"Sister, are you the ones who drove away the big bad guys from Bei Di?"
Zhao Ling felt the corner of her clothes being pulled, and a timid child's voice came from behind.
She turned around and saw a little boy of around ten years old. His rough clothes were full of patches, but his facial features were very delicate. Zheng Jing had big eyes like a deer, and looked at her curiously.
When the Shadow Guard who was protecting her saw this, he wanted to step forward and pull the unidentified child away.
The owner of the village had instructed that he must stay close to protect Princess Xuan, and should not let any strangers or suspicious people approach her.
Zhao Ling stopped the Shadow Guard from moving.
With clear eyes and no scheming, she regarded the kid as just an innocent little boy who would not be of any danger to her.
Seeing such eyes, for no reason, reminded her of the fourth prince Meng Tianlin.
