Chapter 119 You are a devil
The boat had been sailing for several days, and Rong Peilan had not seen anyone except the mute girl.

It was not until the ship docked and she walked out of the cabin with limp legs that she heard a weak and surprised voice.

"Young lady!"

Haitang stumbled over from the next cabin. She didn't care about the etiquette between master and servant at this moment. She hugged the young lady and burst into tears, as if she was terrified of surviving a disaster.

"That's great. I can still see the young lady alive!"

Rong Peilan embraced Haitang and patted her back gently, "It's okay, it's okay."

The place where the ship docked was not a port, but a deserted little pier.

From the dock, one can seem to see the prosperity that once existed here.

There are many old, muddy and small fishing boats and fishing gear on the shore.

Haitang supported the young lady and saw the scene at the dock. Her pale face slowly frowned, "Where is this?"

Not far from the pier there is a watchtower with a red and blue ribbon tied on it.

Due to the passage of time, the watchtower has become dilapidated and the ribbons on it have faded beyond recognition.

This tower seems to have seen...

“Remember this tower?”

Rong Peilan turned her head and saw her father... no, Mu Chun walking down from the second floor with his hands behind his back.

After just one glance, she lowered her head.

Her father is not like this.

My father was proud and free and easy. He would spend all his wealth to help the poor.

He had the pride of a scholar but was not aloof. He could give his paintings to a country scholar but would not sell them to a wealthy man who came to him with gold and silver.

He is obviously such a talented person.

But now she was told that her father had become a man like Muchun who killed innocent people indiscriminately and manipulated power.

Mu Chun stopped three steps away. Rong Peilan did not answer and continued talking.

"This is called Sanchuan Wharf. I took you and your mother on a boat for the first time here."

"You were about five or six years old at that time. You were so happy the night before that you couldn't sleep the whole night, so you asked me and your mother to bring you to the dock early."

"That tower had just been built at that time. You didn't let me carry you, but climbed up using your hands and feet."

"Your mother at that time..."

Rong Peilan turned her head and shouted in a low voice, "Don't mention my mother!"

"You've been 'dead' for three years, and mother has been missing you for three years. Why didn't you show up earlier? You didn't even see mother for the last time!"

"You have become like this now. Why did you show up to see me? You brought me to such a far place. My two children were just born..."

Having said this, she bit her lower lip and couldn't help sobbing.

Mu Chun looked at his daughter's profile, which looked very much like his wife, and couldn't help feeling a pang of pain in his heart.

His voice was slightly hoarse, "Lan'er, Daddy failed to protect your mother, so I can't fail to protect you again."

Rong Peilan looked up suddenly, "What do you mean?"

She took a step forward anxiously, "There are so many people in Xiangguo Temple. You are taking such a big risk to bring me out. Is Yanjing going to be in danger?"

Muchun pursed his lips and just looked at a bird's nest on a big tree on the shore not far away. A bird caught a bug from outside, flew back to the nest, and gave the bug to the mother bird and a little bird in the nest.

"What about Qi'an and Sui'an? What about Kuan Ge'er? And there's also my mother-in-law and my uncle's family!"

Rong Peilan looked at the man in front of her, who was unfamiliar to her except for half of his face, and her hands clenched into fists. "You turned the court upside down behind the rebel king, letting wolves into the house, and treating the people as grass!"

"Now you say you want to protect me, what does that mean? Are you flattering yourself?!"

"You are not my father. My father is Rong Pingyuan. He cares about the people and is definitely not a demon like you!"

Muchun slowly raised his head, "Lan'er, Rong Pingyuan is dead. He died on that rainy night nine years ago! I am Muchun, you are right! The devil Muchun!"

"Someone come! Take the girl back first!"

"Yes!"

Immediately, two men in black appeared from nowhere, pushed Rong Peilan and Haitang off the boat, and stuffed them directly into a carriage on the dock.

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Tang Xiao and Tang Yue stood in the flower hall of Xinling Marquis' Mansion. Zhong leaned weakly on Zhou Mama's body. She had fainted twice, and her hands and head were full of needles applied by Tang Yue.

Two wet nurses were holding the children on one side, and Mrs. Zhong didn't dare to leave the two children even for a moment.

Mother Zhou held Mrs. Zhong tightly, her eyes full of worry and fear.

Tang Xiao asked Tang Yue, "How is Madam?"

Tang Yue shook his head slightly, glanced at Zhong, and whispered to his brother, "Don't be provoked again."

Tang Xiao frowned. The officials from the Dali Temple had already gone there. He had just returned from the Dali Temple and there was no new progress for the time being.

The eldest princess was also seriously injured, with every knife wound on her body fatal. She has shown no signs of waking up yet.

The person who injured the eldest princess and kidnapped Madam Ji was probably the same person.

If the eldest princess could kill someone so severely, Madam Ji might not be able to stay safe either!

He looked at the two children who were being breastfed. The children were already sleeping peacefully with sweet faces. They didn't know yet that their mother might have been in trouble.

Tang Yue sighed, "Now this huge mansion actually..."

Before he could finish his words, Tang Xiao reached out and bumped into him, stopping him from saying the next word.

Tang Xiao turned to Mrs. Zhong and said, "Madam, don't worry. The Dali Temple has already gone to investigate. Lord Song is an expert in investigating cases and will soon be able to find clues."

Zhong's wooden eyes turned around before she looked at Yue Xiao, then she grabbed him like a life-saving straw.

Her tears flowed like a flood. "Tang Xiao! You have been with the Marquis for many years. I have no other choice now. Can you please ask His Majesty to release Zhang'er? Now I am alone with my two children. What shall I do..."

Tang Xiao and Tang Yue looked at each other. It was not that he did not want to plead for mercy, but the prince was probably out of confinement by now.

Zhong covered her chest with her hands, unable to breathe, and almost fainted again.

Tang Yue immediately stepped forward and pulled out the needle on her head. "Don't worry, Madam. The children are still young. They can only rely on you now. You can't fall down!"

Mrs. Zhong grabbed Mother Zhou's hand and gasped for breath, "Yes, yes, I can't fall down. Qi An and Sui An can only rely on me now."

"I managed to survive the Xinling Marquis Mansion back then, so why can't I survive it now?"

"There are so many monks in Xiangguo Temple, how can that villain escape? I can't fall down now, I still have to wait for Lan'er to come back with my two children!"

Mother Zhou patted Mrs. Zhong's hand and said, "Yes, yes, Madam, don't worry. You just take good care of the young master and the young lady, and leave the rest to the two adults!"

Mrs. Zhong nodded and looked at the two children, "Sui'an hasn't eaten for half an hour."

"Also, have you washed the clothes that the two children took off today?"

Tang Xiao and Tang Yue watched her busying around in the flower hall.

In the end, I could only sigh quietly.

(End of this chapter)

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