The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

"Brother Mu, Li'er is Li'er, you..." As soon as Song Yunli turned around, Feng Muyan sealed her acupoints.

Feng Muyan checked along Song Yunli's ears and chin, but did not find any trace of disguise. "You know all the characters of Nanyue Country, you can read all my books, and you can even interpret Nanyue Country's laws very accurately. I have no reason to believe that a nine-year-old child can do these things."

Seeing that Song Yunli's eyes were a little red, Feng Muyan turned his back and continued, "And you seem to have forgotten that Qingying is my subordinate. It is impossible for me not to know what your purpose is for doing what you asked him to do." Feng Muyan untied Song Yunli's acupoints and waited for her explanation anxiously.

After being freed, Song Yunli pulled up Feng Muyan's arm and bit it hard until her cheeks ached. She let go and shouted with a sob, "Li'er hates brother Mu the most!" Then she turned around and ran away, and Tuantuan also ran after her, shaking her little body.

Feng Muyan slowly lifted up his wide sleeves and stared at the bloody teeth marks on his arm in a daze. The aggrieved little face just now kept appearing in his mind. He said self-deprecatingly, "You hate me the most? There's one more, haha."

Song Yunli's eyes were blurred by tears, and she ran aimlessly. What happened to her? Wasn't it just because she was suspected? Why was she so sad? She just saw his sorrow in the book and wanted to help him solve some problems silently. How could it be considered as having bad intentions? If she didn't like him a little, she wouldn't... Wait!

Song Yunli suddenly stopped walking, even forgetting to cry, and stared at her glass-like black eyes in disbelief. She actually fell in love with that big ice cube! Is this considered an old cow eating young grass across time and space? Where can she put her old face?

"Woo... woo..." Tuantuan, who finally caught up with the mistress, hummed twice coquettishly, and then scratched Song Yunli's short legs with her little claws. Song Yunli wiped the tears from her face with the back of her chubby hands, bent down and took Tuantuan into her arms, then rubbed her little face hard against the wolf fur on Tuantuan's back, and said in shame and anger: "Tuantuan, what do you think I should do?"

“Ouch…” It hurts!

Song Yunli sat on the ground with Tuantuan in her arms, and finally calmed down. No wonder they say that women in love are unreliable in intelligence. A nine-year-old child would never do such things. No wonder he was suspicious. Last time he used his elder brother as an excuse to get away with it. What should he do this time? After thinking about it, she still had no clue. She was so annoyed that she kept scratching her head. When she looked up, she was so scared that she shouted loudly: "Where did the monster come from!"

"I... am... Qing'er." An inarticulate voice came.

Song Yunli's hand trembled, and the ball in her arms fell to the ground. This pig-head with a purple face was Qing'er?

"Qing'er, how did you become like this? Why are you here?" He was fine an hour ago, how could he suddenly become like this? How could someone be so cruel to such a peaceful child!

Gu Liuqing shook his head in confusion, raised his arm, wiped the blood from his nose with his dusty and dirty sleeve, then pointed to the right and grinned, "Qing'er...home...Qing'er...live." Following Gu Liuqing's gaze, a dilapidated courtyard came into view. The courtyard wall was covered with spider webs and the shaky courtyard gate was creaking.

"Sister... go... Qing'er's house... sit down." Gu Liuqing said as she pulled Song Yunli towards the courtyard. Sitting on the bed that could fall apart at any time, Song Yunli felt very uncomfortable. Looking at Gu Liuqing sitting on the floor eating cakes, she couldn't help but feel a sour nose. She said carefully, "Qing'er! Is there no one to take care of you?"