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Empress Dowager Rui was worried about the little prince. She was afraid that Mo Rongshu would not take care of the child. She hit Huang Youdao early in the morning to pick up the child. As a result, after a while, Huang Youdao came back in a hurry, saying that he had not received the child, and that the emperor had gone to court.

Empress Dowager Rui was surprised. She went there herself. The Emperor didn't go to the court, but only a few maids and eunuchs were there. The Empress Dowager Rui was worried. She sent the little eunuch to Changbao hall. If the emperor could not come back, she could ask Hao pingguan to come back.

The little eunuch sees empress dowager Rui in a hurry. She goes to her home in a hurry. Instead of bringing Hao pingguan back, she brings Ning Jiu back.

Empress Dowager Rui didn't care. She asked Ning Jiu, "where did the emperor hide his beloved grandson?"

Ning Jiu politely said, "did the Empress Dowager ask the child who entered the palace yesterday?"

Empress Dowager Rui is a little strange. What does he call the child who entered the palace yesterday? It's his little master. Shouldn't he call him his highness?

"Exactly, where is the child?"

"Dead."

Empress Dowager Rui staggered back two steps and was held by mammy Rong. Her face turned pale: "dead, dead? How did you die... "

"I killed him."

Empress Dowager Rui suspected that she had heard the wrong thing. The most loyal bodyguard to the emperor killed the little prince. She could still stand here and admit that Ning Jiu was crazy

Jia Tong comes in time and just hears their conversation. He stares at Ning Jiu. Isn't it uncomfortable if adult Ning isn't scared

"Don't worry, old Buddha. Yesterday's child was a fake."

Empress Dowager Rui's mind was in a mess. "Fake, fake? Why is it as like as two peas? "

"I was deceived at first, but the emperor said it was false, so it must be false." The emperor can't kill his own son for no reason It's a pity that Jia Tong didn't stay on duty in the palace yesterday. The Emperor didn't want to give him anything. He was short of a son. Then he thought again, forget it. His son looks like the emperor. What would other people think

Empress Dowager Rui leaned back in her chair and was shocked by the sudden change. She stroked her back and comforted her in a low voice: "old Buddha, please be patient. That's not our little highness. I'm afraid someone wants to destroy the royal blood."

Empress Dowager Rui looked at the gold brick on the ground and muttered to herself, "but that child is really like, really like..."

It was said that Nanyuan had sent a fake Royal Highness. The courtiers, especially the generals, were indignant and clamored to take the city back. Civil servants accused Nanyuan of not keeping his word and how shameless he was, shouting and swearing in the court.

The emperor sat on the high platform, his eyes drooping, still not happy or sad. A military officer came out and asked to lead the team to attack Nanyuan to teach them a lesson. He nodded and said it in a tone of understatement, as if he had agreed to a trivial matter.

It's his father who is the most angry! Xiumin stood at the head of the column, did not participate in the abuse of the courtiers, but thoughtfully observed the emperor.

There are already garrisons on the border. The post soldiers are sent to deliver the message. The commander in chief and his relatives rush to the border. When they join up with the big troops and work out a plan, they can go to war.

As a result, before the war started, Nanyuan sent someone to send the children over again. I'm very sorry to say that I made a mistake last time, but this time it's true.

This kind of thing can be wrong? The emperor sneered in his heart. He still sent someone to pick up the child. He wanted to see what the hell was going on in Nanyuan?

Xiumin and Jia Tong went to pick them up. The children who came back here looked like Mo Rongshu. They were bigger and more silent. They had big eyes, but they didn't have much luster. It was winter. The child was wrapped like a palm. He didn't know whether he was used to it or didn't like it. He would pull the collar and sleeve impatiently from time to time.

Jia Tong was very ashamed of the flooding of feelings last time, so this time, he looked at the face that looked like Mo Rongshu and gave a cold smile, "don't be a fake again."

Xiumin said, "should not, again and again, will not again and again, angered us, South original know can't bear."

Jia Tong looked at the child carefully. "What adult Xiu means is that this time it's really your highness?"

Xiumin touched the child's head, "it's better to be true. The emperor's patience is limited. Whether he wins or not, it's not a good thing to fight."

Jia Tong, "..." I'm a bachelor. I don't know what I'm talking about. Is it true Forget it, he is not the father of the child, how can we really judge.

However, he was very curious. How did the emperor distinguish the true from the false when the child looked like that last time?

Because of the lessons learned, this time the child was not sent to the Ci'an palace, but directly to the Chengde palace. The emperor still approved the memorial in the South study as usual. When he heard that someone had arrived, he didn't say anything.

Laurel can't bear the excitement of running to see, last time that she didn't see, this send back to Chengde hall, she naturally want to see, whether it's true or not, is always curious.

The child was placed in a side hall. The hall was very big. The maids and eunuchs were standing around. The little child was sitting in a tall chair, but he was not afraid. His eyes were drooping quietly, as if he was sleeping.As soon as Yuegui went in, she scolded, "how can you let your highness sleep on the chair? Are they all dead? Hold them to the bed quickly."

A palace maid came to hold someone. As soon as she reached out, the quiet child suddenly slapped her in the face, "pa!" The sound, in the quiet hall appears particularly crisp.

Yue GUI was stunned for a moment. She waved her hand and asked the maid to step back. She squatted down to look at the child and asked him in a soft voice, "don't you like her hug? Can I have a hug? " She stretched out her arms and bent her lips to smile at the child.

The child looked at her, very empty, dark eyes, but there is no God color, clearly looking at her, but laurel felt that he was looking at another person through himself.

She carefully looked at the child, separated for more than a year, calculate the day, the child is almost two years old, but in her eyes, it is still like a child, at that time, she took muronglin the most time, really treat it as their own child, pain to the heart, now looking at the familiar eyebrows, can't help but sad, tears diffuse out.

"Do you recognize me?" She said with a cry, "I'm aunt laurel."

The child silently looked at her, no response, laurel but can't control their emotions, looking at the child, the long river of memory set off waves, the pictures of the past all poured into the brain, she held the child in her arms, crying.

Jia Tong came to photograph her, "don't cry. Last time, it was more like the Emperor than this. If it was a fake, it wouldn't be in vain to cry?"

Laurel ignored him, holding the child crying, Jia Tong no way, want to take the child from her arms, she refused, two people so inexplicable shoulder.

Is labouring, a murmur came from the door, "what is this for?"

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finally came back, and the author was relieved...

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