Even a child has strength. Ling Yongnian was knocked towards Mo Bilian by the blow.

Mo Yunzhao looked down at Long Ye, whose little face was tense and who was holding a wooden stick.

She smiled and reached out to ruffle his hair. "Come behind your sister."

In her past life, she met Long Ye, who had grown into a young man, and she treated him like a younger brother.

Now that he's just a child, she'll love him even more.

Yes, we'll just be siblings.

"No, I want to protect the witch sister."

Despite his small size, Long Ye did not flinch; instead, he gripped the wooden stick in his hand even tighter.

Driven to despair, the villagers surged forward.

"You're not allowed to bully my sister."

Suddenly, a large number of children surged forward.

Ling Yongnian tried to squeeze in again, but was pushed aside once more.

Once he had regained his footing, Mo Yunzhao was already surrounded by a group of children.

The oldest were twelve or thirteen years old, and the youngest were just toddlers who had just started to walk.

They formed a circle, holding tree branches or sticks, facing the villagers.

The villagers looked at them and immediately became anxious.

"Dog Boy, what are you doing? Come back quickly, she's going to hurt us."

"Black Egg, you get back here too, or I'll beat you up later."

"Flower, my dear flower, come back soon."

The toddler ignored him, instead holding a small bamboo stick in his hand, raising his dark but delicate and adorable little face, opening his arms to Mo Yunzhao, and saying in a childish voice, "Hug me."

A little boy nearby said, "Sister, hold the flowers. This is the village chief's grandson. If you hold him, they won't dare to touch you."

The flower still stretched out its arms, "Hug, hit."

Her voice had a heavy babyish tone and some regional accent, and she hadn't even learned to speak yet.

Seeing the villagers who had lost their minds, Mo Yunzhao bent down and picked up the flowers.

If things get really chaotic, Hua'er is so small, he's the one who's most likely to get hurt. Besides, he's still not very steady on his feet, he might just fall down.

Mo Bilian gently persuaded, "Third sister, let's talk this out. These are all children. Let them go, and we won't punish them."

Fu Liu rushed over and immediately exploded upon hearing this.

She stuck out her neck and shouted at her, "They were the ones protecting the city lord, so how come you're implying that the city lord kidnapped them and threatened the people?"

Mo Bilian said anxiously, "I didn't mean that. It's just that things are very chaotic right now, and the safety of the people is the most important thing. Doctor Yang also said that he is only responsible for treating patients. If you want credit, he will give it all to you."

Doctor Yang nodded in agreement: "I couldn't bear to see the people suffer from illness, so I stayed up all night to research this. When I report back, I'll say it was His Highness the Crown Prince who researched it."

Ling Yongnian stepped forward, his tall figure and white robes accentuating his elegant demeanor.

"I can also testify that this medicine was prepared by His Highness the Crown Prince..."

Mo Yunzhao interrupted him angrily, "Bullshit!"

Ling Yongnian stared blankly at Mo Yunzhao, who was shouting angrily.

How could a girl, the lord of a city, be so rude?

"This prescription wasn't prepared by Ling Jingyu; he wouldn't prescribe this kind of medicine!"

Mo Yunzhao, holding the flowers, looked up and coldly surveyed the still indignant villagers.

The villagers felt a chill run down their spines from her cold gaze, and they involuntarily shut up, some even backing away in fear.

Because of this, although she is beautiful, she has a fierce aura.

Mo Yunzhao was satisfied with the result and his gaze fell on Ling Yongnian. "Ling Yongnian, are you still going to administer the medicine to the villagers?"