After the female supporting character awakens, she takes down the villain!

"Master, please stop talking!" Xueying said hesitantly, "I saw her carrying food into the kitchen, so I asked curiously and found out that the little prince had been squatting in the living room last night! I saw that she hadn't had breakfast yet. I guess she felt sorry for the little prince, so she acted coldly to everyone."

"You didn't sleep all night?" Mo Ziyu raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Could it be because of me?"

Xueying nodded. Although it was not clear, the flickering eyes saw her clearly.

It turns out that it was really my own fault!

She remembered that when he was taking a shower last night, Xiao Muchen drove him out and made him kneel in the living room. She thought he would give him a small punishment, but who knew he slept all night.

She is only five years old, how can she endure such torture!

"Where is he kneeling? Lead the way!"

"Master, why don't you go?" Xueying was a little worried. Given the prince's temper, if he saw her, he would probably draw his sword again. Now the prince hasn't come back yet. If they really fought, it would be troublesome!

"I'm not afraid of him, and I just went over to take a look."

Xue Ying twisted her legs and didn't want her to leave anymore.

However, in the end, Mo Ziyu agreed.

Before they entered the lobby, they heard the sound of people banging on the door and Xiao Baoxuan's angry roar: "Get out of here, all of you!"

Mo Ziyu leaned against the door and poked his head in, "After not sleeping all night, he still has this much energy. It seems that your prince's genes are really amazing!"

In the hall, a group of maids left tremblingly.

One of them was an acquaintance of Xue Ying. He had originally intended to give some kind advice, but when he saw the people behind them, he backed off and lowered his head and called out, "Sister Yueru!"

"Why are you here?" A cold voice came from behind him.

Mo Ziyu turned around and saw a girl who was about her age, in her twenties. Among the maids, she was not young.

She has a standard oval face, curved eyebrows, and big eyes. She should look gentle and lovely, but unfortunately, there is a faint curve at the corner of her mouth.

"Why are you here?" He was not polite at all when he saw Mo Ziyu and Gu Jingman.

Xueying was about to answer, but Mo Ziyu grabbed her and shouted towards the hall, "I know a naughty kid got punished, so I came to take a look!"

Several people immediately became angry.

Xiao Baoxuan climbed up from the bed, then fell to the ground with a thump.

Her feet were numb, and if she stood up suddenly, she would definitely fall.

When she heard this, she didn't care about Mo Ziyu and Xiao Qi, and rushed over to help her. Her pretty face wrinkled into a ball, and she seemed to be rolling on the ground in pain.

"Ouch, I think your leg must be swollen. Take her back to the bed and apply some ointment!" Mo Ziyu complained.

"No matter what, I must send you to the house and heal your injuries, Prince, if you want to blame someone, blame me!"

She held Xiao Baoxuan in one hand, dragged him off the ground, and dragged him out the door.

When she passed by Mo Ziyu, she raised her head, her eyes full of resentment.

"Just wait, you bitch!"

"Then I'll wait and see. Don't be like me!"

Before she could be happy for three seconds, a maid rushed over, bowed respectfully, and said, "Master, the prince has arrived, and you are asked to return to Shuanghua Palace immediately!"

Mo Ziyu had a bad feeling.

As soon as he came in, he saw Xiao Muchen with a look of keeping strangers away. The servants around him lowered their heads and even breathing became difficult. In addition to him, there was an old man sitting on the right side of Xiao Muchen. There was no emotion on his face, making it impossible to guess his emotions.

Mo Ziyu came over from outside with a cane. The old man raised his head and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

On the contrary, Xiao Muchen's face suddenly became gloomy.

Mo Ziyu walked unsteadily to his side, pretending not to see him, and sat down next to him.

Xueying wanted to stop him, but it was too late. She glanced at Xiao Muchen and was relieved to see that he did not object.

"Who told you to do this?" Xiao Muchen said coldly.

Mo Ziyu blinked his eyes, looking innocent: "No one told me that I can't leave here!"

The house, which was already quiet, became even more eerily quiet at this moment. Even the old man couldn't help but worry about her.

The most important thing is, her attitude towards Xiao Muchen is as if she is talking about something which is self-evident. She doesn't take her seriously at all. This is unscientific!

"Very well, I tell you, no one of you can leave this palace without my consent!" Xiao Muchen's tone was very grim.

However, one person was unmoved: "Why? I didn't buy it!"

Xiao Muchen turned back suddenly, a dangerous light flashed in her eyes, which reminded her of what happened last night and made her feel a little scared.

"Because we are still in Prince Xiao's Mansion!" He said gritting his teeth. He had never seen anyone refute him in front of so many people. This was courting death.

The stare between the two only lasted three seconds before Mo Ziyu waved his hand in a nonchalant manner: "Okay, okay, you're pretty, I'll do as you say!"

In fact, he was also frightened by this look!

After hearing this, all the servants relaxed, even the old man.

Mo Ziyu naturally also felt his presence and thought: This is not your place, you'd better be honest and don't mess with your son, otherwise, you will be badly hurt by him.

Even after she said that, Xiao Muchen was still unhappy. Inexplicably, he wanted to beat her up again, but when he thought of the wound on her leg, it would be crippled if he wasn't careful, he had to swallow his anger and ordered an old man beside him, "Doctor Liu, go check her leg."

"Yes." Chen Zhao responded. The old man quickly stood up and said to Mo Ziyu, "You'd better lie on the bed so that I can check your injuries."

Mo Ziyu finally realized that she hadn’t slept with him in vain, but had invited an imperial physician, but she didn’t really want it.

"No need, my hand has been reattached. It will be back to normal in three months at most."

"Xueying, take her to the bedroom!" Xiao Muchen's voice sounded, with an irresistible tone.

What Mo Ziyu hated most was his condescending attitude. Just as she was about to speak, Xueying grabbed her arm, looked at her anxiously, and said, "Master, let me take you to your room."

She stamped her feet angrily, leaned on her cane, and followed Xue Ying.