The person sent by Jiang Zhixu stood up, his voice clear and firm:

"Madam, our emperor has ordered us to take His Highness away. Please leave the two children to us without worry."

Jin Linlin's eyes were as cold as a star. She slowly stood up, exuding a majestic aura. She looked directly at the person sent by Jiang Zhixu and said without flinching:

"I am the child's biological mother. If Jiang Zhixu has any objections, please let him come to see me in person."

At this moment, the person sent by Mr. Jin also spoke: "Madam, since you have found the young lady, we will go back and report to the old man."

Jin Linlin nodded slightly in agreement. Then she turned to look at Haruyuki, who understood and quickly pulled a handful of pearls from her pouch, giving them to everyone.

"Thank you for your hard work. You have been living in the open air and eating and drinking in the wild for the past two years in search of the young prince. Consider these pearls as a reward from our Majesty." Chunxue said with a smile.

"Go back and tell my father that if you miss Chu, go to Cangwu City to see her."

Everyone quickly nodded and said yes, knelt down to thank Jin Linlin for the reward, then turned and left.

However, the man Jiang Zhixu sent did not give up. He took a step forward and looked directly at Jin Linlin without flinching:

"Madam, His Majesty's order cannot be disobeyed. Please hand His Highness over to us." Although his voice was polite, it was full of determination and there was no room for negotiation.

Seeing this, the secret guards behind Jin Linlin immediately stepped forward as if facing a great enemy, and protected Jiang Nianchu and Jiang Jingxing tightly behind them, forming a solid human wall to prevent the other side from suddenly attacking.

Faced with this tense situation, Jin Linlin appeared remarkably calm. She simply waved her hand gently, as if everything was under her control.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard in the distance, and the troops surrounded those people. Everyone held a spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear was pointed at them without exception.

Jin Linlin's face was as gloomy as water, and her eyes were as cold as ice. Although her voice was not loud, it carried an unquestionable majesty:

"I don't have time to waste here with you. Go back and tell Jiang Zhixu that my daughter is mine, and no one can take her away from me! If he dares to lay his claws on my daughter again, I absolutely don't mind chopping off his hands with my own hands! Now, get out!"

Those people were frightened by Jin Linlin's aura and their bodies began to tremble involuntarily.

Amidst Jin Linlin's angry shouts, they retreated from the encirclement in disgrace like dogs that had lost their homes, running away without looking back, fearing that something might happen if they ran too slowly.