The daily life of the little princess of the royal group

"Very good, we have determined the destination, so now let's decide on the people who will go." Mingyang saw the seriousness in the eyes of these children and didn't want to disappoint them.

"I'm going!"

"I am coming too!"

"Add me one!"

"Me too!"

The children were very active and their chatter was quite noisy.

"Quiet down, everyone, speak like this, name and specialty. Fang Zhihan, you demonstrate first." Mingyang rubbed his ears that were disturbed by the noise and looked at Fang Zhihan, who was a little excited but restrained himself.

These kids were doing this for the first time, and it was quite novel. And what about introducing themselves? Wouldn't that just be praising themselves? It was a bit embarrassing.

"My name is Fang Zhihan. I'm tall, strong, and good at... If someone gets hurt, I can carry him!"

Mingyue immediately encouraged him, "Brother Fang, you are really good, and you speak very well!"

"Thank you, sister Yueyue."

"Then I'll have one too. My name is Yueyue. I'm small, so I can hide from adults."

"My name is Xiaoyu. I have a good memory and never get lost."

"My name is Zhang Dapao, and I'm good at fighting!"

"My name is Xiaomei, I don't know anything... wuwuwu." As she spoke, Xiaomei actually started to cry.

Mingyue hurried forward to hug her, not to call the adults, "Don't cry, don't cry, I think Xiaomei is very useful. Xiaomei will cry, and then she will help us attract the adults' attention."

Xiaomei's expression immediately brightened up as she raised her wet face. "Really? I can help everyone just because I love to cry!"

"Of course! But we can't cry casually. We have to use our tears where they are needed. Girls' tears are precious."

Xiaomei's face instantly lit up with joy. No one had ever treated her so gently before. Either they would beat her up and tell her to stop crying, or they would just leave her alone.

"Okay! I won't cry casually anymore. If you need me later, that's an exception!"

"Uh-huh."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. You know, Xiaomei usually wouldn't stop crying for an hour, so no one liked to play with her. But this time, Yueyue coaxed her into silence with just two or three words. Yueyue was really amazing.

But, is crying any use?

Soon, Mingyang sorted out the tactics and assigned major tasks to each child.

In fact, he only needs the children to help find where the nest is, and his people will take over the rest.

However, seeing the excitement and anticipation in their eyes, Mingyang decided to take them on the "adventure" in order not to disappoint the children's enthusiasm.

Thus, the temporarily formed "Young Detectives" began their first mission.

Fang Zhihan led a large group of people, hiding and running around in the streets and alleys like a "dog Chong Chong".

Ming Yang, who couldn't lose face, was scolded several times, "Brother Yang, you'll be discovered if you walk around like this!"

"Brother Yang, you have to bend down a little bit. Hmm, squat like me again."

"Brother Yang, you're running too fast. You're about to get separated from the main group!"

Mingyue got a bunch of masks from somewhere and put them on everyone.

Now, Mingyang no longer had any burden, and stealing feelings was easy for him.

The secret guards who were watching from the shadows were secretly laughing until their stomachs hurt, but they dared not laugh too much. They were afraid that their hiding master would discover their actions and the little princess would not be able to save them.

After all, if there were any minor mistakes or errors on weekdays, the master would definitely punish them according to the strict rules. But if the little princess was present, the punishment could be reduced by half; if she could even say a few good words, any punishment could be written off.

Over there, the little kids had already arrived at Huaishu Lane. Mingyue looked at the familiar lane and tugged at Mingyang's sleeve.

Mingyang also remembered that this was the place where Zhaodi had walked that day. He shook his sister's hand firmly and walked more carefully.

This time, just like before, there were still few people on the road.

A few people followed Fang Zhihan and walked around until they arrived near a house, and sure enough, they saw a big red lantern hanging high.

Mingyue swallowed, "Isn't this... the Liu Po ​​family home that Zhaodi visited before?"

He nodded, confirming what Mingyue said.

Everyone stopped here, waiting for Mingyang to give the order. When he threw a small stone, everyone knew it was time to act, and they quickly went to their respective positions.

Xiaomei was the first to come on stage. She sat down at the door of Liu Po ​​Niang's house and cried loudly.

Mrs. Liu was the one who was most annoyed by the noise. She simply wrapped herself in an outer robe and came out to see what was going on. After seeing what was going on, she had to go back and lie down for a while.

"Whose child are you?" she asked, standing at the door.

Xiaomei was crying, but she was thinking calmly in her mind, Brother Yang didn't ask me to answer her questions, he just let me cry all the time, probably meaning that he didn't want me to talk to anyone.

Mrs. Liu was impatient. She walked up to her and grabbed her collar. "You little girl, why are you crying?"

A few little rascals took the opportunity to sneak into Mrs. Liu's house.

At this time, many neighbors were disturbed by the noise and came out to check on the situation. Many people were embroidering handkerchiefs and came out with their embroidery baskets.

"Oh, you old woman, how could you bully this little girl? She looks only four or five years old. What on earth did you do to her?"

Mrs. Liu felt wronged. "I didn't do anything. She just kept crying here."

Obviously, everyone didn't believe it, so they denounced Liu Po ​​Niang here, especially because they hated her most because of her seductive figure, the way she walked with a swaying hand, and the way she shook her big butt in front of men.

These young wives wanted to skin her alive, and now that they had the chance, they wanted to use it to insult her.

Unexpectedly, this gave the children an opportunity.

A child with strong strength and loud voice was left outside. If anyone hurt Xiaomei, he could stand up quickly and call for help.

Mingyue and the others quickly split up to check each room, but the secret guards had already checked before them and secretly gave Mingyang instructions.

Mingyang led a few people to the west house. As soon as they entered, they found three girls chained with rags in their mouths.

Seeing them come in, he struggled to get up and asked for help.

"Brother Yang, what should we do? We can't open this chain, and we don't have the key."

"It's okay, I brought a knife." Mingyang took out a dagger from his arms. It was a gift from his father, and it could cut iron like mud.

Sure enough, the chain was split without much effort.

The three little girls cried with joy and covered their mouths tightly for fear of crying out loud.

But at this moment, Mrs. Liu suddenly appeared from behind...