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Chapter 1961: On the way to escape famine, the kid I picked up became the emperor 8

The next moment, the tightly closed small window was gently opened from the outside, and a round and cute face poked in.

It turned out to be Xiao Huan! Her personal maid followed her into Prince Jing's mansion, and was beaten to death by Baili Jing in order to protect her...

At this moment, Xiaohuan looked anxiously at Rong Wushuang, who was lying on the ground in the house in a miserable state, and couldn't help feeling distressed.

She didn't have time to think, so she quickly used her hands and feet and struggled to climb through the small window into the woodshed.

After entering the room, Xiaohuan hurriedly ran to Rong Wushuang and squatted down.

Then she reached into her sleeve and pulled out a sharp piece of broken porcelain.

This piece of broken porcelain was obviously specially prepared by Xiaohuan in advance, and it was flashing with cold light at this moment.

Xiaohuan took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and began to carefully use the broken porcelain pieces to cut the thick rope tied to Rong Wushuang.

While cutting the rope, Xiao Huan kept muttering, "Miss, I just heard from other servants that the master is on his way here. This abominable King Jing is really too much. How could he treat you like this? When the master comes, you must ask him to give you justice!"

As Xiaohuan spoke, she reached out to help Rong Wushuang remove the rope from his body.

When the ropes that bound his body were untied, Rong Wushuang couldn't wait to reach out and pull out the smelly rag that was stuffed in his mouth.

She completely ignored the strange taste left in her mouth and hugged Xiaohuan tightly in her arms.

"Xiao Huan! I'm sorry! I'm sorry..." Tears burst out of her eyes like a dam breaking and slid down her cheeks.

At this moment, Rong Wushuang's heart was filled with guilt and regret. She secretly swore that she would never let Baili Jing kill Xiaohuan again in this life. Even if it cost her anything, she must protect this personal maid who had been with her for many years.

However, Xiaohuan was dazed by the sudden hug and stood there in a daze.

It took her a while to react. She thought her young lady had suffered a great injustice and was venting her emotions in this way.

So, Xiaohuan gently stretched out her hand and patted Rong Wushuang's back and shoulders gently as if to comfort him.

Just as the master and servant were hugging each other, crying and expressing their feelings to each other, a chaotic and unusually heavy sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside the woodshed, breaking this brief silence.

The next second, there was a loud "bang" in the air, deafening, as if the entire woodshed was shaking.

It turned out that someone had ruthlessly kicked open the dilapidated wooden door of the woodshed.

Hearing the loud noise, Rong Wushuang and Xiaohuan were both frightened and trembled all over, and looked towards the door at the same time.

I saw that the door that was originally closed was now wide open, and wood chips were flying all over the door frame.

Then, a figure slowly walked in. When they saw the person's face clearly, both of them turned pale, especially Xiaohuan, who hurriedly loosened her arms that were tightly holding Rong Wushuang, and like a frightened old hen, she quickly opened her arms and firmly protected Rong Wushuang.

This was the scene that Prime Minister Rong saw when he came in.

He had a furious look on his face, his brows were furrowed, and his deep eyes were flashing with rage. His face, which was already gloomy and looked like it was about to drip with water, became even uglier.

Seeing this familiar scene and this familiar person, Rong Wushuang's eyes turned red again, and he shouted in a trembling voice, "Dad..."

Prime Minister Rong strode forward, his tone mixed with a hint of heartache, "Shuang'er, are you okay?"