The beloved little princess arrives, and the evil ghost howls for mercy!

"Let's see who dares!"

Yang Haiyu turned around in shock.

When he saw Mu Leng, who was wearing armor and coming with murderous intent, his legs became weak uncontrollably.

"Mu...General Mu?"

After being stunned, he regained consciousness.

"on!"

There was a sarcastic smile in Mu Ling's eyes.

Without him opening his mouth, Wenqing and Wenqing brothers quickly rushed towards Yang Haiyu and others with their soldiers.

When he saw his uncle, Xiao Yanbao waved his chubby arms and swung his chubby legs and ran towards Muling.

As she ran, she purred and screamed.

"Doudou! Doudou!"

The sarcastic chill in Mul Leng's eyes dissipated instantly.

"Yan Bao, uncle is here."

Before Xiao Yanbao could run over, Muling took a few steps quickly, opened his arms and waited for the little guy to jump into his arms.

Xiao Yanbao whined and wrapped his white and tender little arms tightly around Mu Ling's neck.

The little milk sounds are particularly sticky and soft.

"Doudou~ Yanbao misses you so much~"

Mu Ling felt soft in his heart.

Seeing Xiao Yanbao clinging tightly to his arms, he hurriedly used his arms to separate the little guy slightly.

The armor is hard, but Xiao Yanbao's skin is delicate and can be easily scratched.

Xiao Yanbao quit.

Pushing hard into his arms.

"Doudou! Hug~"

Muling was happy and worried at the same time, so he explained to her in a gentle voice.

"Yan Bao, uncle's armor is strong."

Xiao Yanbao raised her chin proudly and hummed.

"Yan Bao is not afraid. Yan Bao's flesh is stronger than armor. Armor cannot hurt Yan Bao!"

Mu Ling couldn't laugh or cry when he heard what the little guy said.

How can the little guy's delicate skin be more powerful than his armor.

But the little guy was happy and responded with a smile.

"Yeah! Our Yanbao is the most powerful!"

Xiao Yanbao chuckled.

Wen Qing pressed Yang Haiyu over.

"General, Yang Haiyu and others have captured it!"

Mu Ling hugged Xiao Yanbao and nodded.

"Take him to prison and await your Majesty's fate!"

Feng Mian spoke at the right time.

"General Mu, why don't you let Yan Bao take a look at these people first?"

Mu Ling was confused, but nodded immediately.

"it is good."

Feng Mian walked up to Mu Ling and looked at Xiao Yanbao tenderly.

"Yan Bao, look at these people. Do any of them still have human skin masks on their faces?"

Xiao Yanbao blinked his big eyes and turned to look at Yang Haiyu and others.

"Feng Mian Guo Guo, except for this uncle who hides black insects in his sleeves, none of them wear... leather masks on their faces."

Yang Haiyu's eyes suddenly fell on Gu Yanbao with his head lowered and a sinister expression on his face.

At that moment, murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

As soon as the Gu insect was thrown out of his sleeves, the threads in Xiao Yanbao's mind quickly escaped.

At the same time, Muling and Wen Qing raised their hands at the same time.

With a "bang", both Yang Haiyu's arms were disabled.

Two black Gu insects turned into blood foam in mid-air.

Wen Qing quickly took a few steps back.

"The Gu insects from the Wu clan in Nanxiang are really disgusting every time I see them."

Wenxin frowned.

"Yonglebo Mansion is both a zombie and a Gu insect from the Nanxiang witch clan. How dare you!"

Muling lowered his head and looked at Xiao Yanbao in his arms.

Xiao Yanbao looked up at him.

"Doudou, what's wrong?"

Mu Ling touched his head gently.

"It's okay, Yan Bao. Are you going to the palace with your uncle to see His Majesty?"

Feng Xiaowu groaned angrily.

"She's not going! She wishes she could live in Prime Minister Gu's mansion now!"

Xiao Yanbao was busy defending.

"No, no, Doudou, before Yan Bao..."

Feng Mian interrupted her with a smile.

"Yan Bao, why don't we go back to the palace with General Mu first, just in time to take a look at Yan Bao's Er Guo Guo and San Guo Guo."

Xiao Yanbao was thinking about whether A Niang was also a twin and nodded immediately.

"Good~"

Feng Xiaowu pouted.

"Two pots and three pots, none of them are good!"

Feng Siling lowered his voice.

"Xiao Wu, Yan Bao is not looking for them to play, he is looking for them to do business."

Feng Xiaowu glared at Feng Siling.

Feng Siling just looked at him with an indulgent smile.

Feng Xiaowu groaned angrily.

"Don't look at me like that!"

Feng Siling looked away from Shan Ruliu.

"it is good."

Feng Xiaowu choked.

Couldn't help but mutter.

"Why have I never seen you so obedient before?"

Feng Siling's voice was still low, but with a little sourness.

"Before...there was a queen."

Feng Xiaowu: "..."

Feng Xiaowu choked up when he thought of the kind-faced and vicious queen.

Apologize.

The arrogant and willful Fifth Highness could not speak out.

Don't apologize...

I feel weird.

Feng Xiaowu rolled his eyes and rushed directly to Mu Ling.

"General Mu, can I hug Yanbao?"

Although Muleng couldn't bear to part with his niece, her niece had a good relationship with the princes and would be good for the little one's future.

He smiled and nodded.

"Then I'll ask Your Highness, Fifth Prince, to help take care of Yan Bao."

Feng Xiaowu held the soft little Yanbao in his arms and suddenly narrowed his big eyes in happiness.

"No trouble, no trouble!"

He is curious about it!

Feng Mian and Feng Siling exchanged glances, and the two brothers raised the corners of their mouths at the same time.

The fire in Yonglebo Mansion was put out.

Because many places were doused with kerosene, most of the entire mansion was burned down. More than a hundred people including the masters and servants in the mansion were all taken to the sky prison.

Yongle Bo Yang Zhizhong didn't see the old lady shouting anxiously.

"General Mu, General Mu, my mother..."

Wen Xin will bring the real old lady of Yongle House who has been locked up in the side room of the old lady's yard for an unknown period of time.

"General, we've found him."

Mu Ling nodded.

"Take them all away!"

Wenxin nodded and waved his hand.

"Let's go! Take us to the prison!"

When they arrived at the gate, Mu Ling Fengmian and others entered the palace. Wen Qing and Wen Xin brothers escorted everyone in Yongle Bo Mansion towards Tianlao.

Feng Qingli had been waiting in the imperial study room for a long time.

Seeing Mu Ling and others coming, his eyes immediately fell on Xiao Yanbao, who was being held by his youngest son.

He stood up quickly in shock, rushed to his youngest son, and took the little Yanbao in his arms.

Yingting's eyebrows showed dissatisfaction.

"Xiaowu, please try not to hug Yanbao from now on."

Feng Xiaowu's eyes were confused as his arms were inexplicably empty.

"Father, why?"

Feng Qingli clicked her tongue.

"You are not steady. What if you drop Yan Bao?"

Just when Feng Xiaowu was about to explain, Xiao Yanbao, who was holding Feng Mian's neck, softened and spoke.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the emperor has a lot to carry, the treasure is strong and can't be broken!"

Feng Qingli nodded her little nose fondly.

"Nonsense, our words are precious, how can we throw them away?"

Feng Xiaowu raised his head and looked at his father, who had no eyes for him at all, and curled his lips silently.

Can he still throw Gu Yanbao?

If he was really about to fall, wouldn't he lie down on the ground first and give Gu Yanbao some cushion?

Father is really...

Feng Mian smiled.

"Father, Yan Bao said he wanted to see his second and third brothers."

Xiao Yanbao nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, yes, the emperor has to do it. Where are Erguoguo and Sanguoguo?"

Feng Qingli put Xiao Yanbao down with a smile.

"It's over at the Shangqing Palace. You can go together."

Xiao Yanbao hugged Feng Qingli affectionately, and Feng Mian jumped away holding his little hand.

Feng Siling and Feng Xiaowu looked at them, bowed and quickly turned around to follow.

As soon as they left, Feng Qingli's face darkened.

He looked at Master Qingyun who was standing aside.

"Zombies appeared in the underground secret rooms of Yongle Bo Mansion and Gu Xiang Mansion?"

Master Qingyun nodded.

"Yes. Not only that, the crown prince of Yongle House also has poisonous insects raised by the witch clan of Nanxiang Kingdom."

Feng Qingli's eyes were extremely cold.

"Muleng, have someone bring Gu Qilin and Yang Zhizhong to the imperial study. I want to personally interrogate him!"

"Yes!"

Thousands of miles away, the Imperial Palace of Nanxiang Kingdom.

The Queen of Nanxiang Kingdom looked at the six Gu insects that suddenly died at the same time in the small porcelain jar, with a very shallow smile on her beautiful face.

"Nan Xing has failed! My good sister, it seems that the bastard you gave birth to has perfectly inherited all the power of your Tianshu City High Priest."

She stood by the window, looking in the direction of Donghuang from a distance.

The light in his eyes was burning, he was ruthless and determined to win.

"But soon, those powers will belong to me—Ji Yunqing!"