"But with so many people rounding up, can this tiger still survive?"
Bai Zhi looked worriedly at the imperial army in front of her. The bright weapons made people tremble with fear.
"Whether it survives or not, the little tiger in its belly will probably be destroyed."
Although it was already dark now, the white tiger was particularly conspicuous.
Presumably, they still had the intention of capturing them alive, so the white tiger was not harmed. ??
"Come in with me, Xiaoyu, help your sister to invite Prince Yu to come over."
The plan to rescue the white tiger was urgent. Lin Mengya took the four girls and hid in the tent.
"Baizhi, Baishao, Baiji, you take Axue and hide in the tent. If there is no accident, don't go out to avoid getting hurt. Bai Su, you are responsible for guarding the three of them in secret. I'm afraid that someone will take advantage of it."
Chaos is not good for us.”
Lin Mengya calmly gave orders and protected those who should be protected, and would not let anyone take the opportunity to cause chaos.
The curtain of the tent was lifted up, and then Long Tianyu's slender figure appeared inside the tent.
"Your Majesty, how is the situation outside?"
Seeing Long Tianyu put on black hunting clothes, Lin Mengya guessed that these young men were really bold.
Today, the game of hunting tigers has just begun in advance.
"The Crown Prince and Prince Ming have also joined the hunt. I'm afraid the plan we discussed that day won't work. All the family members have been gathered in the big tent. Do you want to go too?"
She shook her head, Lin Mengya didn't want to join in the fun.
Besides, this place is very close to the big tent, and the Forbidden Army is also protecting it very tightly, so there will definitely be no danger.
"If this is the case, the prince still needs to protect himself first to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the chaos and having any evil intentions."
What a good tiger, why did he escape?
Lin Mengya still felt that something was a little strange. Long Tianyu looked at her lowering her head and thinking, and couldn't help but feel a slight movement in her heart.
She was always like this. Whenever something happened, she would worry about herself first.
His big hand unconsciously rubbed her hair and said softly
"Don't worry, I will be fine."
He didn't realize at all how gentle his movements were.
"Well, Your Majesty, please be careful. That tiger will just leave it to fate."
It's not that she doesn't want to save, but because the situation is special, she must act accordingly.
Long Tianyu nodded and strode out of the tent.
She could hear Long Tianyu outside, loudly instructing the Imperial Army to protect their own safety.
Feeling slightly warm in her heart, Lin Mengya also left the tent and stood at the door to watch. "Sister, don't worry. Your prince is so good at martial arts, he will be fine."
Lin Zhongyu was always by Lin Mengya's side, holding Lin Mengya's sleeves with her little hands, and her big eyes were full of worry.
I'm afraid he couldn't persuade his sister to look worried. For some reason, a little jealousy flashed through her heart.
I don’t know since when, my sister only has the prince in her eyes.
"I know, but I'm not afraid of ten thousand, just in case."
He held Xiaoyu's little hand with his backhand. The child's warm palm seemed to be able to convey infinite strength to her through skin contact.
"Sister, you really care about the prince."
Lin Zhongyu murmured, with a hint of envy in his tone.
Turning her head, Lin Mengya touched the young man's soft hair. She could never hide her thoughts from him.
"Xiaoyu, if one day we have to leave Prince Yu's Mansion, where would you like to go?"
In front of me, the little boy is like jade, with a face that is becoming increasingly androgynous.
Whenever he appears at a banquet, he will receive the favor of many girls.
It's just that this little guy always has a cold face when facing the gazes of those nymphomaniac girls.
"Leave? Will you really leave?"
It was a bit surprising, but there was a hint of expectation in Lin Zhongyu's eyes.
"Well, I won't belong here forever. Xiaoyu, from now on, will my sister take you to travel around the world?"
When she thought of leaving, Lin Mengya felt a slight pain in her heart.
The deeper some people are in her heart, the harder it is for her to leave them.
If she didn't take advantage of the moment and leave Prince Yu's Mansion as soon as possible, she was really afraid that she would be reluctant to leave.
When the time comes, how can I bear to share my husband with other women if I am so proud?
"Okay, wherever sister goes, Xiaoyu will follow."
However, Lin Zhongyu didn't understand. Although his sister and the prince were so matched, why was there sadness in his sister's eyes that he couldn't understand?
Nodding, Lin Mengya restrained all her sad emotions. Leaving will be a matter of time. There are still a lot of things that need to be resolved by herself.
The white tiger had been driven into a small forest not far away by the Imperial Guards, and the young men who were preparing to join the hunt had also changed into their hunting clothes.
The night wind hunted, but the faces of those people were all full of eagerness.
Trying expression.
Countless torches lit up the night sky.
Even though they were far apart, the roar of the unwilling tiger still spread throughout the camp.
What a majestic white tiger. If it hadn't been controlled by others, it would have been the overlord in this mountain forest.
Many of the imperial troops responsible for protecting the tents were withdrawn. In the camp, family members gradually came out and walked around.
Lin Mengya didn't attract anyone's attention, she just took Xiaoyu to the front and took a worried look.
The forest was crowded with people, and from time to time the roar of tigers and the shouts of people could be heard.
"Sister, let's go back. Waiting here is not an option."
Lin Zhongyu liked the feeling of being held by his sister, and with a little joy in his heart, he urged Lin Mengya to return to a safe place quickly.
"Okay, let's go back - who is that?"
Just as he turned around to go back, a black shadow flew quickly between the tents in front of him.
"Maybe it's someone's family, after all, everyone just gathered in the middle tent."
Lin Zhongyu also looked eagerly in the dim direction. If his sister hadn't said anything, he wouldn't have thought there would be anyone.
"I don't think so. How could an ordinary family member run out alone? The place where he disappeared seems to be the tent of Sister Yue Ting's house. Let's go and have a look."
The two of them tiptoed to the Yue family's tent. The surroundings were very quiet, and it seemed that no one was in the tent.
"Are we dazzled? There is obviously no one there?"
Lin Zhongyu lowered her voice and asked, but just now, she saw a figure flash past. How come it disappeared in an instant?
"No, we are looking for him. I always feel that that person is not a hallucination."
Her eyesight is definitely above the normal level, how could she get dazzled easily.
After looking around, there was nothing happening. Lin Mengya opened the curtain of the tent. It was dark inside and it was difficult to see clearly what was going on.
"Xiaoyu, do you have flint on you?"
Lin Zhongyu took out a pair of flints from his waist. Lin Mengya took them and carefully lit the lampstand in the tent.
The orange light was lit from the heart of the candle, and finally turned into soft light, dispersing the darkness in this small world.
"sister--"
Lin Zhongyu's scream was instantly choked in his throat. His eyes widened and he stared at a certain place in front of him.
"What's wrong, Xiaoyu?"
Lin Mengya didn't know what happened to Xiaoyu, so she turned around and saw a woman on the bed of the tent, her clothes were disheveled.
Walk carefully Go forward and look at the woman, she turns out to be Sister Yueting.
Her even breathing made Sister Yue Ting look like she was asleep.
The pink dress became messy. It seemed as if someone had covered it up randomly, and the spring light on her chest was even vaguely visible.
As soon as I walked in, the musk smell after a man and a woman made love was particularly pungent.
Even an inexperienced girl like Lin Mengya understood what happened.
"Sister, this is-"
Although Lin Zhongyu knows a lot, he is still a child. Besides, this kind of thing may not seem that simple.
"You go and wait outside, don't let anyone in, and don't let anyone know what's going on."
Making a decisive decision, Lin Mengya instinctively wanted to protect Sister Yue Ting.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Lin Zhongyu went out, there was a noise outside.
"This little hooves actually did such a thing, I have to teach her a lesson!"
Mrs. Yue's voice was particularly harsh, and Lin Mengya's heart went cold. Could it be that Mrs. Yue already knew what happened?
"Boy, get out of my way!"
In contrast, Lin Zhongyu blocked Mrs. Yue's way, so the two of them also had a conflict.
"No, my sister said, no one can come in!"
Lin Zhongyu was very determined. For a while, no one could break through his line of defense.
Lin Mengya didn't care about anything else and stared at Sister Yue Ting, not knowing what to do.
The beauty who was still sleeping slowly woke up, but when she saw Lin Mengya for the first time, she burst into tears.
"Sister Yue Ting, don't cry. If you need anything, you can tell me."
Sister Yue Ting must not have done it voluntarily, because as soon as she got close, she recognized the scent of ecstasy remaining in Sister Yue Ting's body——
In short, I don’t know which damn shameless person would use such despicable means.
"I am no longer worthy of Brother Nan Sheng."
The delicate tone was filled with heartbreaking despair.
Never before had Lin Mengya heard such a dejected voice.
It seemed that in an instant, all the vitality of Sister Yue Ting was drained away. Her face, as delicate as a flower, had been replaced by paleness.
Her trembling lips could no longer show a bright smile.
Lin Mengya clenched her fists, who is it?
"Sister Yue Ting, you--you have a good rest."
Now that things have happened, Lin Mengya knows that it is best to ask who did it.
