Nan Yunrou was sitting in the room with an ugly expression. Because of what happened at the banquet these days, Jun Juechen gave her a grounding order after returning home and she was not allowed to see Jun Xiaomo.

How could this be possible? That was her son, how could she just watch others take him away!

But the prince didn't allow her to see her, and the concubine didn't come back, and there wasn't even anyone to support her.

At this moment, a crying voice came from outside the door: "Miss Yunrou, something serious has happened. His Highness the Young Crown Prince was beaten by Nan Yan's daughter and was seriously injured. I'm afraid his life will not be saved."

With a buzzing sound, Nan Yunrou's brain exploded instantly, and everything went blank, and her whole person was stagnant in place.

Endless ecstasy surged in her chest, almost making her laugh wildly.

Hahaha!

Very good!

That little bastard died, hahaha! And he died in Nan Xiaoxiao’s hands.

If the concubine comes back and knows all this, even the prince will definitely be angry. In order to appease her heartache of losing her "son", she will definitely force the prince to have another one with her!

A good death, this little bastard really deserves a good death, and he is worthy of his birth value!

However, no matter how excited Nan Yunrou was, she would not show it in front of the people of the palace. Instead, she showed a heartbroken expression, pushed the maid in front of her away, and ran towards the pear garden in a rolling crawl.

Originally, the guards of the Liyuan could not let Nan Yunrou take a step forward, but now that the young prince was about to die, they had no reason to prevent mother and son from seeing each other, so they allowed Nan Yunrou to run into the Liyuan.

Nan Yunrou staggered, like a mother who was overly sad after losing her son. She pushed open Jun Xiaomo's door and saw the little glutinous rice dumplings lying on the bed.

Xiaotuanzi is white and tender, with delicate and beautiful facial features, just like a replica of Jun Juechen.

The father and son look so much alike, as if they were carved from the same mold. Even their eyebrows, eyes, lips, and chin are exactly the same.

Suppressing her inner excitement, Nan Yunrou walked in tremblingly. Almost her whole body was trembling, and that refreshing feeling spread throughout her body.

But her trembling look, in the eyes of others, was caused by excessive sadness.

"Miss Yunrou."

Ye Ying stood up and said apologetically: "It was me who failed to protect His Highness."

His apology was sincere. After all, Miss Yunrou is so kind. If she knew that she was going to attack a little girl, Nan Yunrou would definitely not let her do it.

That's why he didn't inform her, and that's why she was so heartbroken over what happened to the young prince.

"Puch."

Maybe she was too happy. Ever since Nan Yan came back, Nan Yunrou had never been so happy. She couldn't help but burst out laughing.

This laughter was so sudden in the quiet room that everyone else was stunned and subconsciously turned to Nan Yunrou.

Nan Yunrou also came back to her senses. She reacted quickly and instantly changed into a crazy look.

"Ye Ying, you are lying to me, haha, I know you are lying to me, my Mo'er is fine, there is no way he can be killed!"

She continued to laugh wildly to cover up her previous gaffe.

Ke smiled, tears flowed down Nan Yunrou's cheeks, and with a pale face, she knelt in front of Jun Xiaomo's bed in despair.

"Mo'er, I am your concubine! They must be lying to me. Can you wake up and see your concubine?"

"It's all my mother's fault. If my mother hadn't been too strict with you these years, I wouldn't have let you be fooled by other people's sweet words. My mother is wrong! It's my mother who deserves to die!"

"But I don't understand why she would do such a thing and let her own daughter take the blame! I know she has been jealous of me since she was a child, but as long as she speaks, whether it is the position of the princess or Mo'er, I will

Give it to her, even if it means I will die!"

"But she is angry at a child!" Nan Yunrou's voice was hoarse, and her face was filled with painful tears, "Mo'er is a tool she uses, but she is my life, my life!"
Chapter completed!