Mo Qinghuan followed her out. "Don't be impulsive. I'll ask the prince to send someone to investigate. What those two said may not be trustworthy."
Yang Suxin, who had calmed down, looked at Mo Qinghuan with admiration.
"What should we do now?"
Mo Qinghuan looked back at the inner room. "Didn't she just say she had a private house? Send her back first. We'll deal with the rest later."
She turned around and walked in. The woman was still wiping away her tears.
"Stop crying. You need to save your energy to take care of the child," Mo Qinghuan comforted softly.
The woman nodded and stood up. She bowed to the two of them. "I will never forget your great kindness, ladies."
The cloth shop owner's wife handed the child to her. Holding the child, she left the cloth shop.
Mo Qinghuan looked up at the sky. After a half - day's commotion, it was almost dark.
"I should go back. Thanks to you today."
Yang Suxin, who was praised, blushed instantly. "I should be the one thanking you. I just lent her a place. You really saved the lives of her and her child."
As they were talking, they had already reached the door.
Dan'er helped her put on the cloak. Yang Suxin waved goodbye to her.
After she got into the carriage, she lifted the curtain and gave Yang Suxin a faint smile.
Just before leaving, Yang Suxin suddenly grabbed Mo Qinghuan's hand.
"Can I be your friend?"
Mo Qinghuan was stunned. It was the first time someone had said this to her since she came to this world.
Although she and Zhao Yiyi had implicitly become friends, no one had said that out loud, so it was different.
Seeing that Mo Qinghuan didn't say a word, Yang Suxin bit her lip and let go of Mo Qinghuan's hand.
Just as she was about to walk back dejectedly, she heard Mo Qinghuan's voice behind her. "Of course."
She was so excited that she almost jumped up. "Great. I'll visit you at your mansion another day."
Mo Qinghuan nodded and signaled the coachman to drive towards the Regent's Mansion.
When she returned to the mansion, Bai Ke mysteriously pulled her aside, looking rather anxious. "Princess, please go and persuade the prince."
She looked at Bai Ke in confusion. "What happened?"
"The prince is going to strangle Ata Huan!"
"Then lead the way!" she snapped.
Bai Ke quickly led her to the dungeon. Before Mo Qinghuan stepped in, she heard Ata Huan's heart - rending cries.
She rushed down the steps three steps at a time and stood at the dungeon door without saying a word.
Mu Yanming was sitting on a chair with a cold look on his face.
Ata Huan was chained to a cross. There was blood at the corner of her mouth, her hair was in a mess, and there was a faint purple mark on her neck.
She suddenly burst into laughter. "Hahaha, Mu Yanming, if you kill me, it will surely lead to a war between Beirong and Li State."
Mu Yanming stood up and walked up to her. He sneered, his face extremely gloomy. The air pressure around him was so cold that it made people shiver.
"Start a war? You think too highly of yourself. Your younger brother bribed the son of the left prime minister of Li State to assassinate you but failed. Do you think if I help him fulfill this wish, how will he thank me?"
"Mu Yanming, are you really going to kill her?" Mo Qinghuan came up to him and grabbed his arm.
He looked down at her, his eyes full of tenderness, which was completely different from his cold and blood - thirsty look just now.
Remembering the environment, he suddenly looked at Bai Ke. "The dungeon is damp and cold. Why did you bring her here?"
She tugged at his sleeve. "I insisted on coming. It has nothing to do with him."
The corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He reached out and stroked her head.
"Be good. Go back first. I'll come to you after I'm done."
Ata Huan watched the scene in front of her and felt it was extremely harsh.
The things she had been longing for, Mo Qinghuan always got them easily.
"If you have the guts, kill me!" she deliberately provoked Mu Yanming.
Mu Yanming turned to look at Ata Huan and instantly changed his expression. "Do you think I dare not?"
He turned around and walked towards the brazier. The charcoal in the brazier was crackling. The branding iron in it was already red - hot.
He picked it up and slowly walked towards Ata Huan.
He said in a deep voice, "Death is not the most painful thing!"
Ata Huan instantly understood what he meant. She kept shaking her head, her voice full of pleading. "Either give me a quick death or let me go! Do you really have to torture me like this?"
"I've warned you more than once, but you just have to challenge my bottom line."
Mo Qinghuan really couldn't stand it anymore. She snatched the branding iron from Mu Yanming's hand.
"She's right. Either kill her directly or let her go."
After saying that, she threw the branding iron on the ground heavily and turned around to leave the dungeon.
Mu Yanming followed her. Only Bai Ke and Ata Huan were left in the dungeon.
He stepped forward to untie the chains. "Why do you have to argue with the prince? Just admit your mistake and let him let you go."
After the chains were untied, her body went limp and she fell into Bai Ke's arms.
Bai Ke picked her up horizontally and left the dungeon. When they went out, Mo Qinghuan and Mu Yanming were standing under a tree not far from the dungeon.
Mo Qinghuan glanced in their direction and then looked at Mu Yanming.
"Do you think I'm cruel and ruthless?"
She shook her head. "I know you have no choice."
Mu Yanming stepped forward and put his arm around her. She leaned against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat.
"Did you really agree to her request because of those three thousand miles of mountains and rivers?"
Mu Yanming let go of her and looked into her eyes with his dark pupils.
"Yes." He didn't deny it because when Ata Huan made the request, he had already thought about their future.
In Li State, he was in a high position and held heavy military power. No matter who ascended the throne in the future, he would be the first one to be feared.
Even if he gave up his military power, he might not end well in the end.
So if he had those three thousand miles of mountains and rivers, he could proclaim himself king and take her away from the treacherous court to live a free life.
Mo Qinghuan reached out and smoothed the wrinkles on his forehead. "Sometimes, wanting too much will only become a burden."
After saying that, she turned around and left, walking towards the Yangyang Hall.
"Princess, let this maid prepare something for you to eat."
She nodded. Dan'er opened the door, and Mu Yanming was standing at the door.
"You may leave first."
He lifted his robe and stepped into the room. Mo Qinghuan got up and walked towards the inner room.
In the night, a carriage was speeding towards a private house in the south of the city.
The woman opened the door, and he rushed in at once.
"What do you want to do?" she grabbed Liu Rudeng's arm tightly.
Liu Rudeng had no tenderness for the fairer sex. He pushed her away.
"Slut! Get out of the way!"
She seemed to have a premonition of what he was going to do. She hugged his leg tightly and wouldn't let go.
He kicked a few times but couldn't get her to let go. He squatted in front of Li Xinru and pinched her chin tightly. "Don't think that just because you've given birth to a child, I'll come back to you."
"A woman like you, I'd rather sleep with a prostitute than touch you again!"