"Your Majesty, there is one more matter...... as soon as Lin Zhen spoke, everyone's eyes turned to him, but Lin Zhen said very calmly, "The envoy who went to Wu Land has lost his news. ”

Referring to the envoys sent to Wu State, Yuan Lingjun suddenly remembered that when he sent Wu Guo to apply for employment a year ago, Wu Guo had proposed to send protons to Lin'an, but now there is no news, and he doesn't need to think about it to understand that it must be Wu Guo's troublemaker.

She moved her lips, her eyes caught a glimpse of the curtain that was slightly moved by the wind, and Kunjiao appeared there, standing by the lamp, with a strange expression, wanting to move forward and stop.

Yuan Lingjun retracted his gaze, looked at several ministers and said: "Eastern Wu has no intention of seeking stability, sooner or later there will be a war, I am not an emperor who enjoys peace, and I am not afraid of war. ”

After all the ministers withdrew, Kun Jiao trotted in and whispered a few words in her ear, she spoke quickly and urgently, and Yuan Lingjun's gaze was instantly cold.

"If you want to make a desperate bet, it depends on whether I give it a chance." Yuan Lingjun's hands trembled, and a stream of blood actually gushed out of his throat.

But at this moment, she has no time to think about the grievances with Fan Jiang over the years, but she must meet that child immediately and settle an old account with Fan Jiang. She smashed a few cases angrily, and the accumulated anger was ready to go.

In the past three years, Yuan Lingjun once again stepped into Zhaotai Palace. Fan Jiang hasn't changed much, and the ruthless years haven't been able to swallow her beautiful face, but have made her more and more dazzling.

Expecting her to come, Fan Jiang was not too surprised, and was leaning idly on the table at the moment, and his originally frowning long eyebrows stretched out, "Your Majesty came, presumably because I brought back a child." ”

Gong brought the tea and put it on the table, Fan Jiang sat up straight, and traced the outline of Yuan Lingjun's facial features carefully, I don't know if it was negligence in the past, but at this moment, the shadow of that person was faintly revealed between her eyebrows and eyes.

"Mother asked knowingly, since you brought him back, you must be preparing for me to meet him." Yuan Lingjun calmly brushed down his shirt very calmly, his dark eyes were gloomy, "It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, and my mother will bring him up." ”

The tea is fragrant, but Yuan Lingjun smells it and doesn't drink it. For this adoptive mother, she can no longer trust the word, but all the diet that passes through her hands, including the prescription she originally dispensed, will naturally not drink the tea served by Gong's family.

The mother and daughter sat with their own thoughts, until there was a sound of walking in the corridor, Yuan Ling came back to his senses, and a large and a small one came in from outside the door, because they were against the light, they could not distinguish their appearances, but judging from their figures, it was Fan Xin, and the boy followed him step by step.

The child stepped forward, with fresh clothes and black hair, red lips and white teeth, cheeks as round as white jade, and even his eyes were surprisingly bright.

"As soon as I entered the palace, I went to play with the children, and I looked at the sweat on my face. Hot or not? Fan Jiang pulled him in front of his knees, rubbing his face, his face soft and not like usual.

"It's not hot." Ying Xing shook his head, and his eyes were already looking towards Yuan Lingjun.

With a book that met his eyes, Yuan Lingjun lost his mind for a moment, and his cheeks trembled uncontrollably. The face in front of him coincided with Min Xing's immature face, and it looked like a lot. She subconsciously went to look at Fan Xin and tried to verify it, only to find that he was no longer in the palace.

Fan Jiang had already noticed, and pushed him to the front after brushing his forehead, "Go and see Your Majesty, tell her what your name is?" ”

The little child knelt down at his feet, stared at Yuan Lingjun blankly, and bowed, "Ying Xing greets Your Majesty." ”

Yuan Lingjun was stunned, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, she stretched out her hand to grab Ying Xing's arm, every inch of skin on her body was tightening sharply, every finger was straining, at this moment, she could almost conclude that Min Xing was not dead at all, he was standing here, but he didn't remember her mother.

“…… Your Majesty, Your Majesty. Fan Jiang called several times in succession.

Yuan Lingjun suddenly woke up, realizing that he was holding Ying Xing's hand tightly, causing his cheeks to be red and swollen. She threw her hand away and wiped the sweat away without a trace.

"I don't know if Your Majesty has heard of the white tiger feeding food?" Without waiting for Yuan Lingjun to answer, Fan Jiang's eyes turned to the side, "No one will believe it, this rumor will be true." The white tiger fed to save people, until he was adopted by the peasants, and now the child that the white tiger fed is standing in front of His Majesty. ”

"The rumors are true, but whether Ying Xing is Ying Xing or not is still a matter of opinion." Her eyes never took off Ying Xing.

Fan Jiang pursed his lips and smiled, stroking the back of Ying Xing's head, "Ying Xing, do you know where your biological parents are now?" ”

Ying Xing was stunned for a moment, and looked at the grandmother he had just recognized, "Ying Xing is an orphan, raised by his uncle since he was a child, and has no parents. ”

Fan Jiang's eyes were full of smiles, "Silly child, how can there be no parents?" and they are not born of heaven and earth. If you think about it, I can't remember telling you what to do. ”

Yuan Lingjun had already expected what she was going to say next, and a mouthful of hot stuff was on her chest, which made her hot all over.

"I haven't seen it." After thinking about it carefully, Ying Xing replied firmly.

"Haha......" Fan Jiang couldn't help laughing, as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world, "Silly, your biological mother is here, you just called it!" How can you say that you haven't seen it? You're hurting your mother's heart too much. ”

The child's mouth opened wide, his eyes scanning back and forth between the two of them, full of disbelief.

Yuan Lingjun glared at Fan Jiang and pounded the edge of the couch, "Mother, are you going too far?" ”

"Why is your mother so resentful for helping you find her long-lost son?" Fan Jiang pressed forward step by step.

Yuan Lingjun picked out a few points, "He died, he died three years ago, is it safe for his mother to make a fuss about a flea child?" ”

"Yes, he did die in the history books." Fan Jiang hid his smile and returned to his usual indifference, "But the white tiger dug the soil and rescued him, he didn't die, he was picked up and raised by passing farmers, if Your Majesty doesn't believe it, there is a birthmark on the top of his head as evidence." ”

Touching Ying Xing's injured eyes, Yuan Lingjun's face turned pale and swallowed all the rest of the words into his stomach.

Seeing that she had nothing to say, Fan Jiang said proudly: "I said it a long time ago, he is the face of great fortune and nobility." ”

No matter what Fan Jiang's intentions were, she had to bring this child back today. Yuan Lingjun stood up suddenly, stepped forward and wanted to pull Ying Xing, Gong took the lead in blocking the front, Fan Jiang took this opportunity to drag Ying Xing in front of him, "Your Majesty, don't frighten the child." ”

Yuan Lingjun's eyes were red, and he couldn't hide his indignation, "You took him away back then, and now you have to fight with me, and you should have a time limit for you to torture me by all means." Compared to the calm Fan Jiang, she simply lost her mind.

Fan Jiang looked at her for a while, gently stroked Ying Xing's little face over and over again, and pushed him forward, "Since that's the case, it's better to be fair." Ying Xing, it's up to you to decide who to follow. She is also very sure that she will leave the decision in the hands of Ying Xing.

Ying Xing stood still, looking at the angry Yuan Lingjun, his eyes were surging with a strange mist, and the eyelashes hanging with water droplets finally slowly drooped down, and he paced to the side. (To be continued.) )