Murong Xi walked all the way to the Heart Cultivation Palace, and the wet clothes didn't have time to change, and the cold sticking to his body was a little uncomfortable.

Murong Xi only frowned, and slowly walked into the warm and empty hall, the thick soothing incense in the air made Murong Xi couldn't help but take a deep breath.

She walked into the temple and smiled as softly as she could.

I saw that on the soft collapse of the main hall, the little emperor like a bun grabbed the brocade quilt under him, smiled and blinked with a pair of big eyes to look at Murong Xi who was walking slowly, and suddenly shouted to make all the palace people on the side retreat.

Murong Xi was suspicious and sat sideways beside him.

"Sister Fox Fairy." Mu Cong reached out and grabbed Murong Xi's somewhat cold and damp hand, blinked his eyes, stretched out his hand to rub Murong Xi's broken hair like an adult, and said, "Father said that Cong'er should grow up and learn to protect the people he likes." ”

Murong Xi was stunned.

But seeing that the little emperor smiled and narrowed his eyes, he said softly: "It was I who saved Sister Fox Fairy." ”

Murong Xi was stunned again, and the smile in his eyes became even stronger.

The little emperor was not frightened by falling into the water and needed the company of the fox fairy sister, but saved the little fox in distress.

In a trance, Murong Xi seemed to recognize Mu Cong as Mu Ci, his unborn child in his previous life.

Her body trembled slightly.

Suddenly, a pair of white and tender little hands covered her onion-like fingertips, touching it gently, and her fair little face was full of smiles, and he said: "I know that there is no fox fairy sister in this world......

"Minister......

"I also know that Uncle Huang hates me very much, and so does Concubine Lin." On a rainy night, the little emperor lowered his eyes, and his soft voice was soft, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

The cold autumn rain outside the window knocked on the edge of the window, like a ball falling on a jade plate, making a snapping sound, which looked particularly desolate in the empty hall.

The emperor was intelligent, and was born in the imperial palace, although he was only five years old, but he was precocious, and he had already understood the sophistication of human feelings.

Mu Cong lowered his head, and there seemed to be some kind of crystal in his eyes, which made Murong Xi's heart hurt uncontrollably.

Murong Xi stretched out his hand to touch Mu Cong's cheek, but paused.

"The Queen Mother hopes that I can inherit my father's throne and suppress my uncle......" The little emperor's voice was a little choked up, "The Queen Mother has been protecting me and spurring me, but ......"

Mu Cong gritted his teeth and didn't continue, but Murong Xi's heart was painful.

Yes, Mu Cong is only five years old this year, which is the age of playing......

"I know that this time I fell into the water, it was done by Concubine Gao. If I'm dead, I can go to my father. Mu Cong muttered and raised a smile.

He suddenly raised a pair of crystal peach blossom eyes, and a pair of small hands grabbed Murong Xi's, and even his voice trembled slightly, and asked anxiously: "But, what should the queen mother do......

Before his father died, he told him that he must take care of his mother...... Be strong and protect everyone you like.

Murong Xi was silent for a moment, and suddenly hoped that he was really a fox fairy and could help this immature child.

The little emperor raised his hand to wipe away the tears in his eyes, one hand still held Murong Xi's white palm tightly, choked his voice but didn't dare to cry, so he had to blindly endure it and swallow all the pain.

Looking at the trembling child in front of him, at this time he was no longer the emperor of the Ninety-Five, just a trembling and panicked child.

Such a fragile teenager, but he has to be strong to obey his father's words to protect his mother, and he has to keep accelerating his growth under the pressure of his mother.

At the same time, we must also bear those unwarranted hatreds.

His uncle and wife should have loved their relatives the most, but they regarded him as a thorn in the flesh and wanted to deal with him quickly.

This is the most real emperor that Murong Xi has seen for the first time.

That fragile and strong teenager.

Mu Cong only raised his eyes cautiously, looked at Murong Xi, and said tremblingly: "Sister Fox Fairy, Cong'er is afraid of ......"

The trembling and soft voice seemed to be cut into Murong Xi's heart.

"Cong'er is not afraid, Cong'er is not afraid." Murong Xi stretched out her hand and hugged the little emperor's soft body tightly in her arms, she suddenly wanted to protect this child.

She couldn't save her Ah Ci, so she could only make up for this affection for Mu Cong.

……

The thunderstorm is still falling.

The night became quiet and warm.

When Murong Xi came out of the Heart Nourishing Palace, the autumn rain had stopped, and the sky was white. The clear white was washed by the rain, leaving only a piece of blue left.

She took a deep breath, in the warm pavilion, the half-dry brocade robe mixed with long hair stuck to her cheeks, the half-dry clothes did not have the slightest warmth, the wind blew through the cold and made her whole body shrink.

Before dawn, the entire palace was still in an extremely quiet state as if it were asleep, with only a few palace men and guards sprinkling and sweeping.

Murong Xi slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, only to feel that the night of tossing made her body even more uncomfortable.

I don't know where the leaves have gone, and I can't find them anywhere.

Murong Xi only felt that his head was swollen and painful, and there was a surging nausea in his stomach, and the soles of his feet were like stepping on cotton, and his eyes were chaotic when he swayed, and his feet were unstable, and Murong Xi fell down violently.