Princess Fu'an, seeing that Prince Cheng did not seem to show any dissatisfaction, suppressed the various chaotic suspicions in her heart and forced a smile.
"Alright, this is my younger sister, just call her Yu'er."
As she spoke, she took Fu Wenyu's hand and said, "Xiao Qi, let's go back to the carriage first."
Fu Wenyu sobbed, but dared not make a sound, as Princess Fu'an pulled her away.
He didn't even dare to look at his own brother.
The rest of the servants and guards quickly followed after King Cheng turned to leave.
Everyone's mind was in complete confusion; they didn't understand what was going on.
But some of them had already become serious.
Especially several imperial guards.
They were also martial artists.
Ordinary people could only judge whether Prince Cheng was unwell by observing changes in his appearance.
They could already tell from the other's aura that King Cheng's injuries had probably healed.
But how could that be?
As imperial guards, they knew more.
Even the Imperial Medical Academy was unable to treat Prince Cheng's injuries, so they had no choice but to seek help from Medicine King Valley.
However, Medicine King Valley has consistently refused to make a move.
Has Medicine King Valley been persuaded?
But why would King Cheng be in a small village in such a remote city?
Prince Cheng has recovered from his injuries, but the news has not been made public, which suggests that some turmoil may be brewing.
The group returned to the village, and even Fu Tingchen came along.
The way they were acting gave the impression that they were about to clean house at any moment.
The little girl was so frightened that her shoulders trembled the whole way.
She really wished she could fly back to the palace immediately.
She regretted it. If she had known her third brother was here, she wouldn't have come, no matter how fun the things were or how delicious the fruit was.
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