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Shu Rou collapsed to the ground, experiencing helplessness for the first time in her life.

She buried her head between her legs, curled up into a small ball, and her tears fell to the ground in a steady stream.

It was very quiet all around.

It was so quiet that it seemed as if she were the only person left in the entire building. So quiet that she could clearly hear her own breathing, rapid and disordered.

Shu Rou's mind was in a mess. One moment she was stabbing a palace maid's hand with a hairpin because the maid's hand trembled when she served her food, which annoyed her.

A moment later, just for fun, she took advantage of a nine-year-old eunuch's momentary lapse in attention and pushed him into the lotus pond. Watching him thrash around in the water, she clapped her hands and laughed loudly on the shore.

When the little eunuch was pulled out of the water, his belly was swollen like a toad, and his face was as white as a freshly peeled egg, which amazed her...

She, Shu Rou, was always the one who made others cry. When did she become the one who was abandoned?!

A sudden fire ignited in her chest—

That was hatred for Shu Jingwei!

How dare she!?

How could she just abandon herself like that?!

Shu Rou bit her lips until they bled, and her tongue tasted a strong rusty flavor.

Just then, the sound of horses' hooves came from nearby.

The horseshoe struck the bluestone slabs with a crisp, heavy sound, like a muffled hammer blow, each strike hitting Shu Rou's eardrums. The sound drew closer, making her teeth chatter slightly.

Shu Rou's back tensed up suddenly. She endured the pain all over her body, lowered her head, and dared not move.

The swollen areas on her face burned with pain, and her eyes were so swollen they were barely open. Shu Rou carefully peered through those slits and saw a horse's hoof come into view.

At the same time, a rough male voice boomed down from above: "Why is there a child here?"

Zhao Wujun, mounted on his horse, his imposing figure like an iron tower, swept his probing gaze over Shu Rou—

The child, only three or four years old, had a face swollen like a pig's head, his exposed arms and legs covered in bruises, his hair disheveled and stuck to his face, and he was trembling all over.

Zhao Wujun felt a little uncomfortable watching this, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

How could this little kid be so badly injured? He wondered to himself, and unconsciously tightened his grip on the reins.

Could it be that this is another disaster caused by that dog emperor Shu Jingwei?

He looked at Wang Meng ahead with an inquiring gaze.

Wang Meng frowned and gestured to the soldiers behind him: "Leave someone to take him and deal with this."

After saying that, he grabbed the reins and was about to spur his horse away; he had to catch up with Shu Jingwei.

We absolutely cannot let her get away!

But a sentence the child suddenly uttered made him stop what he was doing.

"I am a princess."

The sound was soft and faint, yet it penetrated clearly into everyone's ears.

Wang Meng paused, then pulled on the reins, his tall figure slowly turning around, his sharp, hawk-like eyes suddenly fixing on Shu Rou.

"Is your mother Shu Jingwei?"

Shu Rou trembled with fear, her fingers gripping the hem of her clothes tightly, and she managed to squeeze out a single word: "Yes."

Wang Meng didn't beat around the bush; he slightly raised his chin and asked directly, "Where did your mother go?"

The lieutenant's gaze, which had initially shown some concern, suddenly turned cold and even hostile.

They had heard about the princess's deeds when they were at the border.

It is said that on her third birthday, she ordered that all ten of the eunuch's fingers be chopped off one by one because the pastries he presented did not suit her taste.

Then she made the eunuch eat the blood-stained pastries clean, simply because she found the eunuch's expression amusing.

After being dragged away, the eunuch hanged himself in his room that very night.

Later, I heard that she also fell in love with some kind of "hitting game". Once the palace servants were chosen, the game would almost never end unless one of them was beaten to death.

Similar incidents of disregarding human life are too numerous to mention.

Shu Jingwei's daughter, though young, is extremely vicious and cruel. She is a carbon copy of her mother, ruthless and cunning.

The lieutenant glanced at Wang Meng, who had asked so bluntly, and couldn't help but look at Shu Rou with disgust. He then asked Wang Meng, "General, Shu Jingwei is her own mother. Would she really just sell her off like that?"

Before the words had even finished, Shu Rou suddenly raised her hand, the movement so fast that her face contorted in pain.

A trembling finger pointed in one direction—

Hall of Supreme Harmony.

"My mother, the Queen, has gone there with a large entourage."

As she spoke, a surge of pleasure welled up in her narrowed eyes. A twisted, cruel smile crept onto her lips.

The scene of the Queen Mother being captured by these fierce-looking soldiers had already appeared in his mind.

They'll definitely be dragged back like a dead dog!

She might get beaten up too, just like her! No, she might get beaten even worse, maybe even killed.

After all, she was only three years old, and there would always be people who would be soft-hearted towards her, but her good mother was not!

Mother Empress, oh Mother Empress, how dare you abandon me—

Then I will definitely not let you get away with it!

Wang Meng and Zhao Wujun exchanged a glance and couldn't help but smile, their smiles revealing a hint of mockery.

Zhao Wujun smiled and said:

"She really is that dog emperor Shu Jingwei's good daughter—" he drawled, the last word laced with undisguised schadenfreude, "Good!"

Wang Meng immediately turned around and prepared to lead his men to the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

However, another voice rang in his ears.

"Wait a minute." The voice was unhurried, even a little lazy.

Wang Meng seemed to be nailed to the spot, and he stopped moving again.

That voice... is it Lord Lin!?

It was Lin Ye who had already switched the camera to Wang Meng.

He knew what was going on when he saw Shu Jingwei enter the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

He might not know where other secret passages lead, but where is the exit of the Hall of Supreme Harmony?

Lin Ye, who had personally experienced what Ye Fan went through, knew all too well.

As soon as the scene switched to Wang Meng, Lin Ye saw Shu Rou selling Shu Jingwei.

Lin Ye raised an eyebrow. Seeing that Wang Meng was about to chase after him, he ignored everything else, took out a communication talisman from his system backpack, and quickly stuck it on the Heavenly Mirror.

He then spoke to stop Wang Meng. His voice, transmitted through the talisman, carried a slight buzzing sound.

Lin Ye narrowed his eyes, looking at Wang Meng's face on the screen, which instantly became respectful, and continued:

"There's no need to go to the Hall of Supreme Harmony."

Lin Ye's tone was calm, but every word carried undeniable weight.

"There's a secret passage in the Hall of Supreme Harmony that leads outside the city. Follow my instructions—"

He smiled slightly, his voice brimming with composure and pleasure:

"Go straight to the exit and block her."

Wang Meng's eyes lit up. He replied emphatically, "Yes!"

He immediately clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Then I'll trouble Lord Lin to guide me!"

His voice was so loud that Zhao Wujun, who was standing next to him, straightened his chest.

Lin Ye hummed in agreement. He put the glass back on the bedside table, shifted to a more comfortable position, and focused on watching the images on the screen.

"Turn right after leaving the capital city gate."

Upon hearing this, Wang Meng immediately turned his horse around, leaving Zhao Wujun to deal with Shu Rou, while he followed Lin Ye's instructions and galloped towards the city gate.

Meanwhile, inside the secret passage, Shu Jingwei was traveling at a leisurely pace.