When Yangyang heard that his mother was always thinking about him, he immediately burst into tears.
"I knew mother wouldn't forget me. Mother, please take me home quickly, I miss dad, I miss brother… boo hoo… I don't want to play with this annoying Prince Le…"
Prince Le's mouth twitched at his words, and he patted Yangyang's head, "Enough, letting you see your mother is already a kindness from me. Thinking about going home? Dream on, it's way too early for that."
Hearing this, Yang Chuxia felt uneasy.
Sure enough, she saw Prince Le grab Yangyang and place him on his horse, "Giddy up!"
"Mother…"
"Yangyang!"
"Damn it!" Yang Chuxia mounted her horse and pursued them.
Meanwhile, the rest of Prince Le's men blocked Ye Liu and the others.
Prince Le's horse was a fine steed, incomparable to the ordinary horse Yang Chuxia was riding.
At first, it wasn't obvious, but once they reached the outskirts of Xining Prefecture City, Yang Chuxia's horse collapsed, showing the difference.
