Mu Xiaoxiao has been looking for an opportunity to talk to her father about her marriage with her eldest brother, but recently, Master Mu seems to have encountered something annoying, dragging his tired body and running around, every time he sees his emaciated body, Mu Xiaoxiao swallows his words again.

Fortunately, her father was busy with other things and didn't have time to discuss marriage with her, and Mu Xiaoxiao was also idle. It's just that on the side of the eldest brother, she can still hide and hide.

"Uncle Fu." Mu Xiaoxiao, who got up early, stopped the busy man who commanded the maid in the mansion.

When Uncle Fu heard Mu Xiaoxiao's voice, he hurriedly said a few words to his subordinates, and then greeted him. The maids who were gathered in a group also went their own way, and all of them scattered at once, running in all directions.

Mu Xiaoxiao often thinks about what to do if there is no Uncle Fu in the house!

She smiled and said, "Uncle Fu has worked hard. ”

The elderly Uncle Fu saw that she was in a good mood today, so he also laughed, and shirked and said, "Wherever it is, it should be." ”

Mu Xiaoxiao nodded, "That's right." His expression was a little shy, "Is there any news about the matter I asked you to inquire about last time?" ”

"Oh!" Through Mu Xiaoxiao's suggestion, Uncle Fu suddenly realized. "I remembered, I inquired, and he said that the prince and they left the Chen Mansion three days ago, counting the days, it should be here in a few days."

"It's here in a few days!" Mu Xiaoxiao was a little surprised, turned sideways, and muttered in a low voice, "I finally have a chance to see him." "I guess they haven't seen each other for half a month.

"Miss, what are you talking about?" Uncle Fu's ears were not as good as Ji Pu, and he couldn't hear Mu Xiaoxiao's mosquito call.

"Nothing?" Mu Xiaoxiao waved her hand weakly.

"It's okay." Uncle Fu answered naturally.

Mu Xiaoxiao wrapped her arms around Uncle Fu and hooked him through the tree-lined path, stepping on the scattered fallen leaves and making a rustling sound.

"Uncle Fu, I remember that you told me before that the crown prince is the pillar of the country and has helped the saint solve many thorny problems today?" Mu Xiaoxiao seemed to unintentionally provoke the topic.

"Yes." Uncle Fu frowned and thought for a while, "It seems that there is such a thing." ”

Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't hold back her excitement and asked, "Can you tell me in detail?" Recently, she has been thinking about herself and Bo Zeyu over and over again, but she still feels that it is not enough.

"There's such a thing." Uncle Fu patted Mu Xiaoxiao's hand kindly, "Do you remember your birthday?" ”

Mu Xiaoxiao nodded, "Yes." ”

She and Uncle Fu said in unison, "May 12." ”

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at him suspiciously, "What does this have to do with my birthday?" ”

Uncle Fu pointed to the sky and said, "That day was a once-in-a-century natural disaster, and locusts covered the sky densely, and it was difficult to distinguish between day and night. The harvest that the farmers had worked hard for for more than half a year was eaten up by the locusts. ”

Mu Xiaoxiao opened her mouth in disbelief, "No! "This is really the first time I've heard of it, no wonder everyone says she's a lone star.

"It's strange to say." Uncle Fu then continued, Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes focused on him again, and he pricked up his ears, not wanting to miss anything related to him, "The natural disaster lasted for eleven days. On the 23rd of May, the locusts were gone. The events of that year are vivid, and Uncle Fu looked at Mu Xiaoxiao with a smile, "And that day happened to be the day when the prince was born." Everyone said that the prince was the reincarnation of the heavenly bodhisattva, and the blessing and eternity of the world, and this word reached the ears of the saints, so they named the prince Bo Zeyu, hoping that he would become the Puyu of grace and inheritance. ”

Mu Xiaoxiao nodded in understanding.

She didn't pay attention to the focus of the story, and what she thought about was that the prince was eleven days younger than her

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