The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

"Consider it my gift to the children, and also my apology to you on behalf of Fifth Brother."

"Ms. Yunli, how do you know..."

"He has the heart of an emperor. If he was not ruthless enough, he would not have come to this day. What's more, only the three of you know that you escaped from the palace. My sister would not do such a thing, so it would be him." Song Yunli reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of Mo Zhu's eyes, and said with heartache.

After the meal, Feng Muyan remained silent. Song Yunli knew that he was worried, so she pulled him aside and asked him about it.

"Li'er, leave Yuze to Mozhu and the others to take care of."

The smile in Song Yunli's eyes faded. Why did Amu dislike this child from the beginning until now? This is eldest brother's biological child, how could he be left alone outside.

"Li'er, the journey to Dongchu State may not be safe. I'm afraid you will be distracted and hurt if you bring him with you." Feng Muyan held her shoulders and sighed softly. How could he, Feng Muyan, not tolerate this child? There were some things he had to consider.

"Miss Yunli, the prince's concerns are indeed justified. The child is still too young and will definitely not be able to withstand the long journey. You can rest assured that you will leave him with me. I will definitely treat him as my own child." Mo Zhu, who had cleaned up the dishes, came over to persuade her, fearing that there would be some rift between Song Yunli and Feng Muyan.

Finally, unable to resist the two's persuasion, Song Yunli reluctantly sent the children to Mozhu's house. Seeing the three children running, jumping and playing in the yard, Song Yunli felt relieved a little. Mozhu's children were all very lively and cute, and Ze'er should be well taken care of here.

"Sister Mozhu, thank you for taking care of Ze'er." Song Yunli lowered her head and kissed his little face.

"Don't worry, Miss Yunli. As long as Mo Zhu is still alive, he will never let the child come to any harm." Mo Zhu knelt down holding the child.

When leaving, Song Yunli looked back at Mo Zhu and the child every three steps, her heart full of worry.

Mo Zhu, who was standing at the door, was looking at the carriage that was moving farther and farther away with tears in her eyes. She didn't wait until it shrank into a small dot. She turned back to the yard with some disappointment, but saw Yuan Qiu wearing black clothes and about to walk out stealthily.

"Yuan Qiu, what did you just promise the prince?" Mo Zhu was angry.

"My lady, don't be angry. I didn't go out to rob this time." Yuan Qiu hurriedly stepped forward and stroked Mo Zhu's back, then raised his sleeves to wipe the tears from her cheeks.

"Then why are you dressed like a thief?" Mo Zhu looked unconvinced.

"I want to go to the territories of several brothers ahead to let them know and let them know what's going on. Otherwise, given the ostentatious nature of the Ninth Prince's carriage, they will definitely rob it."

"Then go quickly and be careful on the road."

Half a month later, Feng Muyan and the other arrived at the East Chu Palace at the agreed time, and moved into the palace that Chu Yuhuan had already arranged, waiting to be summoned at any time.

Song Yunli carefully folded the washed priest robe, then gently lifted a layer of fake leather from the corner of her forehead, revealing the teardrop-shaped pattern between her eyebrows.

In the bronze mirror, the white and smooth oval face has perfectly proportioned facial features, one more point would be a burden and one less point would be inappropriate, like the most perfect work of the Creator.

Song Yunli smiled faintly at herself in the mirror, and the person in the mirror instantly became charming and beautiful.

"Amu, can you tie my hair for me?"

"Li'er, don't you dislike a heavy bun on your head?" Feng Muyan stepped forward and gently stroked her soft, black hair.

"I'm about to go to the palace to meet Chu Yuhuan and his ministers. I want them to all know that I have married you and will be your wife for life." After saying this, Song Yunli saw Feng Muyan's smiling eyes through the bronze mirror and shook the comb.