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Chapter 1793

Just as he came to his senses, his lips were just moving, and he was about to say "learning lessons" Zhao Yu, he heard her continue:

"And even if something really happens in the capital, don't worry, brother, as long as Mo Junyi is there in the Northern Frontier Camp, you and I can leave safely."

“…”

Zhao Yan narrowed his eyes. He had seen Mo Junyi. He was not very old and was only two or three years older than Zhao Yuer. However, his temperament was calm and somewhat similar to Mo Yunjing's personality.

But he didn't think that such a child could do anything. Nowadays, the northern border has long fallen into Mo Yunchen's hands. If Mo Yunchen wants to do something, Mo Junyi can stop it?

He didn't believe it, but he didn't know why his sister believed Mo Junyi so much.

"Yu'er, Mo Junyi is only over ten years old. Why do you trust him so much? Don't forget that the current army in the northern border is in the hands of his father, Mo Yunchen."

Zhao Yuer sneered, "I just believe him anyway."

She knew that the military talismans of the Northern Army were in Mo Junyi's hands, but she could not tell her about this incident. It was not that she did not trust her brother, but this was the political affairs of both countries and could not be easily disclosed.

Zhao Yan laughed and pinched her little face in a doting way, thinking that her words were a joke told by a child, and did not take them to heart.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the 'unreasonable' words that Zhao Yuer had just said, and was about to preach to her. Who knew that the maid guarding outside came in the moment he spoke, "Your Highness, Princess, someone outside asked for a visit."

Zhao Yan and Zhao Yuer subconsciously glanced at each other. Zhao Yuer didn't know what she thought of, so she stood up after a quick stroke.

Before Zhao Yan could stop him, Zhao Yuer had already opened the thick curtain. When she saw the familiar person, she was delighted, "Lei Hong, it's really you, where is the prince?"

Lei Hong was also very happy to see Zhao Yuer. Sure enough, she was really here. A few days ago, Lei Hong finally realized that the "Xiao Ba" who had always thought he was a boy was actually the Eighth Princess of Xuanguo. He was very shocked at that time.

But now he didn't care about reminiscing about the past with Zhao Yuer. He came to Zhao Yuer to save their prince.

So after he was shocked, he immediately said, "Eighth Princess, our prince has been punished. Now he is being beaten with a board. Please find a way to save our prince."

When she thought of Mo Junyi being beaten with fifty big boards, Lei Hong clenched her fists with both hands, gritted her teeth, and her eyes were red. She didn't know if the prince could withstand the fifty big boards.

And the worst thing is that it would be fine if it would be beaten fifty big boards, but Mo Yunchen actually wanted to let the prince continue to kneel down.

“!!”

Zhao Yuer's face changed instantly. She clenched her fists with both hands. For some reason, when she heard Mo Junyi being beaten, the anger in her heart came up, "Where is the prince? Take me there."

Lei Hong hurriedly responded. Just as he was about to lead the way, Zhao Yan came out in time. He grabbed Zhao Yuer who was about to leave, "Yuer, don't make a fuss."

“…”

Zhao Yuer looked at her elder brother in confusion, "Brother, what are you doing? Let me go quickly, I'm going to save Mo Junyi."

"Save? Then how are you going to save him? Zhao Yuer, don't forget your identity. You are the princess of Xuanguo, and this is the territory of Tianba Kingdom. In this Tianba Kingdom's military camp, you have no say, you understand?" Zhao Yan's words were like a basin of cold water, poured on Zhao Yuer and Lei Hong's faces without hesitation.

Zhao Yan is right, what if Zhao Yuer rushed over now?

After all, she is the princess of Xuanguo, and no one here will listen to her. Even if she tells the executioner the truth, they will not stop.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuer looked at Zhao Yan with help, "Brother, what should I do? You can't watch Mo Junyi be beaten, right?"
Chapter completed!
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