After rebirth, the prince fell into the hands of the princess again

"Maybe I ran too fast just now, and my blood rushed to my heart. I couldn't hold it back and vomited blood. Don't worry, I'm a little tired. Can you take me home?"

Rong Yan had already felt her pulse. He pursed his thin lips tightly, said nothing, picked up Tang Mumu, and used his lightness skills to leave the ghost market. Tang Mumu lazily rested her head in his arms. She no longer had the energy to comfort him, and fell asleep in Rong Yan's arms.

Rong Yan carried Tang Mumu all the way to Zhu Jingxuan. Mo Yi saw the situation and hurried over, "My Lord, what happened to the princess?"

"Call the court doctor over."

Hearing this, Mo Yi did not dare to delay and quickly left the yard to go to the medicine cabinet to get someone. Rong Yan moved briskly and carefully placed Tang Mumu on the bed, then pulled a brocade quilt to cover her. Thinking that she was still wearing bloodstained clothes, he asked someone to go to Nong Yuetang to bring Jinse over.

After working for half a day, the court doctor wrote a prescription. While Mo Yi was instructing the servants to boil the medicine, he walked into the room again and looked at the prince who was sitting beside the bed. After hesitating for a long time, he finally said, "Prince, Xuanqi is here and is waiting in the study."

After a while, Rong Yan stood up and said, "Call Jinse in."

After instructing Jinse to keep an eye on the person, Rong Yan went to the study with Mo Yi. When Xuan Qi saw them, he immediately knelt down and saluted, then handed the scroll in his hand to Rong Yan.

"Master, this is a letter of surrender accusing Prince Shun of his crimes. It contains personal statements and fingerprints from the survivors who were exterminated over the past two years because they knew of Prince Shun's crimes. There are about twenty of them."

Rong Yan took the scroll, slowly scanned its contents, and after a while he sneered.

"I didn't know that my brainless fourth brother could do so many heinous things."

After reading the contents of the scroll, Rong Yan placed it in a long wooden box on the table and continued to ask Xuan Qi: "Is there any news from the Anguo Mansion?"

"I only found out that the youngest son of Duke Anguo had a close personal relationship with Prince Chen, and had participated in most of the events in the scroll."

"Continue investigating." Rong Yan ordered in a cold voice. Xuan Qi responded with a "yes" and left.

Mo Yi took the wooden box handed to him by Rong Yan and carefully placed it in the secret compartment on the bookshelf.

"The deployment of the Wanshou Saint Festival is carried out according to the original plan. In addition, send some people to the Ghost Market Rebirth Pavilion to make some noise." Rong Yan's face was cold. Mo Yi knew that he was angry. The princess was injured in the Ghost Market, and the prince would never give up.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will arrange it right away."

After Mo Yi left, Rong Yan stayed in the study alone for a while, and then returned to Zhujingxuan. Seeing him come back, Jinse tactfully retreated and sat down on the bed. Rong Yan stared at Tang Mumu's face for a long time, and suddenly reached out to touch her face. His eyes were dark, but he quickly hid his emotions when he saw Tang Mumu's eyelashes trembling.

"Are you awake?" Rong Yan asked with concern. Seeing Tang Mumu wanted to get up, he quickly helped her up and leaned her against the edge of the bed.

Tang Mumu looked around the room, "Why am I in your room? Have I slept for a long time?"

"I didn't think too much about it at the time and came here soon. I only slept for less than two hours."

"How is my mother?"

"Fan Yan sent her back to the General's Mansion. The people in the General's Mansion did not dare to act rashly. They have already asked a doctor to treat her. He said that she was too frightened and she would be fine after a few days of rest."

Tang Mumu nodded with relief. The wound still hurt a little. It seemed that the Ghost King had shown no mercy in that blow. She really wanted to attack her master.

Tang Mumu moved her body and threw herself into Rong Yan's arms. Rong Yan took the opportunity to embrace her, slightly turned sideways, and changed her into a comfortable position.

"My mother used to know Master and Senior Ghost King. Senior liked Master, but the one Master loved was Mother. Mother's original name was Zhi Jiutang, and she was also a descendant of the Gu Clan. But Master planted the Forget Worry Gu in her body, so she forgot everything in the past."

"The Ghost King kidnapped my mother because he wanted to remove the Forget Worry Gu from her body and also wanted to use her to force Master to meet her. There are many stories between them, many of which I dare not know."

Su Zijin said that her child died because her master wanted to save her mother. Tang Mumu's first reaction was disbelief, but after learning about the things her master had done secretly, her trust in her master was no longer so firm. She was afraid that what her master said was false and that the child really died because he wanted to save his mother's life.

Rong Yan increased the strength in his hands and held Tang Mumu tightly to his chest.

"No matter who she was before, she is just your mother now, just an ordinary concubine in the general's mansion."

Tang Mumu nodded, her voice nasal as she spoke, "Yeah, I think so too. No matter who my mother was before, no matter what she did before, she has me as her daughter now, and it has nothing to do with the past. I will protect her heart and will not let her get hurt at all."

"Okay, I'll protect her with you."

Tang Mumu took a deep breath, came out of Rong Yan's arms, and sat up straight on the bed.

"I want to go to the Song Mansion tomorrow. I want to meet Ah Chu."

Rong Yan said without thinking: "Okay, I'll pick you up after you leave the palace."

"Yeah." Tang Mumu replied with a smile. There were still a few days until Halloween. If possible, she wanted to finish some things during this time.

Tang Mumu turned her head to look out the window. Seeing that it was not yet dark, she said to Rong Yan, "I want to go to the general's mansion to see my mother. Can you accompany me?"

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Her mother must have been quite frightened this time, so she would feel uneasy if she didn't go and see for herself. Jinse helped her get dressed, and when she went out, Rongyan had already prepared the carriage and was waiting for her beside it.

After court, Song Jinyu went to the courtyard of General Song to pay his respects. When he returned to the courtyard, he saw Ji Chu standing alone in the corridor in a daze. He walked towards her and unconsciously quickened his pace.

"Why are you standing here in a daze? It's so cold, why don't you wear more clothes?" Song Jinyu said as he went back to the house to pick up Ji Chu's mink fur coat and put it on her. He then stood with her in the corridor and looked into the distance together.

The direction she was looking was the direction where the Ji Mansion used to be.

"Have you visited your grandfather?" Ji Chu raised his eyes to look at Song Jinyu, only seeing his profile. Song Jinyu has always been very handsome, and there are countless women in Shangjing who want to marry him. Now thinking about the fact that such a good man has fallen into her hands, Ji Chu sometimes laughs out loud.

"I checked it out. Grandfather said it's nothing serious. We don't need to worry about it, and we don't need to visit him every morning and evening."

"Grandfather told me the same thing. He also said that as he is getting older, it is normal for him to have minor ailments and pains. Now that the emperor has accepted my grandfather's resignation, I can rest assured that I can spend my remaining years at home."

Song Jinyu suddenly lowered his eyes to look at Ji Chu, a smile on his lips. He had a handsome and elegant face and a dazzling smile. He was full of youthful spirit. Ji Chu suddenly recalled the scene of their first meeting after growing up.

The Ji residence was raided, and the avenue outside the residence was filled with people. The street was bustling with activity. She was surrounded by the low, intermittent cries of the people around her. She felt as if she was standing on the edge of a cliff, not knowing which direction to go so as not to fall to pieces.

Just when she was confused, the sound of horse hooves came to her ears, pulling her back to her senses. She looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man in red reining in his horse and stopping in front of her. The young man quickly dismounted, bowed to his father, and then looked at her.