The princess is rebellious and brings space to make trouble for the villain

Fang Shiwan heard the sound of stairs and broke free from Mo Qitian's arms.

"Mo Qitian, you did it on purpose!"

She glared at him angrily, "Do you know that I'm going to Lingnan for something very important?"

"Hmm." Mo Qitian made a sound from his chest.

"Then why did you come?"

"My wife has run away, what am I still doing in the Imperial City? Waiting for my mother to scold me?"

He had just found out that Fang Shiwan had left when her mother appeared at the door of her house.

She said that if Fang Shiwan was not brought back, the mother-son relationship would be severed in the future.

He... is really innocent.

So he killed three horses overnight before he could catch up with her.

If he hadn't just accidentally caught a glimpse of her at the door, how would he have known that his little princess was actually dressed as a man?

"Xu Zhaoyi..." Fang Shiwan was a little surprised, "Why did she scold you?"

"It's because you left without telling me, my mother..." Mo Qitian looked at her meaningfully, "I was afraid you would run away."

Fang Shiwan held back his laughter and pushed him away, "Your Highness Prince Qi, are you still afraid that no woman will like you?"

"I see, that An Qingyao likes you very much too."

"But I only want Wanwan." Mo Qitian suddenly changed his words.

It was a little hard for Fang Shiwan to accept for a while.

Such a term of endearment.

Even though she is a modern person, she is still a single dog in modern times.

All I can do is watch others show off their love.

"Well, where are you sleeping tonight?"

"I'll sleep on the floor." Mo Qitian pointed to the ground.

Why does Fang Shiwan feel guilty?

She couldn't put it into words, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

The night outside the city seemed to darken quickly.

After dinner, they both went to bed.

Mo Qitian heard the sound of even breathing and then closed his eyes.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a happy smile.

The next day.

The two continued to drive the carriage.

The imperial city is thousands of miles away from Lingnan.

Lingnan is adjacent to Luzhou City, which borders two countries, so the population is not large.

Apart from the exiled criminals, there were also some poor people, the city lord who guarded the city, and some minor officials.

Because they were in a hurry, the two of them had almost no rest and rode all the way.

Ye Feng and Ye Xin followed behind the two of them, feeling so miserable.

Originally they thought the prince’s horsemanship was fast enough, but when he met the princess, they finally understood what it meant to ride a horse at a gallop.

It was almost flying.

On the tenth day, they finally arrived in Lingnan.

Several people stood at the entrance of Lingnan. The people on the road were all dressed in shabby and miserable clothes. The horse-drawn carriages that were everywhere in the imperial city were rarely seen here.

Some prisoners were even chained and taken to their destinations.

The surrounding shops were not as colorfully decorated as those in the imperial city. At first glance, they were all the same. Beggars could be seen everywhere, which made people feel chilly.

"Mo Qitian, is this Lingnan?"

"Well, the people here are generally like this. The economy is backward, and it is a place where prisoners are kept. In addition, Luzhou City is nearby. It was attacked by Lingyun Country five years ago, so it has become what it is now."

"Does the emperor know?" Fang Shiwan looked up at him.

"Father, perhaps you know."

He said it once.

Fang Shiwan sighed, got off the carriage, and walked step by step along the street.

Although she is a modern person, she works as an agent in modern times and her mission is to kill those who should be killed.

She would hide in the crowd in various identities.

In poverty-stricken areas, in places of feasting and revelry, in the workplace, and between the black and white worlds.

Every time she met those poor people, she would stay a few more days to help them as much as she could.

Seeing the pity in her eyes, Mo Qitian unconsciously took her hand and said, "Wanwan, there's no need to feel sorry for them. Everyone has their own destiny. You may feel sorry for them, but that may not be the case for them."

"If you don't believe me, just look." He pointed his finger not far away.

A little girl, holding a glass of water, handed it to the woman who was working.

The woman was sweating all over, her body was covered with holes, and she was carrying a child in a bamboo basket on her back.

But the moment the little girl passed by, the woman's face was full of joy. She squatted down, took the little girl's cup of water, and kissed her on the forehead.

The little girl had a happy look on her face and rubbed herself against the woman's arms.

"Look there again." Mo Qitian pointed to another place.

The man was begging on the ground, but a passerby put a steamed bun in front of him, and he immediately smiled happily.

I felt grateful and thankful to him.

"Everyone has his or her own destiny. Sometimes not helping them is actually giving them dignity. They use their own way to get what they need, which is the pride in their bones."

Fang Shiwan looked at each of them in a daze.

She thought of the people she met in modern times. Every time she tried to help them, they always said no, no need.

But every time she helped, they would give her something.

Maybe this is also one of their ways of expression.

"Yes, although the people here are poor, they are all worthy of our learning."

"Let's go, it will be dark if we don't leave now."

"it is good."

Mo Qitian and she held hands like an ordinary couple and stayed in a nearby inn.

The shopkeeper looked at the two men, hand in hand, and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Seeing that they were dressed in unusual clothes, I knew they were definitely not from here, so I didn't dare ask any more questions.

at the same time.

At the foot of the mountain in Lingnan, a group of prisoners are moving bricks.

It was a chilly November day, but they were sweating all over and didn't feel the cold at all.

"Hurry up, we need to build a bridge here."

The officers and soldiers patrolled the area with whips in hand, and when they saw anyone slow, they raised the whip and beat them hard.

"Snapped!"

"Mom!" A woman saw this and ran to her quickly, "Mom, how are you?"

"It's okay, Chuxia, go back soon."

"Mom, you are sick, please take a rest." Chu Xia choked up and cried, "Daughter will go find her brother."

The woman held Chu Xia's hand and said, "Don't go. Your brother is already very tired. You can't cause him any more trouble."

"Mom, wuwuwu..." the woman cried out.

"Snapped!"

"And you, you're a prisoner now, and you thought you were a rich girl?"

The officers and soldiers hit Chuxia hard on her back with their whips.

Chuxia gasped in pain, and after a while, she vaguely felt something wet on her back.

She reached out and touched his back.

I saw the dirty and black hands, stained red with blood.

"Chuxia, are you in pain?" The woman held her hand and cried.

"It's all my fault. I harmed you."

The old lady hugged her and started crying.

"How dare you cry!"

The officer continued to raise his whip and hit fiercely, but was caught steadily by a pair of broad and rough hands.

"How dare you stop me!" the soldier shouted angrily and kicked the man who stopped him.

The man's body tilted slightly, the soldier's kick missed, and he fell straight to the ground.