The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

"Li'er!" Song Yunshi said sternly. As soon as the little girl's eyes rolled, she knew she was lying. She couldn't let her little sister get hurt.

Song Yunli was startled, and her eyes became cautious when she looked at Song Yun. Her sister had always loved her very much, so something big must have happened.

"Sister, Li'er met a brother with a scar on his face. He is the owner of Tuan Tuan." As he said that, he stretched out his hand and pulled the corner of Song Yunshi's clothes. A thin mist appeared in his eyes, which made Song Yunshi's heart soften.

"I don't mean to blame you, but there are dangers everywhere in this deep palace. If you are not careful, you will fall into a deep pool. If you make any mistake, I am afraid I will never be at peace in my life." Holding Song Yunli in her arms, Song Yunli's body was trembling. She would not let Yunli get into trouble, even if it cost her own life.

"Li'er knows, I will never run around again."

"Mozhu, you should always stay with Yu Li'er in the future. You don't have to run back and forth. I have Ziyun here and that's enough." After putting Yunli on the bed, Song Yunshi got up and left. She had to visit someone as there were some hidden dangers that could not be tolerated.

"Yes." Mo Zhu replied respectfully.

"Sister Mozhu, is the man with the scar in this palace famous?"

"Ding" the teacup fell to the ground, and Mo Zhu's eyes widened in shock, "My Miss Yunli, you didn't offend the Ninth Prince, did you?"

Song Yunli was also stunned. She knew that the man must be of an unusual identity, but she didn't know he was a prince. However, the man had a cold and hard temperament, which was out of place in this palace.

“Is he scary?”

"The Ninth Prince is a rather special existence in the Nanyue Kingdom. He has established himself by relying on his own military achievements without any backing." Mo Zhu closed the window, sat next to Song Yunli, and said in a low voice.

"Isn't that great?" It turned out that he was a general. No wonder he had such a cold and hard temperament.

"The most famous thing about him is not this, but the fact that he killed four men's wives before they married into the family." Mo Zhu still sighed when he mentioned this matter again.

Song Yunli jumped to the ground with her legs shaking. What a jinx, it was just an upgraded version of palace fighting. Last time he held her for so long, wasn't she still alive and well? When Mo Zhu came to her senses, her Miss Yunli was gone again.

Song Yunli ran all the way to the lake she had been to before, holding the cakes, and looked at the lake in a daze. Could she see him again and get Tuantuan back?

So she didn't notice that the pastries on the plate were decreasing at a considerable rate, and when she finally remembered to eat the pastries, the plate was empty.

"Which thief stole my pastries?" Song Yunli looked around while holding the plate. When her sight fixed on a piece of clothing that was not hidden behind the tree, a knowing smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She took a few steps and ran behind the tree, then put her hand on the man's shoulder.

Originally, she thought that the person who could steal the cakes would be a kid about her age, but unexpectedly, what caught her eye was a handsome face.

"Well, don't hit me, I won't dare to do it again." The man's bright eyes were filled with tears. He squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, backed away, and hurriedly stuffed the last bite of cake into his mouth.

"You..." Those eyes, so clear that they seemed to be able to see through all the scenery in the world, shocked Song Yunli's heart.

But the man backed away quickly as if frightened, and accidentally fell into the lake, where he kept floundering.

Seeing the man still floundering in the lake, Song Yunli held her chin helplessly and shouted, "Stand up straight, the water is not deep."