Wanwan waved her hands, which were still not quite listening to her, and Master Jiutian immediately understood and quickly placed a few pieces of talisman paper in Wanwan's hands.

She stared intently, and after a moment the talisman paper emitted bursts of golden light.

Master Jiutian smiled as if a long drought had finally brought rain. "Little Master, I thank you on behalf of the people of Liming. One day, you will achieve enlightenment and become an immortal."

Wanwan gave a wry smile, having used up a lot of her spiritual energy. She felt a little sleepy, so she fell asleep.

Life is pretty good now. It’s rare that I can lie down so leisurely.

Wanwan is not worried that Master Jiutian will use these talismans to do bad things. Spiritual power is kind, but if it is used to do bad things.

The talisman paper will immediately lose its effect, and the person who uses it will also suffer backlash.

Wanwan fell asleep, and Master Jiutian returned Wanwan to Emperor Wu of Xia, and told Emperor Wu of Xia that when Wanwan woke up, the nightmare would be relieved.

Emperor Wu of Xia stared at Wanwan, watching her sleep so peacefully and motionlessly. Suddenly, he felt a surge of worry. He gently placed his hand on her nose. Wanwan suddenly felt an itch in her nose and moved it a little.

Yes, still breathing and alive. Very good!

Empress Xian watched from the side and almost fainted from anger. What kind of operation was this? Was she afraid that her daughter would die?

But it’s a bit funny to think that this tyrant actually has such a cute side.

*

On the way down the mountain, Wanwan, after a long sleep, was suddenly awakened by a loud noise, mixed with heart-wrenching cries and roars.

Wanwan stared out the window, her eyes filled with a deep gaze. She seemed to have smelled the protagonist's scent.

[Sigh, this little baby's body is really terrible. He can't even get up to look outside.]

Wanwan sighed depressedly.

Emperor Wu of Xia, who heard the voices, ordered the convoy to stop and then ordered people to deal with the noisy voices.

After a while, when everything calmed down, Emperor Wu of Xia took Wanwan away.

Everywhere she looked, even after her father's treatment, there were still traces of blood. The entire yard seemed to have been flooded with blood.

Soon, Wanwan saw a man in white clothes stained with blood walking over and kneeling on the ground.

"Your Majesty, his entire family was slaughtered. Only he and his brother are left."

Wanwan's heart skipped a beat. She closed her eyes, her gaze filled with sympathy. Although she had heard of the massacre of an entire family, seeing it for herself still piqued her compassion.

"Do you know who did it?" asked Emperor Wu of Xia.

"The murderer left some clues. We can go back and investigate slowly."

Wanwan listened to the report and looked at the marks left on the ground. One of the marks was an eagle head.

[Isn't this someone from the Black Eagle Pavilion? That's... Oh, right, that was built by the Prime Minister's eldest son. Later, it was with the support of this Black Eagle Pavilion that the Crown Prince was able to successfully force the emperor to abdicate, and then became emperor for a few days.]

[It was probably this deep blood feud, and the subsequent humiliation he and his brother suffered under the tyrannical father's rule, which led to the hero's gradual rise and the overthrow of the Xia family.]

[Could this be the male protagonist from the original book? He's incredibly handsome. With that aura, he must be the previous male protagonist.]

oh?

Emperor Wu of Xia listened to Wanwan's thoughts and suddenly thought, isn't the enemy of my enemy his friend?

If he was diligent in his work and cared for the people, and kept him and his brother by his side and treated them well, and even avenged him, then wouldn't the things Wanwan mentioned later have happened?

And just now I saw this kid, who was only seven or eight years old, fighting seven or eight enemies alone for such a long time.

Although he was injured, his endurance, courage, and martial arts skills all told him that he was definitely a talent.

"What's your name?" the emperor came over and asked.

"Su Mochen." Perhaps because the emperor finally saved the two brothers, he answered.

The handsome young man kneeling on the ground, his eyes filled with indifference, a look of vengeance and no other expression. This man seemed to be turning evil.

[Oh, yes, the male protagonist. Well, if his brother hadn't died later, if someone had avenged him, perhaps such a good male protagonist wouldn't have turned evil. After all, this man still has a very kind heart. Although he later overthrew the court, he also did a lot of good things for the people.]

After hearing Wanwan's heartfelt words, Emperor Wu of Xia finally felt relieved. Then, he said to him, "I can help you get revenge, and no one will dare to harm you and your brother in the future."

Emperor Wu of Xia offered a favorable condition. "Furthermore, I will train you and your brother to be both civil and military talents. I will enable you to stand on your own two feet."

Mo Chen looked at the emperor, his eyes seeming to be waiting for her next words.

"I want you to stay by Wanwan's side and protect my princess. I won't allow my princess to have even the slightest mishap."

Emperor Wu of Xia stared at him. As a smart man, there was no need to say more about what to say next.

"Would you like to?"

Emperor Wu of Xia was very reasonable. After proposing the conditions, he still gave people room to choose.

Wanwan complained in her mind, "Do I have a choice? I can die immediately, or I can take a very risky path, but it's very likely I can grow up with my brother. I don't know what to choose."

Emperor Wu of Xia smiled in his heart. He thought that the other party must give his approval personally. After all, we never force anyone.

Mo Chen looked at Wan Wan in Emperor Xia Wu's arms. Her clear eyes seemed to speak. Just one look at her, and it was as if the demons in his heart could disappear.

The moment he looked at Wanwan, he seemed to have a goal to live for again, to protect her?

Is this a favor from God to him, a man abandoned by the heaven? Perhaps, the heaven closed a door for him and opened a window for him?

"Your Majesty, since I am the little princess's subordinate, I would like to change my brother's and my surname. Can I take the little princess's surname?"

"Can."

Emperor Wu of Xia quickly agreed.

He goes to court every day and has all kinds of things to do. How can I feel at ease if I don't find someone who can protect Wanwan at any time?

This child is about a few years older than Wanwan, so maybe he understands children better.

In addition, his martial arts skills are really good, and with further training, he will definitely be a dragon among men.

"I, Xia Mochen, and my younger brother, Xia Moyu, come to see the Emperor and the Princess. From now on, I will regard the Princess's life as my own. If the little Princess damages a single hair, I will commit suicide as an apology."

Xia Mochen knelt on the ground and saluted respectfully.

Wanwan babbled shyly in her heart, "Hey, you're welcome, you're welcome. How can I let the hero kneel before me? You're my idol, a handsome young man from an ancient martial arts family, kneeling before me. How can I bear it?"

Emperor Wu of Xia was so angry that his liver hurt. When can you worship your father like this? Is it wrong to do this?

Isn't this just another person trying to snatch my daughter away from me?

Emperor Wu of Xia felt very uncomfortable even when he returned to the palace. He really didn't have the time to watch Wanwan every moment. He had always wanted to find someone to accompany Wanwan.

However, she felt sorry for her daughter if she found an ugly one. A handsome one would compete with him for her affection, which made her feel uncomfortable no matter what.