Sister, you traveled through time too?

"No, I'm scared."

Xiaoyu nestled timidly in Hu Che's arms, trembling slightly.

Hu Che looked into her sincere eyes and coaxed her, "Don't be afraid, your husband is here. He will protect you."

"No bad guys can hurt you, don't be afraid."

Hu Che coaxed Xiaoyu patiently for a long time before she nodded, her hands still tightly grasping the corner of Hu Che's clothes.

"Don't be afraid, they can't hurt you anymore."

Hu Che thought so and signaled to the ghost-faced people to go down and bring the people.

[Imperial Palace, Water Prison]

"What should I do? There is no chance to contact the outside world. The guards are like deaf and dumb."

Little Baiyun was dying and sighing weakly.

The water dungeon was dark and closed, and the people imprisoned in it were as dead silent as the water.

Qiuzhe was not like Chunke and the others who had learned martial arts, and his body was not as strong as others could resist it. He had been in and out of coma several times.

I don’t know if it’s because the darkness of the dungeon makes people passive and depressed, but everyone is so terribly silent.

"I feel like I'm dying."

Qiuzhe just spoke in a normal and weak tone.

His voice was very soft, as if he was talking about something unimportant.

Everyone looked at Qiu Zhe, their eyes filled with sadness and helplessness.

Chun Ke's dry eyes were red and his throat was hoarse. He just kept saying over and over again:

"Hold on, His Highness is waiting for us."

Over and over again, these words echoed in the dungeon and in everyone's heart.

At this moment, the cell door opened.

The light from the outside world illuminated the water dungeon, making everyone excited.

However, it was not His Highness who opened the door, but a group of ghost-faced men.

They took all the men except Bai Yun away, leaving Bai Yun crying helplessly in the dungeon.

"Let them go! Let them go! What are you going to do with them? Bastards!"

The white clouds cried, fearing that this separation would be forever.

She only saw the gentle big brother named Qiuzhe, who smiled at her soothingly.

But he was obviously injured so badly and he was obviously about to die.

Bai Yun tried her best to suppress her tears. She couldn't cry or shout, as this would only drain away her limited physical strength.

She watched the door slowly close in despair, feeling completely hopeless.

Just at this moment, the door suddenly opened a little, and it seemed that someone was talking outside.

Bai Yun immediately stared at the door. She looked at the beam of light and the crack.

Until someone appeared in that beam of light,

Until the door opened...

"Princess!"

The man was wearing brocade green clothes and a fanged ghost mask, which was the uniform attire of the ghost-masked people.

But that person actually called herself a princess?

This voice is inexplicably familiar.

Bai Yun was stunned for a moment, watching the man walking towards him quickly with a food box in his hand.

"Jiang... Jiang Dehai?"

Bai Yun asked in disbelief.

The man quickly covered Bai Yun's mouth and whispered:

"Princess! Shh~"

"It's the old slave, the old slave is here to save you!"

As the man spoke, he took off his ghost mask, and it turned out to be Jiang Dehai.

Bai Yun couldn't help but tears rolling down her face. She hugged Jiang Dehai tightly, tears falling from her eyes.

"Grandpa Jiang, you're finally here. It's so scary here."

The tension in Bai Yun's heart suddenly relaxed. She had remained calm for so many days and told herself over and over again not to cry.

But when she saw someone she could rely on, she could finally cry her heart out.

No matter what, she is just a child of a few years old.

"The old slave is here, princess, don't be afraid."

Jiang Dehai felt very distressed and kept comforting Bai Yun.

"How could that bastard Hu Che let you suffer here? You are the emperor's child after all."

"The outside world is now Hu Che's world, including the entire imperial city."

"But don't worry, Princess. I have already arranged everything."

"I will definitely escort you out of the imperial city safely."

Jiang Dehai's old face was full of tears and he was crying loudly.

Ever since Bai Yun was brought back to the palace by Tang Zhao, Jiang Dehai has been taking care of all matters, big and small.

When Tang Zhao reviewed memorials every day, Bai Yun was always accompanied by Jiang Dehai.

Watching the little child grow up little by little beside me day by day, it would be a lie to say that I have no feelings.

Jiang Dehai will never have his own children again.

This was a fact he had known for a long, long time.

He entered the palace at the age of seven. It would be a lie to say that his journey from an unknown little eunuch to his current status was easy.

He worked very hard and finally managed to serve the emperor.

He was already very content and started to save money, hoping to leave the palace when he was 22 years old.

The money he saved at that time was enough for him to buy a big and nice house, and he could also raise an unwanted child and live out the rest of his life.

I don't ask to marry a good girl, I just want someone to accompany me.

When he was serving in the imperial court, he was just an inconspicuous eunuch beside the late emperor.

The late emperor was devoted to the empress alone, so his offspring could be said to be few.

But when Jiang Dehai was 21 years old, Tang Zhao was born. For a moment, everyone's attention was focused on this noble son born to the queen.

Jiang Dehai was no exception. He admitted that he had never seen such a beautiful child in his life, as if this child was born to be the protagonist of this world.

It was Tang Zhao's appearance that disrupted all of Jiang Dehai's plans.

The Queen Mother personally assigned Jiang Dehai to the infant Tang Zhao as a personal eunuch.

She said that Jiang Dehai was a rare, down-to-earth and practical person, who was neither impatient nor aggressive, and was loyal and devoted.

Jiang Dehai originally wanted to resign. After all, at the age of twenty-one, he had saved enough money to leave the palace.

He would have been able to leave the palace next year.

But when he held Tang Zhao, who was still a baby, and saw Tang Zhao smiling at him like that, Jiang Dehai was shaken at that moment.

He would never be able to have his own children again, so wouldn't he be alone even if he left the palace?

The gentle and lively little life in my arms is smiling at me.

Jiang Dehai finally stayed. He changed his good temper and strictly demanded all the palace servants who served Tang Zhao to be extremely careful and cautious in every step.

Jiang Dehai understood that this little child would be the future emperor, so he was extremely careful, and helped Tang Zhao to avoid the attacks from both sides.

He took care of her and accompanied her, watching Tang Zhao grow up little by little.

It's like looking at your own child.

Twenty years, a full twenty years. What’s the difference between this and your own children?

Therefore, there was always admiration in Jiang Dehai's eyes when he looked at Tang Zhao. It was an emotion that other servants did not have, it was a sincere love.

Love the house and the dog,

Jiang Dehai agreed with this statement.

The moment he saw the white clouds, he felt indescribably gentle.

That was Tang Zhao's child, how could Jiang Dehai not like him?

It was as if he saw the childhood Tang Zhao, and his love for Bai Yun was also mixed with his love for Tang Zhao.

Even if he had to risk his old bones, he would definitely take Baiyun away.

Bai Yun looked at Jiang Dehai's misty eyes and felt inexplicably sad.

She felt a lot of kindness and love here. She held Jiang Dehai's rough big hand tightly and said:

"Hu Che is so vicious, has he ever bullied you?"

"You are the emperor's man, so your life out there must be hard."

"Grandpa Jiang, it's already like this, where do you get the money to take care of it?"

Bai Yun touched Jiang Dehai's rough and cracked hands and cried with heartache.

Grandpa Jiang’s hands were not like this before.

In the past, he was always delicate. Grandpa Jiang always took good care of himself and would start applying ointment every autumn and winter.

Bai Yun knew that Jiang Dehai was a particular person, so he felt even more distressed.

Jiang Dehai just touched Baiyun's head and said with a smile that he was fine.

"Your Grandpa Jiang has been with your father for so many years, how could he not have some savings?"

"Don't worry, Grandpa will take you away from here, pinky promise."

"It's called a pinky promise, right? I remember that the emperor would pinky promise you anything."

Bai Yun's eyes were blurred with tears. She stretched out her hands and cried, feeling extremely sad.

The big hand and the small hand held together, and made a promise that would not change for a hundred years...