Upon hearing this, Rong Ning's lips curled up slightly, she chuckled softly, and then leaned lazily against the soft couch, saying casually, "Hmm... more or less, but I feel that since returning from the North, the officials in the court seem to have become much more polite to me."

Mo'er laughed along and said, "Isn't this a good thing?"

Rong Ning gently shook her head. "That makes sense, but the problem is that what I brought back to the capital this time is related to the lives and fortunes of these officials!"

If they're just being polite to me on the surface, that's fine; but the worst thing would be if they were plotting a fatal blow against me behind my back.

Mo'er's eyes sharpened. "You are a princess of the imperial family. His Majesty and the Crown Prince are on your side. They probably don't have the guts!"

“Who knows?” Rong Ning turned over to look at her, her face full of sorrow. “You know, I’m just a young woman with no power or influence. If they really want to gang up on me, I’m powerless to fight back.”

Seeing her like this, Mo'er pursed her lips and remained silent for a while before saying in a cold voice, "Just say what you want me to do. Don't play the victim here. I know what kind of person you are."

If they really push you to that point, you'll fight to the death, and no one will get away with it.

And when have you ever been unable to fight back?

You have plenty of opportunities to fight back!

Upon hearing this, Rong Ning clicked her tongue, her expression changed, and she glared at her, saying, "You're being far too blunt."

Mo'er snorted coldly, "I've known you for many years. What are you pretending for in front of me!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Rong Ning said with a hint of helplessness.

The two of them were old acquaintances.

Before Mo'er came to Honglian Tower, she stayed at Linghua Temple for a period of time.

At that time, Rong Ning had only recently come up the mountain to become a disciple. Her master was not very interested in paying attention to her. There were not many girls of her age in the temple, but there were a few, all of whom came to the temple with their mothers seeking temporary protection.

The girls were shy around strangers, and having witnessed the grand procession Rong Ning sent them up the mountain, they knew she was no ordinary person, so they didn't play with her much.

Fortunately, Rong Ning was also a loner. Since her master ignored her and the girls wouldn't play with her, she would wander around the mountains by herself.

Mo'er was the one she found while wandering around in the mountains.

At that time, Mo'er was dressed in rags, covered in wounds, and there was not a single part of her skin that was intact. Rong Ning saw that she was breathing weakly and hovering on the verge of death, so she didn't care much. She squatted down and took a few glances before preparing to leave.

Since people are already on the verge of death, becoming food for wolves and tigers in these mountains can be considered a kind of good deed.

The current Rong Ning doesn't have much of a compassionate heart, and the ten-year-old Rong Ning has even less. But when she was about to leave, the dying Mo'er grabbed her ankle tightly, and no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free.

In her hazy state, Mo'er didn't know what she had grabbed. She only felt that her empty hand had grasped something, and subconsciously she felt that she had grasped a glimmer of hope for life. So, driven by her instinct for survival, she held on tightly.

It was precisely because of her strong will to survive that Rong Ning was moved. She took Mo'er back to Linghua Temple and ordered her subordinates to return to Nanyang City overnight to bring the best doctors and medicines to treat her.

Mo'er had a strong will to live, and Rong Ning really wanted to save her, so she used the best of everything. After four or five days, Mo'er woke up from her coma.

After another half month of rest, Mo'er was able to get out of bed with difficulty.

When Rong Ning was on the mountain and no one paid attention to her, she would come to see Mo'er when she wasn't going to the mountain. She watched as the girl, who was initially like a rag doll and was half-dead, gradually became more and more alive, which gave her a sense of accomplishment.