Chapter 363: The Seventh Prince Died!

Instead, Murong Huan smiled and stepped forward to hug Yourong into his arms, "Yourong, Daddy is sick, I can't play with you these days, so you can play with your aunt and uncle!"

Everyone was stunned again, even Baili Moxu didn't expect Murong Huan to say this. Xiao Wu immediately lowered his head to prevent people from seeing his already red eyes.

Baili Moxu silently glanced at the purple hosta inserted in Murong Huan's head, and her heart warmed, this woman is always so kind, she has never used the hairpin she gave her for a few days, but it happened that she was amorous to her after she lost control today, she used this hairpin, and she pretended to be her wife in front of Zhuangzi's people so generously, she was afraid that she would be embarrassed, and she used this way to remind herself that she didn't take it to heart before, and she didn't have to think about it anymore.

Aunt Mother-in-law put the medicinal porridge and waist on the table, Murong Huan smiled, kissed Yourong on the face, and handed him to Xiaoqin, looking at everyone, "You all go to eat, I'll come here!"

The crowd didn't say much, and silently withdrew.

Murong Huan picked up the medicinal food and fed Baili Moxu carefully, without the slightest embarrassment on his face.

Huanhuan, I have been treated like this by you in this life, and I will die without regrets! Baili Moxu lowered his eyes, blocking the love in his eyes.

After feeding a bowl of medicinal porridge, Murong Huan waited for Baili Moxu to drink the medicine, and then went out to eat and feed Yourong by himself. Xiao Wu took advantage of this time to walk in.

"Lord Wang, are you better?" Xiao Wu sat on the edge of the bed and took out a few secret letters from his arms, "The other subordinates have dealt with them, and these letters still have to be seen by the prince himself." ”

"This king is very good, you don't have to worry. Baili Moxu said and opened the secret letter and looked at it, the first few letters were from the Khmer capital, the snow-man capital and the border pass, he gave instructions after reading it, Xiao Wu nodded and wrote it down.

The last one was from Xilin, and Baili Moxu frowned after opening it.

"Lord Wang, what's wrong?"

"The Seventh Emperor Brother died yesterday!" Baili Moxu's words carried a hint of coldness, and the temperature around him was several degrees lower.

"What, the Seventh Prince, he died?" Xiao Wu was taken aback, the capital has been rumored that the emperor is going to announce the establishment of the crown prince, what does the death of the seventh prince mean at this juncture, no wonder the prince is angry.

"The prince is angry, how did the Seventh Prince die?

"Smallpox. Baili Moxu handed the secret letter to Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu hurriedly browsed it, and in a few words, it was indeed written very clearly, but he died of smallpox.

"The prince's day mourns, if it is really smallpox, it is also the will of heaven, maybe the seventh prince is a blessing ......"

"Even if the Seventh Emperor Brother really died of smallpox, he died too strangely. If you don't get dyed sooner or later, you just got it when my father was about to make him the crown prince, and this time can't help but make people suspicious. Of course, Baili Moxu would not believe that such a coincidence would happen in the world.

"Presumably the emperor will also check. Xiao Wu sighed, and said that being born in the royal family was a good birth, and everyone was born with a golden key in their mouths, but who knows how many royal heirs in the palace will die inexplicably every year, and the heirs are really withered because these children are expensive and difficult to raise, or have they all become victims of power struggles? !

"Ordered a thorough investigation into the beginning and end of the Seventh Emperor's brother's smallpox, and this king should know how he contracted smallpox, and whether there were any other people in the palace who contracted smallpox? ”

"Didn't King Shou just go back a few days ago?" Xiao Wu just said this, and felt that it was a little redundant, couldn't he do anything if he wasn't in the capital?

"This king really doesn't want it to be him!" Baili Moxu's face was cold, "This king really hopes that it is indeed smallpox!"

"The subordinate will reply to the letter. Xiao Wu stood up, "The prince can recuperate from his injuries with peace of mind!"

While the two were talking, Murong Huan walked in with Yourong in his arms, the little guy seemed to have cried, his eyes were red, and he was still gasping, looking aggrieved.

"What's wrong with Yourong?" Baili Moxu frowned, the cold air around him suddenly subsided, and the eyes of the mother and son were gentle.

"This kid is so stubborn that he has to come to you with a lot of noise. Feeling that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the room, Murong Huan froze for a moment, and wanted to go back, as smart as she was, she could naturally guess that "Ah Long" and Mr. Nine were talking about things.

"Woo woo......" Yourong saw that his mother was going to take him away, and his heart was anxious again, his small mouth was deflated, his eyes were full of shiny golden beans, and his little hands danced wildly towards Baili Moxu.

"Why do you want to carry him away, I haven't been with Yourong for two days, I should accompany him well!" Baili Moxu saw his son's appearance, and his heart immediately softened, and he wanted to call Xiao Wu to hug Yourong over.

Murong Huan was a little helpless, so he had to sit down on the edge of the bed with Yourong in his arms, "My sister said to take him to play with Huo Xuan, but he resolutely refused, and his little hand pointed to this room. I'm afraid he'll make him rest. ”

"I've slept for a long time and I don't feel sleepy at the moment, just let him play here for a while!" Baili Moxu stretched out his hand, naturally took the child from Murong Huan's hand, and kissed Yourong lightly on the forehead, "Little Yourong, do you miss your uncle?"

The mist in Yourong's eyes immediately dissipated, and the aggrieved little face burst into laughter, babbling into Baili Moxu's arms, and pulling his clothes with his little hands.

"It's a pestering little guy, but I like it tightly!" Baili Moxu smiled and kissed his son on the cheek again. Yourong chuckled.

In the end, it is the son of the prince, Xiao Wu sighed with satisfaction as he walked out.

Murong Huan only felt funny, this kid, it stands to reason that Su Yiming took him for more time, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that he looked like an uncle in front of Su Yiming, and he didn't like to laugh so much, but as soon as he arrived in the arms of "Mr. Nine", he was very intimate.

"Don't let him tire you down, your wounds need to be healed. Murong Huan said as he picked up his shirt and continued to sew, his eyebrows and eyes were also gentle.

"Where would such a little guy be tired of me? Could it be that the girl thinks I'm a paper paste?" Baili Moxu raised her eyebrows, "But the girl is not too tired, the girl has finished one in most of the day, and she is not in a hurry to wear it, why bother so much?"

"Isn't this an idle hand, how tiring can this be?" Murong Huan smiled, and his subordinates did not stop. Thanks to Nini that day, she reminded her that she now feels that she can make more clothes for "Mr. Nine", which can be regarded as making up for the regret hidden in her heart.

"Why don't you sew, let's play chess for a while! I'll be distressed when I'm tired of you. Baili Moxu reached out and grabbed Murong Huan's hand, and the internal force swam to her wrist, and Murong Huan only felt that his wrist was a little sore, and suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

"You are so weak and still use internal strength, this can't be done, and I will feel distressed. Murong Huan smiled and took Baili Moxu's hand away, "It's okay, let's play with Yourong for a while." ”

The two spoke casually, seemingly just a joke, but they hid their sincerity inside and tasted it separately.

"Why don't we let Yourong catch Zhou!" Baili Moxu looked at the little guy hanging in his arms with a smile, "I think he is much more sensible than ordinary children, and he doesn't have to wait until he is a year old to catch Zhou, I can't wait to see what he will choose." ”

"He's just a little ghost!" Murong Huan's words were also a little doting.

Hearing this, Yourong glanced up at his mother, there was no smile on his face, he frowned slightly, a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes, and his expression was the same as Baili Moxu, which made Murong Huan stunned for a moment. Oh my God, she saw the contempt for herself in the eyes of her son, who was less than two months old, was it true?

However, Yourong was already against the sky, Murong Huan remembered that when he helped the aunts take those little babies in the orphanage before he crossed over, the aunts often said that the children were "three turns, six sittings, nine grasping", but Yourong was already able to turn over and sit up when he was less than a month old, and now he can crawl and firmly grasp the things he is interested in. I really don't know how much this kid will have when he grows up.

"Yourong must be great in the future, Miss Qiu is waiting to enjoy the blessings!" Baili Moxu touched Yourong's head, and it happened that the little guy looked up at him, smiled at Daddy, and bent his eyes, as if he agreed with such a statement, Baili Moxu couldn't help but smile, and rubbed Yourong's head again.

"I'm going to call Huo Xuan and them in, I don't have time to prepare for it, so it's better to let them transform into all kinds of things and see what Yourong likes. Murong Huan got up with a smile, she also wanted to see what her son would catch.

Not long after, a group of small spirit beasts ran in under the leadership of Huo Xuan. Huo Xuan and Nini looked at Baili Moxu on the bed, and felt that his face was much better, so they were relieved.

Murong Huan set up a big case in front of the bed, spread a piece of cloth, and the spirit beasts changed into seals, Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoist scriptures according to her requirements, pens, ink, paper, inkstones, abacus, coins, account books, small bows and arrows, food, toys, etc.

"It's so rich, I don't know if Yourong will choose to be dazzled. Baili Moxu smiled and sent Yourong to the big case, "Yourong, see what you like." ”

Yourong's dark eyes rolled, his little finger was put in his mouth and he bit it, looked up at Baili Moxu and Murong Huan, and then happily crawled towards the big case.

The little fellow crawled up to the big case, and with a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes, almost without thinking, he crawled to one of the corners, took one corner of the cloth in his hand, and crawled to the other.

"What is he going to do?!" Murong Huan only felt that his brain was confused, why was his son so incomprehensible?

"This kid, it's interesting!" Baili Moxu understood his son's mind for the first time, and smiled with relief from the bottom of his heart, it was really his son!R1154