The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

The temperature inside the house was not much higher than outside, and it seemed that this room only served as a windbreak.

Even so, the woman who was sitting on the floor beside the table was wearing a coat that was not too thick. When the door was pushed open, the wind that came in made her shiver violently.

Jiang Yingcheng closed the door again in a hurry.

Cheng Yunmeng supported herself on the ground with her hands and tried to move towards the corner of the table, but before she could move even a little bit, the sound of footsteps came from behind her.

It was very light and urgent, and didn't seem to come from those snobbish palace servants in the courtyard who were used to bullying people.

She turned her head in confusion, and just happened to see a round, pink, childish face that was about to come close to her.

Cheng Yunmeng's originally nervous mood relaxed a little, but she still remained alert: "Who are you?"

Pinfangyuan is located in a remote area, and there would definitely not be any bored children coming here to play. The daily bullying experience of the mother and son made her begin to doubt the other party's motives for appearing here.

Jiang Yingcheng grinned: "My name is Jiang Yingcheng, why is Auntie sitting on the ground?"

The little guy's innocent eyes made Cheng Yunmeng dazed.

She clutched her jacket tightly, feeling somewhat disgusted with herself.

After staying in hell for a long time, everyone looks like a devil to me. Now, even a little kid like this has begun to doubt me.

Cheng Yunmeng forced a smile and said with a dodgy look, "I just fell down, it's nothing serious."

She wanted to send the little guy away, but unexpectedly, the little guy smiled even more loudly after hearing her: "Then Chengcheng, help auntie up!"

As soon as Jiang Yingcheng finished speaking, he ignored Cheng Yunmeng's obstruction, stepped forward and hugged the other's upper body, and suddenly exerted force -

Didn't pull.

The air was filled with awkwardness, and 007's sneer was unusually clear.

Jiang Yingcheng, who was about to go out to find someone to help, was unwilling to accept the sneer and gathered his strength on the spot, wanting to try again.

It must be that the way I exerted force just now was wrong!

This time, the laughter in my ears became two.

Jiang Yingcheng paused, then turned to look at Cheng Yunmeng with disbelief.

Cheng Yunmeng stepped away from Jiang Yingcheng, sat there and bent over with laughter.

Jiang Yingcheng's face was swollen like a pufferfish, and he asked unwillingly: "Brother Tong, what is auntie laughing at?"

007 said coldly: [Laughing at you is cute. ]

After hearing the sarcasm in its tone, Jiang Yingcheng snorted heavily: [Of course I'm cute! ]

The laughter suddenly turned into a violent cough.

Cheng Yunmeng supported herself on the ground with her hands and looked back at Jiang Yingcheng in shock.

She was certain from the moment the second voice sounded that the little guy really had not opened his mouth.

But that soft and tender childish voice clearly belonged to this little guy.

what is this?

Is she still asleep?

Suddenly, a roar mixed with surprise and doubt brought Cheng Yunmeng back to his senses -

"Jiang Yingcheng, what did you do to my mother?!"

Before Jiang Yingcheng had time to look back, he was dragged backwards by a huge force, and then with a "bang", he fell to the ground.

She looked up in a daze. Jiang Xingran in front of her finally stopped giving her a cold face, but he was not as gentle as she had imagined.

Jiang Xingran glared at her with anger on his face, as if he wanted to eat her whole.

Jiang Yingcheng blinked her eyes, and the stinging pain in her palms finally made her realize the situation. She sniffed, and tears began to fall.

【Wow, Seventh Brother is so fierce.】

Cheng Yunmeng's cough was successfully frightened back by Jiang Xingran's action: "Xingran!"

The little guy has been very polite since he came in. When he saw her fall to the ground, he wanted to help her up. Such a well-behaved and lovely child should not be treated like this.

and--

Although the material of the little guy's jacket was not the best, it was much better than those of the mother and son. They guessed that the other party's status in the palace was not something they could afford to provoke.

The fear in Cheng Yunmeng's eyes was almost condensed into substance, and her voice was shaking unconsciously: "Hurry up and help Chengcheng up!"

"Mother?" Jiang Xingran looked back in confusion.

Cheng Yunmeng said anxiously: "It was Mother who fell to the ground by herself, and Cheng Cheng just wanted to help Mother up!"

Jiang Xingran froze in place. After a while, he turned back with suspicion and looked at Jiang Yingcheng who stood up stubbornly while crying.

Jiang Yingcheng pulled up her sleeve and wiped her face twice, but her tears kept flowing out. She wiped it several times, but her vision was still blurry.

At the end of wiping, she kicked her legs violently as if she was angry with herself, and said fiercely: "Chengcheng hates Qige the most!"

After saying that, she pushed open the door and limped out -

I pedaled too hard just now and my whole leg is cramping.

Such a scene was beyond Jiang Xingran's expectations. He was stunned and stared blankly at the small figure running farther and farther away in the snow.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and catch up and take a look!"

There was no one following the little princess. If something really happened, not only would their situation become increasingly difficult in the future, but even she herself would probably not be at ease.

Jiang Xingran suddenly moved.

His movements were stiff, like rusty parts, slow and unnatural.

But he didn't chase out.

Jiang Xingran lowered his head, turned around and helped his mother onto the chair, then looked her up and down to make sure there were no injuries on her body.

Cheng Yunmeng said anxiously: "Go out and take a look!"

Jiang Xingran was silent for a moment, then said in a hoarse voice: "No hurry."

When he went out to find food today, he had heard that his father had taken Jiang Yingcheng to his own palace again today. Who knows how many guards hiding in the dark are following her outside, guarding her safety at all times.

Unlike the mother and son, he had to go out and find one himself just to have a normal meal.

Cheng Yunmeng didn't know the twists and turns in this, and just urged: "Mother is really fine, you hurry up..."

"Chengcheng?" She suddenly raised her voice.

Jiang Xingran turned around suddenly.

At the door, Jiang Yingcheng poked his head in like a thief, and was pushing a small oil-paper bag towards them with a small branch.

Seeing that the two people had discovered her, she quickly hid behind the door, and after a while she poked out her big round eyes again.

[Chengcheng is still angry, and only when Brother Qi cries and comforts Chengcheng can she get better! ]

Cheng Yunmeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she just pushed her son over.

He was indeed wrong in this matter, and he should apologize no matter what.

What's more, the way the little guy looked with a stern face as he delivered things into the door was so adorable that her heart almost melted.

What Jiang Xingran was thinking in his heart was the same thing as his mother.

He guessed what was in the oil paper bag.

This awkward attempt to seek reconciliation is too obvious, but...

It was just that this man's previous behavior had left him with such deep fear that he subconsciously began to wonder if he had something worth coveting.

Just as I was thinking about it, the gate outside the yard was slowly pushed open with a sharp "creaky" sound.