it?"

Tong Xihong chuckled.

"Okay, take good care of yourself, and I'll help your mother cook."

"Uh-huh."

Seeing Yingying's obedient look, Tong Xihong nodded with satisfaction, stood up and left the room.

"What did I forget? It always feels like it's something important."

Yingying murmured quietly, lying on the bed and staring at the window boredly.

The fog cleared up at some point, and the sun shone on the earth. The sounds of villagers working and chatting came in from the window, which made her feel more and more like she had been having a long, long dream. Everything in the dream was false, and now I woke up.