The swarthy man really doesn't understand what is so special about this thing, but if you give a gift, it is okay to go with other congratulatory gifts and the army, not to mention the thousand personal soldiers prepared for Her Royal Highness the eldest princess. However, no matter how much he wondered, he could only be an honest "courier".

When the piano was transported, Dongfang Rongyin returned to its former appearance. But there is one person who is anxious, and that is the little emperor of Beihurane, Mo Junwei.

When he saw that the handwritten letter was respectfully accepted by the captain of the Tiger Guard, the little emperor unconsciously began to get nervous. He had carefully revised the letter many times, and although he felt that he had expressed it well in the letter, he was still very worried. The little emperor himself didn't know why, this feeling was as if he was really waiting for the affirmative approval of a loved one.

Thinking of his relatives, a little loneliness appeared on the little emperor's immature face. He has no relatives anymore, and his only sister is gone. Now he is the only one in the entire Northern Hurricane royal family, his father's two brothers and sisters are no longer there, and there is no bloodline left, he naturally has no cousins or anything like that, and the only two cousins of his maternal uncle's family died in the early years to save their siblings...... He must have really become a loner.

In this big country, the only remaining relatives of his mother are his maternal aunt, and she is still a relative, right? Two years ago, he still remembers very clearly that all the people did not want to protect him, and he didn't dare to count how many people protected his life with blood.

Mo Junwei had tears in his eyes, his fists were clenched tightly, and he stubbornly wiped the corners of his eyes with his dragon robe, and when he looked up again, all his sadness was hidden. He has to be strong, he is an emperor, he can't cry! This life belongs to Bei Hurricane, to all those who died for him! I will definitely let the Northern Hurricane be stable and enjoy peace forever!

【Regent's Palace】

Dongfang Rongyin, who was sitting in the garden after dinner, didn't know the little emperor's thoughts, Qingyue had been in a bad mood today, so he was very annoyed, he didn't know how to persuade him, and he didn't know what to do for her.

Inadvertently, seeing the ease of standing quietly on the side, Dongfang Rongyin's eyes flashed slightly.

"Miss Rong, are you still used to living in the palace these days?" The majestic voice carried a hint of concern.

Yi Yi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and hurriedly replied respectfully: "Thank you for your concern, the slave maid is living well in the palace." "Why does the prince suddenly care about her? You don't want her to go back to Rong's house, do you?! Thinking of this, it is easy to turn slightly pale, and she can't go back! Not in any way!

Dongfang Rongyin looked at her stiff posture, felt that she was a little nervous, and said strangely, "Why are you so nervous?" Is this king terrible? ”

It was easy to come back to his senses in an instant, and immediately knelt down and said: "Please atone for your sins, the slave is just too excited!" It is a privilege to be cared for by the prince and a slave. ”

Looking at the little girl who was kneeling on the ground but still had a hint of stubbornness, Dongfang Rongyin raised her eyebrows slightly, and said in a gentle tone: "Get up, this king cares about you, you can take it well, you don't have to be like this." ”

It was easy to hear the words, and his heart suddenly jumped slightly, but he was puzzled, and he still replied obediently on his face: "Yes, Lord Xie." It's easy to lower your head after getting up, and do your job quietly and dutifully.