Mu Ying stood under the tree outside the door. When she saw Meng Jia and others coming out, she smiled and stepped forward to salute: "Brother Meng Shi."
She smiled innocently, as if she had no idea what was going on in the room.
Meng Jia saw her smiling face, and the frosty color on his face softened: "Xiao Ying, long time no see, where have you been a few days ago?"
Mu Ying smiled and said: "I hid. My sister was afraid that I would be in danger, so she hid me. Why am I so weak? Even if you let me follow you to fight, I can still kill the enemy!"
She said, wrinkled her nose in disapproval, looking very innocent and harmless.
Lin Youfang raised his eyes disdainfully, he was just a spoiled child, ignorant of world affairs, naive and ridiculous.
"Brother Meng Shi, do you think who is this?"
Mu Ying whistled, and the lynx tiger came out majestically, squatted in front of her, and stared at everyone with eager eyes.
"Hey!" Yan'er shouted, extremely excited, hugging Meng Jia's neck and whispered: "General Meng, I want to touch him."
Mengjia immediately put him down, pulled him to the tiger, and let him pet it.
Mu Ying saluted Yan'er, took his hand cheerfully and said, "Your Majesty, you can scratch the tiger's chin. It likes it very much."
Sure enough, Yan'er scratched him twice. Tiger looked at the little kid lazily and ignored him, but he didn't refuse either.
"Okay!" Yan'er patted its head and said loudly: "Reward!"
It doesn’t say who will be rewarded or how.
Mu Ying saluted with a smile: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward!"
Yan'er became more and more happy, forgetting his frustration that Mu Yunhan ignored him, and started asking questions.
One had questions and the other had answers. When talking about something happy, Mu Ying laughed and jumped.
Two idiots! Lin Youfang couldn't stand it anymore and coughed expressionlessly.
Meng Jia immediately pulled Yan'er over and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, it's time to return to the palace."
Yan'er's face fell, and she followed him away in silence.
Mu Ying shouted eagerly: "Brother Meng Shi, will you come again in the future? Yeah..."
She whispered, looking at the wound on Meng Jia's shoulder, her face turned pale: "What's wrong with you?"
Meng Jia smiled faintly and said gently: "It's nothing. I'm leaving."
He walked far away, and Mu Ying still looked at his back stupidly, with a confused and worried look on her face.
Lin Youfang looked down on her less and less. He asked Yan'er to get in the car, patted Meng Jia hard on the shoulder, and praised with satisfaction: "Very good! Hurry up and bandage her."
Meng Jia took a look at the wound. Mu Yunhan had stabbed it very deeply, and the blood had soaked through his clothes and armor. It looked serious, but he knew that it had not stabbed a vital part.
Meng Jia pretended to say: "But your Majesty is here..."
Lin Youfang smiled and said: "Your Majesty, don't you still have me here? I know you are loyal, but your body is also very important, right? Go quickly!"
Only then did Meng Jia cover his wound and retreat.
Yan'er shouted from the car: "Where is General Meng? Let him come over."
Lin Youfang's smile faded a bit, and he stared at Meng Jia's back with a heavy gaze. It was hard to see how this man could win over the little emperor's heart so quickly.
Fortunately, he obeyed his own words and was ruthless with the Priest Palace. Otherwise, he would have been in serious trouble.
If it weren't for his own daughter who died, and the tigress in the family was too powerful, he would have really wanted to marry another Lin daughter to Meng Jia immediately so that he could have someone around Meng Jia.
"Brother Ten, here." Meng Shiwu hurriedly pressed Meng Jia down and sat down, ordered the military doctor to bandage his wounds, and said angrily: "The old thief is shameless, and that woman is also ruthless..."