The figure flashed by, as if it had never been there.

Hu Hai turned the wrench on his finger, a cruel smile on his lips. He just wants to compete with Fusu for the position in the future, and the first to kill Fusu's biological mother will be killed, and then Yingruge will be Yingruge.

When he thought of Yingruge, Hu Hai thought of the silver wolf beside Yingruge. He simply liked Silvermoon's fur so much that he wanted to make a comfortable shawl out of Silvermoon's fur.

Fusu arranged for people to give porridge outside the city every day to ensure that the affected people could have some food to satisfy their hunger and prevent rebellion. He was thinking about how to manage the river.

"Prince, this is a map of the entire Shanghe County."

Fusu took the map in Su Ye's hand, pointed to a barren area, and said: "Demarcate this area, build shantytowns, and use them for the victims to live." In addition, a household registration department has been established to manage the household registration of the affected people. ”

"No."

After the matter at hand was dealt with, Fusu began to think about the woman in his dream again.

Listening to the wind pavilion intermittently transmitting the news of southern Xinjiang, Fusu will naturally burn it after reading it. All the clues are stored in his mind, and he constantly sorts and filters to choose the news he needs.

Southern Xinjiang.

In a beautiful palace in the royal palace, a young girl strolls through the palace. She wears a costume unique to southern Xinjiang, but her hair is only fixed with hairpins.

The long ink-colored hair up to the tail vertebrae, the fair skin makes many women in southern Xinjiang jealous, the delicate facial features are inlaid on the palm-sized face, and the thin white neck hangs a blue gem.

She is the little princess of southern Xinjiang, Nalan Ruoqing.

It's strange to say, the little princess Nalan Ruoqing has been missing since she was a child, and she just found it a few years ago, and she disappeared again inexplicably. When she found it again, she found that she had lost some of her memories and didn't even remember who she was.

It took more than half a year for the king of southern Xinjiang to make Nalan Ruoqing remember some affairs, and even several of Nalan Ruoqing's brothers ran to her palace every day, afraid that their precious sister would forget about themselves.

Nalan Ruoqing stretched out her hand and touched the gem on her neck, there was some pain in her heart, as if she had forgotten something important. No matter what she thought, she just couldn't remember.

"Little princess, it's time for you to eat." The teaching grandmother on the side asked the palace maid to come over with a meal, "Today I will start learning the etiquette of eating." ”

"No need."

Nalan Ruoqing refused: "Put the things on the table, I will eat them myself." ”

"The princess said that she wanted the old slave to watch the little princess finish these meals."

"Then take it."

Mama Jiao Xi couldn't resist Nalan Ruoqing, so she had to let people put the meal on the table and arrange the dishes. She is an old man who has been by the princess's side for many years, so she naturally knows that the little princess in front of her is from the princess, not from other concubines.

The reason why he deliberately hides the identity of the little princess is that he doesn't want the little princess to become the object of peace with other dynasties by the king of southern Xinjiang.

It's just that as soon as Nalan Ruoqing returned to southern Xinjiang, she was like losing her soul, and she was not as approachable as before. Fortunately, if the palace maids do something wrong, they will not be scolded and punished by Nalan Ruoqing, so the palace maids of Nalan Ruoqing's Qitong Palace are the most numerous, and at the same time the best.

The jewel around Nalan Ruoqing's neck was seen by a person hidden in a tree, who swayed and almost fell off the tree.

Such an anomaly certainly attracted the attention of the guards on duty.

"What a sneaky person!" The guard shouted, "There are assassins!" Protect the princess! ”

The hidden person hurriedly left Nalan Ruoqing's palace, grabbed the stone in his hand and threw it in the opposite direction. An ink-colored giant eagle circled a few times over Lan Ruoqing's palace, carrying the people on it out of southern Xinjiang and heading in the direction of the Qin Dynasty.

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