Before dawn in the morning, the news of the death of the fifth prince in the hot spring room of Fuzhong swept through the entire capital like a wind.

When the king heard the news, he was shocked and heartbroken.

The white-haired man sends the black-haired man, and no one has experienced this more than in his life.

At the same time, the lord of a country, he was very envious of the emperor of the Great Zou State.

I heard that although there are not as many heirs of the emperor of the Great Zou Kingdom as his, except for one who died by himself, the other princes are still alive and well.

Moreover, the crown prince of the Great Zou Kingdom is also a strong and versatile prince through the ages, and he is even satisfied with the Great Zou Emperor and the Manchu Dynasty civil and military forces and the people of Limin.

"Your Majesty, what scale should the Fifth Prince be buried?" asked the Ministry of Rites Shoshu cautiously.

He is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and the prince's marriage and funeral are all under his Ministry of Rites, so he met the king in advance before the court.

"Just as the prince!" said the king's old voice, "I'm tired, kneel down!"

"Yes, the minister retired. "The Ministry of Rites stepped back.

The king said wearily: "This morning the dynasty was canceled, and something was written and presented. ”

The chief eunuch behind him should be busy.

……

He ran fast and fell asleep all night, and it was only at dawn that he opened his eyes.

When he opened his eyes for the first time, he saw Aunt Fei who was as gentle as his mother.

He couldn't believe what he was seeing, he closed his eyes, blinked desperately, and looked at Ming Fei's face again, she was still there.

He blinked again, and she was still there.

Ming Fei didn't sleep much this night, and kept staying by his bedside, seeing him wake up at this moment, and his childish appearance, she couldn't help but overflow with maternal love, raised her hand and touched his little head, and said, "Quick, don't you know Aunt Fei?"

"Filipino...... Aunt Fei ......" Xiao Kuai heard the voice in his ear, he couldn't control it anymore, and immediately choked up.

He lifted the quilt and sat up, throwing himself into Ming Fei's arms.

Aunt Fei's body is soft and fragrant, which is the taste of his mother's mother he dreamed of.

"Aunt Fei...... Aunt Fei, I miss you so much. ”

He is only nine years old, although he is mentally mature, and in the month since he was kidnapped and left, he has been calm and calm, and he is not as childish as he is now.

He is crying and coquettish so arbitrarily now, completely treating Ming Fei as his mother, and as a son, he naturally wants to be coquettish in his mother's arms.

In the past month, he has suffered insults from the people who escorted him to the capital of Qiang and Wu.

In the past month, he has not eaten enough, he has not been warmly dressed, his hands and feet have been tied, and he has not taken a bath for a month, and his body is rancid.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly let go of Aunt Fei's embrace, and apologized with red eyes: "Aunt Fei, I'm sorry, I soiled your very thick girl, I'm dirty, and I need to clean it." ”

Although he was young, he was also clean, and he said all the good things he said about his captors, and they did not call a bucket of hot water to bathe him.

Moreover, not only did he not wash, but even those people did not bathe, they were very lazy and dirty.

Ming Fei said softly: "Baby, you have already taken a bath and changed into clean clothes." ”

When I ran fast and looked down, I really changed into a soft and delicate nightgown, and I was also fragrant, without a trace of rancidness.

"Aunt Fei, why are you here? Have I been saved?" asked Ran Hurriedly.

At the same time, he didn't forget to ask the person he cared about the most: "Aunt Fei, how is Yue'er?