Senior sister Bai Yueguang has picked up the BE male second script

Mu Qing paused when she heard this system prompt.

"How did you know?"

"what?"

The small system consciousness scratched its head.

"One leaf was given by 299, and it should not fall within the scope of your notification and knowledge."

"Well," the little system was confused, "Maybe it's because I've explored Yiye. After all, I can still sense where the fragments of Senior 299 are."

Mu Qing did not continue to speak. She walked out of the city lord's mansion without stopping. She ordered someone to call Cui Huan, and together they left Yongcheng and inspected nearby villages.

When Ye Hongyu came, he only had time to evacuate the people in the city. Unfortunately, these suburban villages were massacred directly. Fortunately, there were still some people who refused to leave.

After all, the world is difficult. If you leave your place of survival without money, what difference does it make between you and a beggar?

After passing several villages in a row, they were all dilapidated and damaged. No living people could be found. There were only corpses and the occasional gathering of crows and jackals. Cui Huan couldn't help but curse: "These jackals are just like jackals entering the village!"

The surrounding villages were in ruins. The two of them had been riding horses for half a day, but still no one was alive. When they arrived at a temple, they heard voices.

"mine!"

"It's obviously mine!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"This bastard has the blood of Mengwu on his body!"

"..."

Mu Qing winked at Cui Huan.

Cui Huan exclaimed and quickly dismounted, took a spear and rushed into the temple.

"Why are you making such a fuss?"

"Ah!" A group of children were frightened and ran out of the half-collapsed temple.

Mu Qing then dismounted and slowly walked into the temple.

Lying on the ground with his head in his arms was a little boy who was all in tatters. He was biting a piece of cake, and he was whimpering like a wolf in his throat.

He caught a glimpse of someone approaching, and the hem of his clothes embroidered with gold thread moved, revealing the fine satin and shiny black boots, which were particularly dazzling.

The boy jumped up suddenly, and his thin body rushed towards Mu Qing with his teeth and claws.

"Your Highness, be careful!" Cui Huan raised his foot and kicked the little boy back to the ground.

"Ahem." The little boy covered his chest and the cake in his mouth fell to the ground. He quickly grabbed the cake again and looked at Mu Qing with his teeth bared vigilantly.

Mu Qing took out a piece of cloth from her arms, knelt down, opened it and handed it to the little boy.

The little boy still looked at him warily, took a quick look at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand, stretched out his hand to grab it, and stuffed it into his mouth along with the cloth.

"What's your name?"

no respond.

"You little kid, our Highness is asking you a question!" Cui Huan raised his hand angrily.

Mu Qing stopped him, looked at the boy who was still swallowing, and continued: "If you follow me, you can eat osmanthus cake every day."

The boy paused and turned his head to look him up and down.

"You can also dress warmly without getting cold."

Mu Qing continued.

The boy's eyes became even more wary when he heard these words. He stood up and tried to escape, but was caught by Cui Huan who was standing beside him.

"Let me go!" He bit Cui Huan's arm.

"You kid!" Cui Huan threw him to the ground in pain.

He stood up nimbly and ran out as if he was not afraid of pain.

"You have to think carefully. If you miss this opportunity, you will be left to your fate whether you will live or die."

Mu Qing stood up and said to him.

Just as he stepped out of the temple door, he stopped, turned around, and finally said his first words to Mu Qing, "Can you really have enough food and clothing?"

"I never break my word when I speak."

"You are the prince?"

"This is our Royal Highness King Yong'an!" Cui Huan shook his bitten arm and glared at him.

The boy's eyes lit up, "You are King Yong'an!"

Then he turned around and stepped back to Mu Qing, "Okay, I'll follow you!"

"Then can you tell me your name?"

"I don't have a name. When my mother was alive, she called me Gouzi."

Looking at the dirty boy in front of her with admiration, no one would have known that in the original book, this boy with the blood of both Daxian and Mengwu flowing on his body would become an important helper of Mengwu in the future and contribute a lot to destroy Daxian. The ending But he was devoured by demons and his soul was gone.

"Then let me give you a name. How about Mingming?"

The mind is clear and the eyes are bright, clear as the breeze.

"This is a good name, I like it."

……

King Yong'an returned to Yongcheng and brought a little boy with him.

Dirty.

The soldiers were talking a lot, not knowing what to call this new kid.

Cui Huan knelt down and applied to King Yong'an: "How about I adopt him as my son! I, Cui Huan, am twenty-nine years old. I am not yet married. I don't know when I will die on the battlefield. If I have a son, I will give him a son." It’s not bad if I collect the body and show mourning.”

King Yongan responded.

Minglang has a surname, and from now on he will be called Cui Minglang.

The broken kid looked at Cui Huan with wide eyes. Cui Huan smiled and said, "You have to repay me if you bite me. Just call me daddy for the rest of your life."