The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

"Bring him in. I want to see what such a bold thief looks like!" The emperor angrily slammed the dragon throne. He was furious. Are the guards in this palace eating for free? Thieves can sneak in and set fire!

Feng Yixuan half leaned against the mahogany chair, a faint smile appearing on the corner of his mouth. This palace is much more interesting than before!

Two people, as big as black coal balls, were pushed into the hall, but their conditions were completely different!

Although Gu Liuqing's face was covered in black and gray from the smoke, and his arms were tied behind his back, his innocent eyes were wide open, and he looked around with fear and curiosity. However, the other person was not so relaxed.

Since Song Yunli was relatively small and didn't seem to have any killing power, she was not tied up. She just followed Gu Liuqing closely, trying her best to reduce her presence and praying that no one would notice her!

When the familiar little figure appeared in the hall, Feng Muyan recognized her. His expressionless face suddenly cracked. Damn it! Where did Qingying follow?

"You bold thief, you dare not kneel when you see the emperor!" Fang Ming raised his voice and shouted!

Song Yunli knelt down knowing the situation. If she was not mistaken, her husband, the prince, was also in the palace. This time, she could really die a worthy death. However, Gu Liuqing beside her continued to watch stupidly, and was finally kicked to the ground by the eunuch behind him.

"Wow... don't hit Qing'er..."

The emperor looked at Fang Ming in confusion. This thief was very special.

Hearing Gu Liuqing's cry, Fang Ming knew his identity instantly. He was a little amused and hurried forward to bow and said, "Your Majesty, this person should be the hostage sent by Chu Nan Kingdom, the second prince of Chu Nan Kingdom, Gu Liuqing. The reason why he behaved like this is that he is not yet wise."

"So that's it!" The emperor nodded in understanding, and his eyes turned curiously to the small black ball beside Gu Liuqing.

"Little kid, who are you?" When the emperor asked this, several ministers looked at the little black ball on the ground curiously.

Song Yunli slowly raised her head, revealing her dark face. She looked at Feng Muyan cautiously with her glass-like black eyes and said, "Brother Mu, Li'er is lost!"

The ministers were already confused. What was the name of the arrogant Ninth Prince called just now? They must have heard it wrong!

"Mu'er...this..." The emperor was also completely confused.

Feng Muyan frowned deeply, and under the gaze of everyone, he walked down the stairs step by step towards the little black ball. Then, in front of everyone's dumbfounded expressions, he bent down and picked up the little black ball on the ground!

"Father, Li'er must have been very frightened. I will take her back first." After he finished speaking, he strode away without caring about everyone's reactions.

"My dear Minister Song, is that little black girl just now your daughter?" The emperor turned to ask Song Lin.

"Your Majesty, it is my youngest daughter!" Song Lin said with a stiff face. How could such a good girl act so crazy after arriving at the palace? This would cost him his life. If Li'er had not spoken just now, he would never have recognized her even if he died.

"Your daughter is really... different! I'm afraid we won't be able to have lunch today, so my dear ministers may leave." The emperor said with a smile.

"I will take my leave now. Long live the emperor!"

"Your Majesty, how should we deal with the prince of Chu Nan Kingdom?" After all the ministers had left, Fang Ming asked with his head lowered.

"His brother will arrive in Nanyue in two days. Send him back to his residence and take good care of him." The emperor waved his hand to dismiss everyone.

On the other side, Feng Muyan had just returned to Yilan Palace with Song Yunli in his arms. He threw her to Hanmei, who was packing up her writing brushes and ink, and said coldly, "Wash her clean."

"Yes..." Oh my God! Where did my princess go? How did she get herself into this state? It was a blessing in disguise that the prince didn't abandon her on the way!

Sitting in the large bathtub, Song Yunli let Hanmei rub and wash his long hair, but his heart was in a knot. He just defended her at all costs and held her in his arms in front of everyone. Could he narcissistically interpret this as that she still occupied a place in his heart?