Chapter 584

"The child is just a little weaker. What's wrong with him..."

in the middle of the conversation, yuan Qingwan suddenly responded and immediately stopped talking.

If the orphans are not ill and without the protection of their parents, they are afraid that they will be treated as a meal for others when those people outside are so hungry that they lose their humanity...

thinking of this, yuan Qingwan suddenly understands the reason why yue'er's face is smeared with these useless white powder.

People who are sick dare not be approached by others.

"Although the old businessman wants Yueer to provide for his old age, he is afraid that others will know Yueer is not ill. He must be very strict with Yueer."

Yuan Qing sighs in the evening.

Think about those aristocratic ladies in the imperial city. They are just like Yueer. They are the treasure of the family. How do they need to be so grey in order to survive.

"Every man has his own destiny. Since she was born in such a place, she is destined to bear these things. There is no need to pity her."

Seeing that yuanqingwan seems to be in love with this little girl, murongqing opens her mouth. Originally, she wants to comfort yuanqingwan, but what she gets is yuanqingwan's disdain for him.

"The big prince was born in the royal family. Naturally, he doesn't pity the little child's life. If there is nothing wrong, please come back."

In the eyes of these nobles, human lives are like weeds. Except for themselves, when did they pity the lives of others?

Murongqing doesn't understand why yuan Qingwan suddenly turns cold to him. Does yuan Qingwan mean something when he says these words?

"You mean this little thing? Or is it the spirit wine of the national master of Lingling kingdom again

Murongqing didn't know how to explain to yuan Qingwan that he would kill the man named lingjiu at the beginning, which was a complete accident.

If he didn't want to mention the name, yuan Qingwan's eyebrows immediately wrinkled, and his eyes were stained with a trace of hatred.

"You have no right to call him by his name."

It's spirit wine. It's good spirit wine for her, spirit wine killed by murongqing...

"if I do it again, I will never kill him by mistake, not because he doesn't deserve to die, but because I don't want to see you hate me so much for this person."

The words buried in the bottom of my heart for a long time, murongqing finally couldn't help saying it.

In his opinion, Su Beimo, who was far away from the imperial capital, was not an opponent; Su Zilin, who was an ally of barbarians but a rival in love with him, was not something he needed to care about; only this dead spirit wine was the one who cared about most in Yuan Qing Dynasty.

After all, he did not understand the late Yuan Dynasty, nor did he understand how lingjiu and subeimo were in different positions but equally important.

The weather in this nameless village has changed a lot. When the rain stops in the early morning, the dark clouds disperse, and the sky seems to clear up. It's only two hours later that the dark clouds press down on the city, and it's a downpour that can't see the end at a glance.

The boatman murongqing took with him seemed to be an experienced veteran. He had expected that it would be sunny on the third or fourth of this day. Now seeing the heavy rain, he said that it would take at least half a month to sail.

In this regard, the late Yuan Qing Dynasty was naturally more happy than anyone else. Although it was boring to be trapped here, she was given enough time to plan how to escape.

Yueer still doesn't want to leave Yuanqing's room. Even if Yuanqing wants to take her out of the room, she doesn't want to step out of the room. It seems that there is a flood outside the room.

Strange to say, the old man didn't show that his family had lost people when he sent them things. Although he was separated by a door, Yuan Qing's heart sneered when he heard the old man saying hello to the guard at the door.

"I'm not worried about losing my child."

Yue'er is still sleeping. Zhiyuan has woken up. Knowing that everything is a misunderstanding, she is still afraid to get close to yue'er. She only stands far away to wait on her.

At this time, she didn't hear yuan Qingwan's sneer. A shadow suddenly appeared in the room, which frightened her again.

"Maybe this person just doesn't want others to find that there is a small one in the house. It's not that he doesn't want to look for it. He doesn't dare to look for it openly."

Strange voice, Yuan Qing evening also was suddenly appeared in the room of people startled, in a twinkling of an eye, it is Murong Qing side that deputy night owl.

"When did you come in? What do you want to do in such a furtive way? And this is my room. Who gave you the courage to break in? "

This person suddenly silent don't know where to come in, Yuan Qing evening heart suddenly came gas.

Is it difficult for murongqing to send this person to spy on her?

In the face of a series of questions in the late Yuan Dynasty, the owl did not move his eyebrows.

"I came in long ago. You were so fascinated by the speech outside that you didn't see me. This is what your highness asked me to bring, madam. It's hot. "

The night owl said, his hand moved, and a food box was put on the round table in the room. He didn't know where he took it from. The late Yuan and Qing Dynasties really admired the ability of these dark guards and lieutenants to hide things.However, how could yuan Qing pay attention to him? He looked at the owl with a bad look. With a wave of his hand, there was a strange smell in the air. Zhiyuan thought the smell was good, but the owl changed his face.

"You are a cruel woman

With the sound disappear together, there is the figure of the owl.

Yuan Qing gave a sneer in the evening. Before the owl left, she took it as a compliment.

Although she was coerced to stay here, she was not at the mercy of others. She was full of poisons, like the powder that was only useful for people with advanced internal skills. She was full of poisons. If the night owl dared to come uninvited again, it would not be as simple as making him unable to lift internal power for a few days.

"What's this? It smells good."

Zhiyuan can't help but suck, smelling the fragrance in the air, like a garden in early spring.

Yuan Qing picked eyebrows in the evening.

"If you like, I'll transfer some for you in the future."

It smells good. It can defend itself when necessary.

Zhiyuan is naturally the happiest. However, even the indigo naturalis on one side hastily asked for one.

Murongqing sent the owl a fresh fish soup. After smelling it, he knew that it was made by the cook he had brought with him. In the evening of Yuanqing, he was still angry. He picked up the spoon and ate it. The taste was mellow and sweet. For a person who didn't eat much lunch, it was delicious.

Speaking of lunch, after listening to what murongqing said about what happened in the village in the past, Yuanqing didn't want to eat anything given by the owner of the house. She didn't touch anything except a few mouthfuls of tasteless porridge.

In the afternoon, yue'er finally wakes up. Yuan Qingwan gives her a pulse. The little girl seems very surprised. For the first time she sees the appearance of a woman doctor, she takes yuan Qingwan to ask questions. She believes everything yuan Qingwan says. When yuan Qingwan asks her to wash things off her face, she nods her head without hesitation.

After washing away the flour, the three women in the room found that Yuer was really pretty. If she was not too thin to have any flesh on her face, she would not have been inferior to any other girl she had seen in the evening of Yuan Qing Dynasty.

"When I grow up in the future, I will be a beautiful woman again!"

Seeing the lovely appearance of yue'er, Zhiyuan was not afraid of her. She came forward and touched her cheek and began to laugh.

Yuan Qingwan agreed with her.

"She's a beauty. She's just a little weak. Go and tell the cook beside murongqing that she's making something light and tonic these days. Such a small child can't fall ill."

"Yes."

"Shuqiu, how's it going?"

In the imperial library, after reading the last Memorial, Su Beimo raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows. His eyes were full of fatigue.

He hasn't closed his eyes for three days. The things he has dealt with these days can only be dealt with in the past half a month. Shuqiu can't guess his master's mind, and he doesn't know why the emperor is so desperate to deal with these things. However, no matter what the emperor wants to do, he will never leave the emperor.

"In reply to the emperor, there is something strange about the identity of the son of Qianyuan in Manyi kingdom. He is the son of the king of Manyi. His mother is a concubine in the house of Qianyuan, but his name is not right and his words are not right. All the time, he can only face the world as the son of Qianyuan."

In the barbarian Kingdom, when it comes to Qianyuan's son, it is the existence of murongqing, the great prince of barbarians. Everyone knows that there is a famous little son in Qianyuan palace, but few people know his real life.

Su Beimo sneered: "I guess it's true. If this man is not his blood, how can he let him have enough power to fight against murongqing? "

Shuqiu nodded. He was surprised by the result of exploration, but it's normal for the royal family to have some Xinmi in it.

"According to the current situation, Murong Yong, the Barbarian King, seems to be more partial to his little son. In addition to the 100000 soldiers who were under murongqing's command in the war with murongqing, almost all the other forces of the barbarians were given to Qianyuan Shizi by the Barbarian King. In Yandu City, there are even rumors that the Barbarian King intends to pass the throne to Qianyuan Shizi. In the imperial court, the Barbarian king has not explained this directly. "

There is a man in the barbarian Kingdom who is equal to murongqing in strength and is murongqing's biggest enemy. This news is undoubtedly good news for them.

But Su Beimo, who had been listening to the report from Shuqiu, shook his head.

"If you really love him, you should correct the name of Qianyuan's son and let him recognize his ancestors instead of holding the power as a little son. Even if he ascends the throne in the future, it's not a good name. Which father who really loves his son would do such a thing? He gave the power to Qian Yuan for fear that it was just to restrain Murong Qing. "

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