“Mother, mother, mother…”

"Mother is here. My son's illness is cured. Hahaha." Concubine Chun was surprised and happy. She was at a loss for a moment and was so excited that she didn't know what to do.

Concubine Chun held Di Rongjing and walked around the house in circles.

Suddenly, a burnt smell came——

"Oh, where's my mutton kebab!" Abao stamped his feet anxiously.

Concubine Chun put Di Rongjing down, smiling broadly. She rolled up her sleeves and said, "Ah Bao, my baby, don't be anxious. Come, Aunt Chun will grill it for you. How much do you want to eat? Aunt Chun will grill it for you. From now on, you are my dearest daughter, even dearer than Di Rongjing. If anyone bullies you, Aunt Chun will be the first to kick him!"

Although Abao didn't say it, Concubine Chun knew it very well.

I'm afraid Abao cured Rongjing's illness tonight.

When Rong Jing went to the prison to play, he was still mute. But after being carried back by Feng Zhuo, Rong Jing could speak.

"Empress Defei, Empress Chunfei, the emperor sent his subordinates to tell the little princess that Prince Yanling is in prison, crying and shouting, and seems to have become mute."

Defei looked at Abao. Rongjing suddenly started to speak. Prince Yanling became mute?

[As expected, Yan Ling snatched away one of Ninth Brother's souls. Ninth Brother was a child blessed by the gods, and was blessed with great fortune. Yan Ling was not virtuous, and was arrogant and overbearing. He could not bear Ninth Brother's soul, so he turned into a crow mouth.]

Di Rongjing handed Abao a skewer of freshly grilled lamb sprinkled with cumin powder, which tasted crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

Abao ate several skewers in a row. After he was full, he felt sleepy.

Concubine Chun was surprised, "What happened to Abao today? He has never gone to bed so early before, and today he looks very tired."

[Hmm, this is my first time using Soul Weaving Technique. I feel sleepy.]

"Cool kiss, hug, I want to sleep..."

As soon as Abao put his arm around Concubine De's shoulder, he fell asleep.

Defei felt distressed. Abao had made great contributions and done great things tonight.

If it weren't for the barbecue, the little girl would have fallen asleep early.

…

Sky prison.

Yan Ling cried until she was hoarse.

Yang Lei and the three messengers had headaches.

The three messengers said, "Guard Yang, what's going on? Why has His Royal Highness become mute out of nowhere?"

Yang Lei had a headache, he didn't know either.

"How about we divert them and use the sound transmission talisman to contact His Majesty and the Imperial Master and ask them to rescue us."

The prince had only been locked up for an afternoon and he had already become mute.

If there were more levels, they might even lose their lives.

You can’t come to this Tiansheng Dynasty, you can’t come!

fire nation.

The old emperor was lying on the bed. "Imperial Master, what happened to you? Why did you suddenly bleed from your seven orifices yesterday?"

Tianlin smiled nonchalantly, "I practiced too much and almost went insane. It's okay, Your Majesty, don't worry. I won't be in trouble in the future."

"A national master is a national master, different from others."

Unlike him, who fell and lay in bed for several days without any improvement.

"Your Majesty, there is more news from Prince Yan Ling." The Queen happily stepped into the room.

Tianlin's heart skipped a beat.

No, no way?

He just stood up.

Seeing the sound transmission talisman flashing, Tianlin Taoist immediately said, "Your Majesty, I think we should temper the Crown Prince's temper. Why is he always homesick when he is away from home? How can he be independent at all?"

When the old emperor heard this, he thought it made sense.

"I'm afraid what the Imperial Master said is inappropriate. What if Yan Ling has something important to report?" The Queen disagreed. She just wanted to know whether Yan Ling had found Qingyan in the Tiansheng Dynasty.

Taoist Tianlin broke out in a cold sweat. This could not be a revenge that would trample on his life.

Prince Yanling opened the sound transmission note and waited for a long time, but there was no reply from the other side.

The three messengers stared at each other.

"Prince, why are the Emperor and the Imperial Master ignoring us?"

Taoist Tianlin felt his legs and feet go weak as he watched the sound transmission talisman light up from time to time.

The old emperor sighed and said, "Take it."

Taoist Tianlin's heart skipped a beat.

The queen was quick to accept it.

“Wow wow wow—”

The old emperor's good mood was instantly broken, "I'm not dead yet, why do you cry every time you see me? Tell me, what's going on?"

“Mmmmm…”

Taoist Tianlin’s face turned pale and he stepped back. Oh no, he started to feel dizzy again.

"Stop crying! It's so annoying!" the old emperor said angrily.

"Your Majesty." Yang Lei hesitated, "Your Majesty, Master, the Crown Prince...can't speak anymore."

"What did you say?" The old emperor was so shocked that he almost choked.

The crow's beak of the Word Spirit is a powerful weapon that can shock the four countries.

"The prince has become mute." Yang Lei began to sob softly.

"Impossible! He has always been very good at talking. How could this happen? What did you do?"

"Just, I slept for a while, and when I woke up, this is what happened." Yang Lei thought he had reported it clearly.

The old emperor couldn't cough up a mouthful of phlegm and immediately stared at his legs.

"Call the imperial physician quickly! The imperial physician comes quickly." The queen screamed in horror.

After the imperial physician's operation, the old emperor calmed down. "Where are you now? Come back quickly! Hurry up and ask the imperial teacher, no, ask the imperial physician, to help Yan Ling."

Can't be dumb, the spirit of words can't be in trouble.

He is already bedridden. If the Word Spirit becomes ineffective again, the Fire Nation will be in trouble!

"In the prison."

"Where... where? In the Heavenly Prison? You were imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison? You rubbish! Good-for-nothings! We told you to conquer the Tiansheng Dynasty, but you put yourselves in the Heavenly Prison, a bunch of idiots!"

The spirit of words couldn't speak and was crying.

It turns out that being dumb is so uncomfortable, but Di Rongjing usually looks so calm.

"Your Majesty, Master, you must save us. We don't want to be imprisoned anymore. We want to get out. We want to go home..."

Yan Ling cried even harder. His senior brother was like a worm in his stomach, and he spoke out what was in his heart.

"Imperial Master, find a way to get those pieces of junk back. Imperial Master? Where is the Imperial Master?" The old emperor called out several times, but no one responded.

"Oh! Imperial Master has a nosebleed again. Imperial Master, why did you fall down again?" The Queen felt that the palace was particularly chaotic. "Imperial Master, what's wrong with you? Whenever I call you for something, you bleed and can't help at all! You are even a drag."

I really don't know how this national teacher became a master.

Tianlin felt dizzy, partly because of the stimulation from the sound transmission note, and partly because of anger.

Yan Ling became mute, which shouldn't happen. Yan Ling has a soul-locking mark on his body, and that spirit will accompany him for the rest of his life...