Toxic Princess Makes Amazement
Chapter 113

“We have been waiting for a good opportunity all this time. However, the opportunity we were waiting for was too far away. Qinghan, we need to change our mindset.”

Long Tianhao looked serious and he was not joking.

Seeing the expression on Third Brother's face, Long Qinghan suddenly felt his limbs completely paralyzed, as if he had gotten a huge blow.

He could not force himself to say any words of comfort.

He smiled, mocking himself. After all, he was not as wise as his Third Brother.

“I understand, Third Brother. You're right."

On the one hand, the Crown Prince is an immoral and corrupt person, on the other hand, the Queen has all the power over her court and politics.

If they let the two continue in this state, both his Third Elder and he were as good as walking the path to death.

"It's late, get some rest."

Long Qinghan glanced at his Third Brother once more, then he smiled helplessly.

“Why don't you come to my tent to spend the night? I'm afraid you can't go back to yours for now.”

Long Qinghan's statement pointed to the fact that Long Tianhao had no other choice.

Now is not the best time for him to return.

"Let's go. Do you have any wine in your tent? ”

The two of them rode on their horses and left, leaving the imperial guards guarding the tent in the middle.

When Lin Mengya entered her tent through the curtains, carrying the white tiger baby in her hand, she saw a group of female servants surrounding the woman lying on the bed.

“Yes God, you're finally back, Miss.”

Baishao rushed to Lin Mengya as he appeared, with anxiety written all over his face.

"Why? What happened to Elder Sister Yueting?”

Lin Mengya handed the baby tiger over to Baishao and ran towards the bed.

What was seen was Elder Sister Yueting in a daze, staring at some empty space. He looked like a wooden doll that had no life.

His arms and legs were tied in cotton cloth, but there were red bruises all around his snow-white wrists.

"Who did this? WHO?"

"I did it."

It was Qinghu's voice that sounded. For some reason, his voice lacked the confidence and strength that was usual today.

However, Lin Mengya did not notice this. As he looked at the pale-looking Qinghu, he raised his hand and landed on Qinghu's cheek loudly.

"Clap!" A crisp sound echoed in the air, which shocked everyone in the tent.

Qinghu did not attempt to dodge from his hands but quietly accepted the slap.

“Didn't I tell you to watch Hu Lunan closely? Look what's going on. Don't tell me you just reached out to save her when you saw her? ”

Lin Mengya was filled with anger.

He really missed the faint bloodstains on Qinghu's chest.

"Stop! Miss, when that happened, Qinghu and I desperately fended off the secret guards. If Qinghu does not defend us with her life, I fear that all of us in the tent will suffer the same fate!”

Baisu ran to Lin Mengya and stood between her and Qinghu.

When everyone heard this, they turned to look at Qinghu in shock.

“Lass, if there's still anger in your heart, it's okay to give me another slap if it makes you feel better. It is not good for your health to keep it inside. ”

It was clear that he was injured, otherwise, his lips would not look pale.

If not for the fact that he was injured, Qinghu would have appeared behind him to give her ideas when Lin Mengya entered Hu Lunan's tent.

Why does he always ignore those around him?

He walked around Baisu and threw himself into Qinghu's embrace.

Sure enough, Qinghu took a deep breath, as if in pain upon touching it.

"Sorry, everyone, I'm sorry."

Lin Mengya's tears flowed as she was in Qinghu's embrace.

He really didn't expect things to be like this.

“Aye, aye, have stopped crying. You better go see the girl in bed. From the moment he entered the tent, he had tried slashing his wrist and biting his tongue. He made so many attempts to take his own life.”

No matter how Lin Mengya treated him, Qinghu always responded with kindness and gentleness.

He stroked Lin Mengya's jet-black long hair and patted her on the shoulder, indicating that he could continue and look at Yueting.

Yueqi was also taken to the tent. At this moment, he held his elder sister's hand and sobbed softly.

"I'm here, Elder Sister Yueting."

He spoke very softly and softly, afraid that he would make Yueting worried.

Lin Mengya wiped her tears and tried to put on a relaxed and smiling face as she looked at the woman in front of her.

“I know you are crying in your heart. I feel the exact same thing. However, do you want to hurt yourself, so make sad your loved ones, but please your enemies?”

Before Lin Mengya returned to the tent, everyone in the tent continued to persuade Yueting.

Yueting would either remain silent or start crying.

He hasn't said a word since. At this moment, when he saw Lin Mengya, his tears began to flow down his cheeks like a cluster of pearls.

"Let's go out and leave Miss to talk to Miss Yue."

This matter had created a commotion so everyone already knew what was happening.

Sighing, Baiji pulled the curtain at the entrance of the tent and stood outside with the others, including Yueqi.

The only ones left in the tent were Lin Mengya and Yueting, who had been tied to the bed.

“Saya pikir saya akan bersama Elder Brother Nansheng selama sisa hidup saya. Saya bahkan tidak meminta untuk berada di level yang sama dengannya atau untuk bepergian bersamanya ke mana pun dia pergi, saya hanya mengharapkan kami untuk tetap bersama selama sisa tahun-tahun kami bersama. Sekarang, harapan ini telah menjadi gelembung.”

Yueting's tears almost dried up because of all her crying.

However, the nightmares he had kept coming back to haunt him.

The only hope of a woman waiting for her future husband to return is to be reunited with him, but now this hope has been shattered.

“No, my brother will not leave you. You're so pure and kind. You are the perfect partner for her.”

Lin Nansheng really loved Yueting. Although she had always been secretive about showing her feelings, Lin Mengya could feel her love for him.

Otherwise, his elder brother would not have asked Yueting to take care of him.

“I know, I know all this. I know Elder Brother Nansheng will never leave me. She is very charming, elegant and sweet. But don't you understand that I won't let him be humiliated because of me? ”

Yueting's face was pale as she spoke.

Their relationship was one that lasted ten years, from when they were very young, through their youth, to this day. It was a sweet and gentle relationship.

The sweeter the memories were, the more bitter they were now.

"Rest assured. I will ask Prince Yu to help keep this closed. ”

The Lin family is now connected to Prince Yu through his marriage. No matter what the circumstances are like inside the household, it is still possible to keep it from leaking out.

As long as no one talked about it, they could keep it low.

"Xiaoya, you are still as adorable and innocent as before."

Yueting shook her head while forcing a smile. It would not be as simple as Lin Mengya wanted.

“Even if others stop talking about it, do you think I can forget about it? Xiaoya, many of those guards had once fought with Elder Brother Nansheng. When they said things that humiliated me, they actually humiliated Big Brother Nansheng at the same time. I won't let it.”

In Yueting's heart, Nansheng was her idol, everything to her.

This was why he was so adamant.

“Alright, even if you are not going to marry my brother, Big Brother Yueting, you must not seek death! I'd like you to witness my day of revenge for you. I'd like you to witness how the perpetrators paid for their actions. Don't you know that?”

If his love for Nansheng becomes an excuse to seek death, then his hatred for the perpetrators should be a motivation for him to continue living.

Yueting held tightly onto Lin Mengya's hand as she spoke in a trembling voice.

Wh why? Why did this tragedy happen to the innocent and pitiful Brother Yueting?

"Revenge? Xiaoya, promise me that you will not take revenge for me, please? ”

Lin Mengya had already carried a lot of burden. How could he let Mengya carry this on her back as well?

"Sister Yueting, I ..."

"I know you weren't Xiaoya in the past, right?"

Lin Mengya was immediately surprised by Yueting's words.

Should he admit it? If he did, he would not be able to explain himself. However, if he were to deny, he would become a hypocrite.

“Actually you haven't really changed. You were very smart when you were a kid. Although I don't know exactly what happened later that made you go dumb, I'm sure you go back to Xiaoya in my memory.

Lin Mengya did not know how to react. He's out of his mind.

"Don't you ever leave me, Brother Yueting, please?"

As of now, Lin Mengya had finally realized how scared she was of losing the item she had at the moment.

She was afraid of losing everything that was beautiful, everyone that meant anything to her.

As she held tightly onto Yueting's cold hand, she realized in her heart that there was no moment in her life that she felt so anxious and agitated.

Yueting stopped talking. He closed his eyes and lay on the bed quietly as if he was a lifeless wooden puppet.

Lin Mengya sat by her bedside and guarded Yueting the entire night.

Lin Mengya felt pain all over her body, that she should wake up from her light sleep before noon.

When he woke up, he felt a burden on his thighs. He looked down only to realize that Snow was sleeping soundly on his lap with his head leaning against his thigh.

He realized that he had been covered by a warm blanket of fur. While she saw Yueting still sleeping, she wondered who was so attentive to covering her with a warm blanket?

He got up and walked out of the tent, with Snow in his arms. It was still early in the morning and the entire camp was rather empty, with only a few imperial guards patrolling.

With Snow in his arms, he walked towards the bedroom for the four maids.

Everyone in the tent was still asleep, so Lin Mengya quietly walked towards a patch of grass on the border of the campground with Snow.

Autumn morning was cold.

Although Snow was small, his body was extremely warm.

Lin Mengya sat on the grass with the little man in her arms, she watched the sun rise from the distant horizon.

"Aren't you afraid to catch a cold with only thin clothes?"

The voice rang out, as he was simultaneously covered with a white coat.

"Is your wound serious?"

The white coat on his body smelled the scent of Qinghu. Just then, Lin Mengya felt a little awkward and embarrassed.

"Rest assured. Who me? It's just a minor injury. I'm sure it will recover soon.”

The color of blood had returned to his cheeks and he sounded much more lively and more confident once again. Qinghu indeed looked much better as if her injury no longer affected her too much.

With Snow in his arms, for the first time, Lin Mengya did not know what to say to Qinghu.