Empress Dowager Rui was worried about the little prince, afraid that Murong Mian would not take the child, so she sent Huang Youdao to pick up the child early in the morning. As a result, after a while, Huang Youdao came back in a hurry, saying that he had not received the child, and the emperor had gone to the court, and the others did not know.

Empress Dowager Rui felt strange and went there in person, the emperor did not go to the court, only a few palace maids and eunuchs were there, and she really didn't know anything. Such an old child, can you still lose it, the Empress Dowager Rui was anxious, sent the little eunuch to the Changbao Palace, the emperor can't come back, it's okay to call Hao Pingguan back.

The little eunuch saw that the Empress Dowager Rui was in a hurry, so she went in a hurry, but instead of bringing back Hao Pingguan, she brought Ning Jiu back.

Empress Dowager Rui didn't care anymore and asked Ning Jiu, "Where did the emperor hide the good grandson of the mourning family?" ”

Ning Jiu saluted in a proper manner, "Did the Queen Mother Lafayette ask the child who entered the palace yesterday?" ”

Empress Dowager Rui was a little strange about his title, what is the child who entered the palace yesterday, that is his little master, shouldn't he be called a little highness?

"Exactly, where's the child?"

"Dead."

Empress Dowager Rui staggered back two steps, and was supported by Mama Rong, her face pale: "Dead, dead?" How did you die......"

"Killed."

Empress Dowager Rui suspected that she had misheard, and the most loyal guard to the emperor killed the little prince, and she could still stand here and admit that Ning Jiu was crazy......

Jia Tong came in time, just heard their conversation, and glared at Ning Jiu, isn't Lord Ning uncomfortable if he is not scary......

"Lafayette, don't worry, that kid yesterday was fake."

Empress Dowager Rui's mind was completely confused, "Fake, fake? How can it be fake, it looks exactly like the emperor......"

"The minister was also deceived at first, but the emperor said it was fake, then it must be fake." The emperor can't kill his own son for no reason, right...... Speaking of which, Jia Tong regretted a little, why didn't he stay in the palace on duty yesterday, the emperor didn't give him much good, he was missing a son, and then he thought about it again, forget it, his son looks like the emperor, what will others think......

Empress Dowager Rui sat back in the chair, and was shocked by this sudden change, Mama Rong gently stroked her back and comforted her in a low voice: "Lafayette, you are relieved, that is not our little highness, I am afraid that someone deliberately wants to spoil the royal bloodline." ”

Empress Dowager Rui looked at the gold bricks on the ground in a distracted manner, and muttered to herself, "But that child is really like, really like......"

Hearing that Nanyuan sent a fake little highness, the courtiers were furious, especially the generals, clamoring to send a team to take the city back. The civil officials accused Nanyuan of not keeping his word and how despicable and shameless, and there was a loud shout and scolding in the court.

The emperor sat on the high platform, lowered his eyes, still unhappy and sad, and a military attache came out of the ranks, asking for orders to lead the team to attack Nanyuan and teach them a lesson. He bowed his head in agreement, and his tone of light was as if he had promised a trivial matter.

Obviously, the most angry person should be his father! Xiu Min stood at the head of the ranks, did not participate in the courtiers' scolding, but just observed the emperor thoughtfully.

There was already a garrison on the border, so he sent post soldiers to deliver the letter, and the commander rushed over with his own soldiers, and after gathering a large army, he could start the war with a plan.

As a result, before the battle started, Nanyuan sent someone to send the child over, and he was very sorry to say that he made a mistake last time, but this time it was true.

Can this kind of thing be wrong? The emperor sneered in his heart, and still sent someone to pick up the child, but he wanted to see what the hell Nanyuan was doing?

It was Xiu Min and Jia Tong who went to pick up people, and the child who came back looked like Murong Mian, bigger, more silent, big eyes, but no brilliance, it was already winter, the child was wrapped like a brown, he didn't know if he was used to it or didn't like it, and from time to time he would pull the collar and sleeves impatiently.

Jia Tong was very ashamed of the overflowing feelings last time, so this time, he looked at the face that looked like Murong Mian and smiled coldly, "Don't be a fake again." ”

Xiu Min said, "It shouldn't be, again and again, not again, it angers us, and Nanyuan knows that he can't bear it." ”

Jia Tong looked at the child carefully, "What does Master Xiu mean, this time is the real little highness?" ”

Xiu Min touched the child's head, "It's better to be true, the emperor's patience is limited, whether he wins the war or not, it's not always a good thing to fight." ”

Jia Tong, the bottom of "......" is a university scholar, and he speaks in a fog and clouds, is it true that he is at the bottom...... Forget it, he is not the child's father, where can he really be determined.

But speaking of which, he was very curious, how did the emperor distinguish the real from the fake when the child looked so similar last time?

Because of the experience of the past, this time the child was not sent to Ci'an Palace, but directly to the Chengde Palace, and the emperor was still in the south study as usual.

Yuegui couldn't help but run to see it, she didn't see it last time, this time she sent it to Chengde Palace, she naturally wanted to see it, whether it was true or not, she was always curious.

The child was placed in a side hall, the hall was very large, and the maids and eunuchs stood scattered in all directions, and the little child sat in a tall chair, but was not afraid, and quietly lowered his eyes, as if he were sleeping.

As soon as Yue Gui entered, she scolded, "How can you let Your Highness sleep on the chair, are they all dead people, hurry up and carry them to the bed." ”

A palace maid came to hug someone, and just as she stretched out her hand, the quiet child suddenly slapped her in the face, "Smack!" The sound was particularly crisp in the quiet hall.

Yuegui was stunned for a moment, waved her hand to let the palace maid retreat, squatted down to look at the child, and asked him softly, "Don't you like her hug?" Am I holding well? She stretched out her arms and curled her lips and smiled at the child.

The child looked at her, very hollow, but there was no sparkle in his dark eyes, obviously looking at her, but Yue Gui felt that he was looking at another person through himself.

She looked at the child carefully, she had been separated for more than a year, counting the days, the children were almost two years old, but in her eyes, she was still a child, at that time, she took Mo Ronglin the most, and she really treated it as if she was her own child, it hurt to the heart, and now looking at the familiar eyebrows, she couldn't help but feel sad, and tears came out of her eyes.

"Do you still recognize me?" She said with tears in her voice, "I'm Aunt Laurel." ”

The child looked at her silently, no reaction, but Yuegui couldn't control her emotions, looking at this child, the long river of memory set off a huge wave, and the pictures of the past all poured into her mind, she took the child in her arms and cried bitterly.

Jia Tong came over to pat her, "Don't cry, the one last time was more like the emperor than this, in case it's a fake, isn't it in vain to cry?" ”

Yuegui ignored him, hugged the child and cried, Jia Tong had no choice, she wanted to take the child from her arms, but she refused, and the two of them carried it inexplicably.

As he was tugging, a low voice came from the door, "What is this?" ”