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C3 There Are a Lot of Demons in the Palace

"You fool, who do you think you are? Don't look at how everyone calls you a princess. In fact, you are the hostage that the Flower Country left in the Cloud Country to express their loyalty. The Flower Country is ruled by women. Although you are a princess, you are still a princess. But she's just an unfavoured princess." The one who spoke was Yun Heyan. Although his heroic face was filled with disdain, but you can also hear a kind of heartache.

Hua Moyu was silent. She originally thought that she was lucky enough to live a stable and prosperous life in the ancient times. This was good. She might lose her life at any time.

"Yan, don't scare Little Flower. I've been frightened enough today. I'll arrange for Littleflower to leave the palace soon." Yun Mengxiu looked at Yunyan Che with a reproachful look.

"Well, I do not live in the palace." Hua Moyu asked timidly, but she felt a little lucky in her heart.

"Of course, you have a special residence. Oh right, you also have a loyal little bodyguard. I am curious. Why didn't I see him today? " Hua Moyu clearly saw the malicious intent on Yun Yanche's face.

"Yeah, if that Leng Xiyou is here today. Little Hua wouldn't have been injured, and it wouldn't be good for us to show ourselves." Hua Moyu didn't understand Yun Mengxiu's expression.

At this moment, Hua Moyu saw the young maid carrying a bowl of steaming soup into the room.

"Princess, Qing Yan brewed it for a long time. Hurry up and drink it, perhaps you will remember everything." The little girl placed the medicine outside the screen. There was probably a table there.

"Give it to Second Prince. Fourth Prince greets you." Because Qing Yan was holding the medicine bowl, although she wanted to greet him immediately, she was afraid of spilling the medicine in her hands. So, she could only put down the medicine bowl and bow.

Yun Mengxiu let Qing Yan avoid the formalities and then Qing Yan came to Hua Moyu's bedside.

"Princess, this servant will first help you up?" Qing Yan was just about to come to Hua Moyu's side when a figure rushed over.

"Fourth Prince, you?" The little girl was stunned on the spot and did not know what Yun Heyan wanted to do.

"Little Hua, come. There are no outsiders here. Just let Yan help you." As she spoke, she ignored Qing Yan's embarrassed little face and Yun Mengxiu's slight frown and helped Hua Moyu up.

"Uh, Yan. Let Qing Yan come. This seems to be a bit unreasonable." Hua Moyu muttered in her heart. This youth was a bit too attentive.

"Princess, do you remember Qing Yan?" The little girl looked at Hua Moyu excitedly.

"Qing Yan, don't be agitated. I just heard you say your name is Qing Yan. You can slowly tell me about other things after you leave the Palace. How is it?" Although Hua Moyu did not want to hurt the little girl, she could not lie.

Looking at the black bowl of medicinal juice, Hua Moyu really wanted to faint. However, the two youths and the young maid in front of her were indeed fully concentrated. Forget it. It was not as if he had never drunk medicine when he was young. The taste of the Yellow Connecting Pill was still very nostalgic.

Clenching his teeth, he poured all of the medicine juice into his small stomach in one breath. Then, he looked at the three people with dull gazes.

"It's still a familiar taste. What's wrong? "The bitterness in Hua Moyu's mouth reminded her of when she was young, when she was sick, she would either take injections or medicine, but she could not stand the bitter taste of the pill. In order to make her take medicine, her father made her small hands swollen. That was very traumatic. So now, seeing medicine was very satisfying.

"Princess, I didn't bring you any sugar." Qing Yan said something that made Hua Moyu very confused.

"Little Hua, you are indeed different. You did not even cry." Yun Heyan's eyes were also filled with disbelief.

"That's good too. It's good to learn to protect yourself as soon as possible. Perhaps amnesia is a good thing for you." Yun Mengxiu's words seemed to be very profound, but Hua Moyu did not want to investigate.

"Princess, let's return to the prefecture. In the future, we should not come to the Imperial Palace. Leng wasn't here today, otherwise the princess wouldn't have been injured. When we go back later, Qing Yan must talk about Leng properly." The little girl was still blaming herself for Hua Moyu's injury.

"Alright, Qing Yan. We can hide if we can't afford to offend her. We just need to go around the trouble. Isn't that enough?" This was Hua Moyu's usual attitude and stance. She always liked to hide in a corner that people did not pay attention to. She also did not want to show off her brilliance and live her life in a low-profile manner. However, how could her current life be decided by herself?

Hua Moyu sat in the sedan chair, her head was still wrapped in a white bandage that was very melodramatic. Since there was no major problem, it was better to return to the residence first.

There were many undercurrents in the Imperial Palace, so it was not wrong to be cautious. (One of the Hua Clan's court records)

Hua Moyu understood from her own experience that the Imperial Palace was a place where it was not easy to stay. Hence, she urged Qing Yan to quickly leave. And the young maid Qing Yan was also well aware of the surging waves within, so she immediately prepared the sedan chair. Yun Mengxiu and Yun Heyan did not stay for long and also left. The matters of the royal family were even more complicated.

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