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The next day--

"Mother, Yan Er wants to go out and play!" Steamed Bun suddenly jumped to Luoluo's side and shouted.

"Then let's go out!" Luoluo rubbed her forehead. Last night, Ming Liehan didn't come to mandala, and there were still countless things happening on the Golden Hall. She hadn't slept well all night, and now she had a headache.

"The people outside will not let Yan Er out!" Steamed Bun pouted and pointed to the guards outside mandala. Luoluo raised his head and looked at the people outside, she seemed to be able to see Xiao Fangzi's figure.

He never thought that Xiao Fangzi would be so loyal. No matter if Ming Liehan was a prince or a king, he would only recognize him as a master, no matter which country she came from … When they arrived at Chou Ming, they didn't even say a word of complaint. Instead, they began guarding the two of them, ensuring their safety.

However … Luoluo really wanted to go out and take a look …

"Steamed Bun, good boy!" "Luoluo suddenly bent down and whispered into Steamed Bun's ear," Go tell those Big Uncle s that you want to go out and play and that there won't be any trouble. Let them let you out! "

"Alright …" Steamed Bun turned around and ran back.

Luoluo stood up and walked to the window. She looked at the guards outside and the little bun who was talking loudly to them with her head raised. At this moment, the palace's atmosphere was abnormally heavy. It wasn't that she was thinking too much, but something must have happened up ahead.

Steamed Bun suddenly ran back angrily and hugged Luoluo's leg with her mouth wide open. "Mother, they still won't let Yan Er out! Yan Er wanted to go out and play! Do you want to go out? "

Luoluo sighed, she looked outside and suddenly blinked her eyes, as a plan formed in her mind.

"Steamed Bun …." Luoluo bent down and whispered a few sentences into Steamed Bun's ear.

After an incense stick of time …

"Bastard!" "You took your mother's things again!" Suddenly, Luoluo's voice came out.

"Ah!" "Mother …" Steamed Bun shouted in fright and ran outside.

"Stand still and give me back my things!" You stinking brat, you always take my things! Do you know that your mother's things are very valuable and memorable? Put it down! "Let go!" Luoluo clenched his teeth and raised a scroll painting in his hand as he chased after Steamed Bun to hit him.

"Ah!" Help! "Mother is going to kill someone!" Steamed Bun jumped up and shouted in fear. He ran out of the mandala and ran around the yard!

The few guards at the door and Xiao Fangzi turned their heads around at the same time, looking at the big and small figures running back and forth inside the hall.

"Help!" "As if she was scared to death, Steamed Bun quickly ran to Xiao Fangzi's side and hugged his leg as he shouted," Uncle Fang, save Yan Er! Your mother is going to kill you! "

"Stinking brat, you're hugging my leg again!" Luoluo fumed, and quickly chased after him.

Steamed Bun shouted loudly. He turned around and was about to run out of mandala.

Luoluo's eyes lit up, taking the opportunity to catch up.

"Stop right there..." "You …" Xiao Fangzi suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

"The princess can't go out!" Xiao Fangzi frowned.

"I …." "I'm going after my son!" With that, the Luoluo turned to look at Steamed Bun, "That brat took my things and ran!" "I am afraid he will get into trouble, I will go after him!" With that, Luoluo rolled up her sleeves and was about to continue running up.

However, Xiao Fangzi frowned. He turned his head, and with a cold look in his eyes, the steamed bun that was still running in front of him was suddenly carried away like a little rabbit.

"You … you two …" Luoluo opened her mouth wide in shock.

"This subordinate will bring Young Prince back. Princess, please enter the Steamed Bun Tuo Palace. Don't come out." Xiao Fangzi took the bun and then placed it in Luoluo's embrace.

"Ugh …" "Mother …" Seeing that his plan had failed, Steamed Bun buried his head in Luoluo's arms.

The Luoluo patted the bun's head lightly. She still wanted to say something as she looked at Xiao Fangzi.

"Princess, don't say anything!" Xiao Fangzi was once a member of the Prince Chilling Cold Mansion after all, so he naturally had a good grasp of Princess Huo Rulie's personality. He advised her to listen to his orders and obediently stay here, so that she wouldn't distract him with whatever happened to her.

"Xiao Fangzi." Luoluo suddenly stopped his fake expression and changed it to a calm face. She looked at Yue Yang indifferently, "I just want to know how the cold is."

It's already noon by now, so the atmosphere in the main hall must be very quiet … She was truly very worried!

"The prince has our men on his side, as well as those from the Vengeance Underworld Palace. They won't be in any danger!" Xiao Fangzi lowered his eyes indifferently.

"But …."

"Please return to the palace." Xiao Fangzi turned and said coldly.

"Xiao Fangzi!" Luoluo clenched her teeth and glared at him. "Aren't you worried about the cold? He is your master! "

"It is precisely because he is my master that I have to listen to my master's words and watch over you and the Young Prince from here. You are not allowed to take a step outside!"

"But here I am!" "I want to go and have a look!" Luoluo pouted, feeling very wronged in her heart. The cold was not dead, why was Xiao Fangzi still unable to speak properly to her?

"What's the use of going to see a woman with a child in her arms?" "I believe in my lord, that he can take care of everything!" Xiao Fangzi frowned, why is this woman so annoying now?

"I …." "Even if I can't help, at least I can stand by and watch him." The Luoluo lowered her head, and suddenly said something very, very soft. She couldn't help but ask Xiao Fangzi to turn around and look at her dejected expression.

"Yan Er will not cause trouble for Father either!" Steamed Bun suddenly turned his head and loudly said.

Looking at the Young Prince that was almost carved out from the same mold as Ming Liehan, Xiao Fangzi frowned even more.

"Aren't you in a hurry, standing here?" Don't you want to help him with something? What's the use of watching me here? Who can come and hurt me? I assume you already know who planned all this! Do you think he has the heart to touch me now? "Instead of watching us, mother and son, we should go to the great hall together to help Chilling Cold!"

Xiao Fangzi frowned, he lowered his head, and did not speak any further.

Seeing that the time was right, Luoluo immediately held Steamed Bun tight and rushed out.

"Princess …" The guards at the side wanted to catch up.

"Xiao Fangzi suddenly raised his hand, and said indifferently:" No need to chase after his, just let her be. "

"But we …."

"We'll go to the prince, and she's right. Instead of waiting here and watching the situation, maybe there's something we can help with." Xiao Fangzi sighed.

"So you were willing to show up?" Ming Liehan, dressed in a golden silk black robe and with a simple dragon crown on her head, sat on the dragon throne coldly as she looked at the black clothed person standing in the middle of the hall.

"It seems like you have recovered your memory!" The black clothed man spoke indifferently, and in the blink of an eye, he looked at the eunuch who was chanting the title of Princess Gabriella as her successor. He had to admit that he'd fallen into a trap today.

If he wasn't too nervous about these things, he wouldn't have needed to expose the scheme that he had plotted for so many years.

Ming Liehan scoffed, "You did your best to stop me from marrying the Princess Gabriella because you were afraid that I would think of the past if I were to spend too much time with her."

The black clothed man did not say a word, and only stared at Ming Liehan who was seated on the dragon throne.

"You don't have to, I know." Ming Liehan did not wait for him to reply as she sneered. The palace guards around him had already surrounded the black clothed man, and no matter what methods he used, he would not be able to escape.

Luoluo ran out from behind and quietly landed in the hidden door behind the Dragon Throne, she stretched out her head and looked at the scene outside.

It was as if they and Ming Liehan had been standing like this for a long time. What were they doing? They hadn't started fighting yet, neither had they died nor had they suffered any injuries. Although she also hoped that she wouldn't see any dead bodies, what was the point of staying silent for now?

"Mother!" "What is father doing?" Steamed Bun looked at Ming Liehan who was standing in front of the Dragon Throne with dignity.

"Brat, shut up!" Luoluo hurriedly covered Steamed Bun's mouth. She ran out but didn't want to give Ming Liehan any inconvenience, so she only wanted to hide and watch the battle. Who knew that Steamed Bun wouldn't understand anything?

Hearing Steamed Bun's voice, Ming Liehan's entire body shook, but sshe did not turn her head to look. Just by listening to the voice, he was able to tell that the mother and son pair were behind him.

The black clothed man also frowned at the same time. A light flashed past his eyes and he sneered at the figure behind Ming Liehan's dragon throne.

As if he had noticed the black clothed man's gaze, Ming Liehan paused for a moment, then said coldly: "There's no escape, why are you trying to think of a way to escape? "From what you know about me, you should know if the person I've set up will let you go."

The black clothed man sneered and continued to look in the direction of Luoluo and Steamed Bun.

Sensing the gaze of the black clothed man, Luoluo was first slightly shocked, but then she immediately turned and ran away.

Unexpectedly, the black clothed man saw her leave the dragon throne behind Ming Liehan, and ran towards the side. Seeing the chance, he suddenly turned, and under Ming Liehan's surprise, snatched the bun from her arms.

"Steamed Bun!" Luoluo was stunned, looking at her suddenly empty bosom in fear.

Steamed Bun's shout came from afar.

"Steamed Bun!" Luoluo immediately reacted over and stared wide-eyed at the black clothed man who was once again surrounded and Steamed Bun who was shouting in fear in his embrace.

Ming Liehan frowned, she suddenly went forward and coldly looked at him: "Release the child!"

"You miscalculated another move!" The black clothed man laughed coldly and turned around, looking at the guards and the officials watching him: "Officials of Chou Ming Country, do you want to know who is standing in front of you right now? You know what? the King that came back more than a year ago is not the real Chou Yan? "

As expected, the group of officials suddenly turned their gaze to Ming Liehan's body.

Ming Liehan was not alarmed by the change and only looked at the child in the arms of the black clothed man! No matter what, between Yan Er and Luoluo, no one could be harmed!

"He is our king!" Suddenly, someone shouted.

"He's not." While holding onto the crying bun, the black clothed man looked at Ming Liehan coldly: "He is the Ming Ri Dynasty's Icy King Lord! I presume everyone has heard of the fact that Ming Liehan and Chou Yan look similar? " The man in black chuckled.

"This …." Someone began to whisper among themselves.

"And the child in my hand is his own son!" If you don't believe me, I will kill this child! "Let's see what Ming Liehan can do to me." As she spoke, the black-clothed person suddenly lifted up Steamed Bun high.

"No!" Luoluo screamed, and pushed away the guards in front of him, wanting to run in.

Ming Liehan, on the other hand, jumped up ahead of her. When the black clothed man was not prepared for this, she pulled out her sword and attacked the black clothed man.

The man in black dodged, but the cloth covering his face was successfully removed. Ming Liehan and Luoluo froze at the same time, and the black-clothed man also quickly turned around, not allowing them to see his face.

Steamed Bun was still being held up by him. He was so scared that his face was red from crying. He shouted, "Mother …" "Mother …"

"Yan Er is not afraid!" "Mother will save you right now!"

The black-clothed man lowered his head, his back facing them and sneering, "Now, you see?" How much does Ming Liehan care about this child? She would rather reveal her identity than let the child get hurt. "

"Really?" He actually pretended to be the King … "Damn it!"

Steamed Bun yelled. He lowered his head and wanted to bite the black-clothed man's arm, but the black-clothed man suddenly paused. He lifted his eyes and looked coldly at Steamed Bun, who was dishonestly trying to resist.

Luoluo suddenly stood out, "Don't hurt him! Ming Xianchen! "You are his real uncle!"

Instantly, the entire palace went silent.

The man in black stood there stiffly. Steamed Bun also lowered his head in astonishment, looking at Uncle Lian Chen's face.

A sigh that sounded like it was out of helplessness suddenly came from the main hall …

Luoluo turned her head, looking at Ming Liehan who was frowning and sighing.

She knew that Ming Liehan thought of her brotherly relationship, and did not want to reveal everything. She also knew that what Ming Liehan had done today was not to kill him, but to capture him, so that he would not hurt anyone again.

But, the one Ming Xianchen wanted to hurt now was her son! She could not do it, he could not endure as Ming Liehan had done!

The figure of the black clothed man slightly changed. He turned his head and looked at Luoluo in disbelief.

When they truly saw that familiar face, everyone gasped in shock. Luoluo bit her lips as she felt that the truth was actually as cruel as they had imagined.

"Xiao Chen, Steamed Bun is your nephew, so don't hurt him!" Luoluo looked at him fixedly.

"He is not, he is not my nephew." Ming Xianchen suddenly looked down coldly at the teary bun that was looking at him.

"Why not?" Luoluo was not shocked by Ming Xianchen's words, but like Ming Liehan, she looked at Ming Xianchen who was standing in front of her with heartache.

She had almost understood everything, as well as the cold.

She just wanted to hear what Fushe had to say. It was because he was the first to know everything and was also the first to start his revenge …

Ming Xianchen frowned, he closed his eyes and did not say anything.

He should have long known that Luoluo and Ming Liehan had long guessed his identity.

Suddenly, Luoluo took out a history book from her sleeve. She asked someone to bring this over for her. Ming Liehan probably had also seen these things, which was why she had been so worried about them these past few days.

Seeing the thing in Luoluo's hand, Ming Xianchen's face became even uglier.

"You knew from the beginning that the chill was not your own brother?" Luoluo opened her eyes wide. Even if the child was in Xiao Chen's hands, even if she was extremely worried, Ming Liehan was standing right behind her. She wanted to give herself courage.

Ming Xianchen frowned as he looked at Luoluo.