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

Li Mingyu is dead.

After all, Yu Nan lived up to Yingmeng's expectations and disguised the scene very well, without letting Yingying see the clues and believe that Li Mingyu was forced to death.

The only thing that was unexpected was that Yingying didn't cry. In the past, she would have cried. After all, she was one of the few people in the town who was nice to her.

Pingle Town?

Except for Yingying, it seems that everyone is dead.

How did you die?

Yingying doesn't know, maybe Yingmeng knows.

"Let's bury him."

After a long time, Yingying opened her mouth to break the oppressive atmosphere.

"Where to be buried?"

Yu Nan didn't dare to make any decisions, so he bowed and asked.

"Pingle Mountain, there is a place halfway up the mountain specifically for burying people in the town. Let's bury them there."

Yingying sighed softly, feeling that she was not as sad as she thought.

"Yinger."

"My son, I have met my mother."

"This slave is here to meet Your Majesty."

Yingying and Yu Nan turned to Yingmeng and bowed.

"Yun Nan, you buried him here. Come on, Yinger. There are some things I think you still need to know."

Yingmeng ignored Li Mingyu who was lying in a miserable death state on the bed, took Yingying's little hand and left.

But Yingying didn't notice that the connection between her heart and the god had a faint purple light flickering, and from time to time, a purple particle was generated and melted into her heart.

In the imperial garden, Yingying sat quietly on Yingmeng's lap and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Ying'er, there are some things that I have to tell you after thinking about them."

"what's up?"

"Do you know how other young adults in Pingle Town died except those children who were sold alive to the Xinyan Empire?"

Yingmeng's words made Yingying feel a little uneasy.

"Almost all of them were killed by Li Mingyu and others, and then the bodies were sold to the Xinyan Empire. In order to atone for their sins, a tomb was built for everyone who died in his hands."

Yingying raised her head in disbelief. She couldn't believe that the kind old grandfather in her memory would actually do such a thing.

"For eternal life?"

Thinking of what Li Mingyu said to Yu Nan in prison, he asked tentatively.

"Ah."

Ying Meng nodded.

Although Yingying had expected this answer, this fact was still a bit difficult for her to accept.

"People can change, Ying'er, you must keep your eyes open and learn to be cruel."

Yingmeng rubbed Yingying's little head, and her serious words left Yingying without any doubt.

"In the eyes of people, we are gods and the royal family in their eyes, but you have to know that the empire is not only because of them, but because of us."

Yingying nodded in understanding. It was still a little too early for her to understand this truth.

"Ying'er, there's one more thing I want to tell you, but you must hold back and don't let yourself get too excited."

Although Yingying was a little confused, she still nodded.

"Tong Xihong's body was sold to Yinyue City by Li Mingyu, and everyone in Yinyue City was also killed because of the corpse poison..."

"No, it won't happen. I didn't see him in Yinyue City. He must be a liar, right?"

Yingying recalled the scene after all the bones were melted in Yinyue City, and she did not believe that Tong Xihong was there.

"I buried him with my own hands, and I asked Sister Yu Nan to send people to pay homage every year. How could it be possible, could it be..."

Seeing the silly girl losing control of her emotions in her arms, Ying Meng hugged her tightly and regretted telling her this.

"He must be a liar, Queen Mother, he is a liar, right?"

"Tong Xihong's body could not be recovered, so I asked Yu Nan to carve a body out of fragrant wood for Tong Xihong and put it in the tomb.

Ying'er, the dirtiest place in the world is the human heart. Listen to your mother and don't be fooled by the appearance of kind people, just like Li Mingyu. "

Yingmeng's gentle whispers echoed in Yingying's ears, and coupled with the influence of God in Yingying's body, her psychology was also developing towards the place Yingmeng expected.

Under the influence of Lu Xi, Hati, Yu Nan and Yingmeng, Yingying's psychological understanding of herself has changed from a human to a demigod. However, because Yingying is already Yingmeng physically, Yingying's biological daughter, so naturally, at this moment, Yingying already believed in her heart that she was a descendant of God, and humans were very cunning creatures, even though they had been kind in the past.

"Okay, don't cry anymore. I asked Yu Nan to carve a body out of fragrant wood for Tong Xihong and bury it in the grave. This matter is not your fault. You gave him a decent attitude and he won't blame you. "

Under Yingmeng's gentle caress, Yingying gradually stopped crying, but she still felt sad and lay in Yingmeng's arms without saying a word.

"Gululu~"

Yingying's belly rumbled at an inappropriate time.

"hungry?"

Yingmeng scratched Yingying's little nose and asked with a slight smile.

"Ah."

"Let's go, mom will take you to eat something delicious."

As the sun sets in the west, the afterglow shines on the mother and daughter, like a golden picture. Yingmeng held Yingying's little hand and walked on the way to the side hall. Their figures were stretched very long in the corridor, while Yingmeng's eyes always fell on her daughter gently, her eyes full of love.

The rays of the setting sun reflected on them, giving their silhouettes a golden glow.

In these years, Yingmeng tried her best to fulfill her role as a mother, and once again she felt the warmth of home in Yingying.

Yu Nan followed them silently, raising his head from time to time to look at the mother and daughter, and finally his eyes fell on Yingying.

Thinking about Yingying's growth over the years, thinking about Yingying's shy and timid appearance when she first came to the Dimensional Temple, and thinking about the first time Yingying and Yingmeng dealt with some memorials together, even though the memorials were all about trivial matters, But now, the little girl back then has finally grown into a qualified heir in the eyes of the ministers.

Your Highness has grown up and is no longer the same as before...