emperor of a dynasty

The king of Chu sighed and stopped speaking.

Zhang Sui then withdrew.

Yanling City Post Station, Capital of the King of Chu

On the ninth day of the winter month, Yan Wuwei got up early in the inn. When he was getting dressed, his hands and feet were not yet fully healed, so Fang Hua helped him.

"Miss, what are you doing so early today?" Fang Hua asked while helping Yan Wuwei get dressed.

"Huh?" Yan Wuwei smiled, "Don't you know? Today is our Highness's birthday."

Fang Hua asked strangely, "Huh? Your Highness? Isn't Your Highness's birthday in the first month? How did it become today?"

"That's right, the birthday in the first month is the day when His Highness joined the clan, and the royal family celebrates the birthdays of the royal children according to that day, but I am not from the royal family, and besides, His Highness returned to the Queen's Palace. It will definitely be held in the palace, so I won’t join in the fun, so let’s celebrate His Highness’s birthday today.”

Fang Hua still didn't like Mu Congcong very much. After hearing what Yan Wuwei said, she just said indifferently, "Miss is interested in Your Highness." At the end, she whispered, "You are married to the princess. ...How can you not be a member of the royal family? In this case, His Highness should call you 'uncle'."

Yan Wuwei acted as if he had never heard this before. He lowered his head and straightened his collar. Fang Hua stuck out his tongue, knowing that he had said the wrong thing again, so he said obediently, "Okay miss... Fang Hua knows wrong."

"You..." Yan Wuwei sighed, a little helpless, "Your Highness is a king, and I am a minister. How can there be any reason for His Highness to call me 'Uncle'? You, you."

Fang Hua didn't dare to speak, and Yan Wuwei couldn't get angry with his low eyebrows, so he said, "Is Your Highness awake now?"

"Now? Not yet, it's not yet dawn."

"Really? That's good." Yan Wuwei was about to open the door and go out, Fang Hua said from behind, "What's wrong? Miss? Where are you going? Your injuries haven't healed yet."

Yan Wuwei's voice gradually faded away, and it sounded quite pleasant, "—the kitchen."

kitchen?

Miss, what are you doing in the kitchen early in the morning?

Fang Hua felt strange in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask more questions, so he trotted forward.

Speaking of today's birthday star Mu Cong, she must have gotten up to practice martial arts at this time, but today is strange, she hasn't got up at the end of the day, it's not that she is lazy.During these days when Yan Wuwei taught her, she practiced martial arts during the day and studied at night, fearing that her stupidity would distract Yan Wuwei, but it was cold in the winter night, and Chu land was not as good as Qin State, so she stayed up late every night to study. Yes, even if there is an earth dragon, she will not be able to bear it after a long time. No, she felt a little hot when she just fell asleep last night, but she was thinking about what if Getting up again will definitely disturb other people, maybe it will disturb Yan Wuwei who just fell asleep. Thinking of this, he endured it by himself. Who would have thought that typhoid fever would be so fierce that people would be burned in the middle of the night. Today It was already the time to get up on weekdays, and she couldn't get up anymore. She was dazed and only heard a nice girl calling her softly in her ear, "Your Highness, Your Highness?"

This voice is really nice, compared with some of my aunt's.

Mu Congcong's consciousness was a little confused, and he couldn't open his eyes, but he was still thinking like this in his heart.

The female voice said again, "But it's uncomfortable?"

Yes, it is a little uncomfortable.She wanted to nod, but her body was weak, and she wanted to speak, but her throat was so dry, she became anxious for a while.

The female voice approached, "Your Highness? Are you okay?"

Mu Congcong wanted to say don't worry, I'm fine, but the words just got stuck in his mouth, and he couldn't say anything.

Suddenly someone's palm covered her forehead, it was soft, fragrant, and very comfortable, "Why is it so hot? Didn't you notice it?!" The female voice seemed a little angry, "It looks like it's been burning for a long time I'm afraid Your Highness has typhoid fever, hurry up and call the doctor." The female voice seemed to be giving orders to the servants, and Mu Congcong was a little anxious, thinking about his illness, people would call the doctor again. Wuwei will naturally know that her injury is still not healed, if she works hard for her again, how should she explain to her aunt after returning to China!

Just as she was thinking about it, she felt a sudden chill between her forehead, and something cold was placed on her forehead. In an instant, her body, which was roasting in the Flame Mountain, fell into the water. It's so comfortable.It's not like this feeling has never happened before, but it's probably a very long memory. It seems that when I was four or five years old, the summer was very hot that year. Her father was holding her and her mother was riding a horse, all the way to East, out of the capital of the king of Qin, went to the mountains to play.

When passing by a small stream, her father wanted to take her to the water. She was timid and dared not go down on the bank, crying and shaking her head, refusing to listen to the comfort of her father who was standing in the stream and laughing heartily, " My dear, the water is so cool, come, hold you for my father, I will definitely not let you fall into the water."

She shook her head and didn't listen, she didn't know how to swim, it would be over if she got into the water.

"Hahahaha silly boy, when did father lie to you? Come, come here."

Even so, she still didn't have the guts to go on. The nervous and frightened look really made the mother who stood behind her, who was always serious, laugh:

"What's wrong? Is Qi'er afraid of water?"

Her mother came over and bent down to hug her, pursing her lips and chuckling, "Are you so scared?"

"Mother hug...hug..." She stretched out her hand to her mother to hug her, but her mother stepped forward and hugged her, and coaxed, "Don't be afraid, mother hugs you, okay?" ? Hold you into the water, huh? How about it?"

Speaking of her, her mother picked her up and walked slowly towards the creek, towards the place where her father was standing, "Good boy, your father is right there, he will protect us, huh? Don't be afraid .”

Just as she was talking, her body slowly submerged in the water. It was cool and refreshing, which formed a huge contrast with the summer heat. She squinted her eyes in comfort, and her tense body relaxed a lot, but But her arms were tightened, she hugged her mother tightly, and said coquettishly, "Mother..."

"Mother."

……

In a blink of an eye, in a blink of an eye, it is now, and the childhood memories gradually become a little strange, just like the embrace my mother once gave, after so many years, that warm embrace seems to have gradually become cold Arise, until now she is alone, forgotten by her mother.

Thinking of this, her heart suddenly went blank, and she cried out in her sleep, "Mother..."

"--Mother!"

She opened her eyes suddenly, before she had time to see where she was, and before she had time to remember what Jin Xi was, the next moment she was embraced by a woman with a fragrance.

Her eyes widened suddenly, and the base of her ears blushed shyly, Yan Wuwei just bent down and hugged her, after she woke up from the nightmare:

"Did Your Highness have a nightmare? Good boy, don't be afraid, Your Highness." Yan Wuwei coaxed her in a low voice, "Your Highness need not be afraid if you stand by His Highness."

Mu Congcong's eyes were red and red, and he was afraid that he would be weak and cry again. Yan Wuwei would definitely laugh at her as a crybaby, and she couldn't be ashamed in front of Yan Wuwei anymore. Wuwei saw it... Thinking of this, Mu Congcong quickly took two deep breaths, and then said, "First, sir..." She tightened her arms, as if in that distant memory that four or five Like my [-]-year-old self, she hugged the warmth in front of her tightly, "I had a nightmare..."

I dreamed that I grew up all of a sudden, lost my father who loved me the most, and became a thorn in my mother's eyes, and I wished I could get rid of it quickly. I dreamed that I was alone, and there was no way out...

"It's just a nightmare. Dreams and reality are opposite." Yan Wuwei patted her on the back and coaxed, "Your Highness, don't think too much, you should know that today is His Highness's birthday!"

"...Today, is it today?" Mu Container didn't realize it.

Yan Wuwei let go of her with a smile, raised his hand to touch her head, and said, "Yes, the king wrote to tell the minister, and the king also said that the minister should celebrate His Highness's birthday properly."

"Auntie?" Mu Congcong's eyes lit up after hearing this, "Auntie remembers my birthday?! She wrote a special letter to tell Mr.?!"

"Yes, His Majesty misses His Highness very much."

Fang Hua on the side looked at Mu Congcong's elated look, and it was really hard to tell Mu Congcong that the king remembered that your birthday was true, but he really didn't write a special letter to tell the lady. Most of them were complaining about the medicines they drank in the capital, saying they were tasteless and unpalatable, but that Tangtang stared at her every time to finish drinking, which really made her angry, it was strange and weird Yan Wuwei, who was far away in Chu State, said everything was taught by Yan Wuwei behind his back, and now all the palace people have learned badly, and they tricked her into drinking medicine all day long, only mentioning it at the end After saying "Qi Chu's ninth birthday, don't worry about it, wait for her to return to discuss later", Fang Hua didn't know how Murong Yan's "rediscussion" was going to be renegotiated, but it was obvious that Yan Wuwei had received the letter. I wrote this down, no, I got up before dawn and went to the kitchen to make longevity noodles for Mu Congcong...

Fang Hua's eyes fell on the bowl on the table that looked good but was already mushy because it had been left for too long. He thought, it's so mushy, will His Highness still want to eat it later? ?But wouldn't it be a waste of Yan Wuwei's intentions if he didn't eat it? ? ?

After all this entanglement, Fang Hua's stomach hurts because of the entanglement. Forget it, he still doesn't want to, Fang Hua thought in his heart, anyway, looking at the sticky and ineffective state of the container, let alone a bowl of mushy noodles Well, from her point of view, even raw noodles and even raw noodles should be eaten.

Hey, what the hell is she doing.