The carriage slowly stopped in front of a large house. The old Uncle Fu took the lead and jumped off the carriage. Two servants immediately came to stop the horses in front of the house and put down the short stool for the young miss and the rest to get off.
Mu Tu followed behind the Uncle Fu, and looked at the large courtyard house in front of him with interest. This seemed to be a unified housing area for officials, and in front of the house there was only the words "Huang Residence".
Her voice was very calm, but her manners seemed to reveal a coldness that could not be seen from a thousand miles away, this calm just happened to make Miss Huang angry, and for the first time in his life, he doubted his own appearance, am I not beautiful?
"Reporting to the Lord, I am raised in the Ku Hai City." Mu Tu looked at Master Huang in front of him and felt his heart soften. For some reason, he felt that he was very familiar with this Master Huang.
"Master, Hui Hui has just returned, let's talk over dinner," Mrs Huang held her daughter's hand and turned to look at Mu Tu who was beside her. Suddenly, her hands trembled, and she let go of her daughter's hands, and ran over to Mu Tu, one of her hands touching Mu Tu's face.
"Child, it seems … does he think that you …" Mrs Huang's tears could not help but flow down.
"Madam, he's still a child. Calm down first," said Master Huang in a soft voice as he took a step forward and hugged her tightly.
"Calm down, how can I be calm? You promised me all these years, you promised me all this. "Elder sister, she …"
"Shut up, Hui Hui, you will bring this Young Master Mu to the great hall for dinner. Uncle Fu will arrange a room for you, I will help my wife rest." The Master Huang instructed Miss Huang Huihui and the others.
"I won't go, I won't go! You promised me! You promised me!" Mrs Huang seemed to have lost control of her mind and become extremely hysterical. However, Master Huang still managed to carry her into the backyard, and before he left, he smiled apologetically at Mu Tu.
Mrs Huang and Master Huang seemed to be very concerned about his face. Could it be that he looked very much like someone they knew, or that they knew the whereabouts of his parents?
In the backyard, Mrs Huang was lying on her daughter's bed and crying softly. She was tightly holding a silk roll in her hand.
"Shuyi, you are being reckless, the crown prince is long gone, he is dead, this is what the emperor said himself. Shengong's cannot bring it up, it is a taboo, not only for His Majesty, but also for that group of people." Huang Jueweng's voice was a little cold, but he stepped forward and gently pulled the Mrs Huang into his embrace.
"But" Shuyi seemed as if she wanted to say something but was cut off by Huang Jueweng.
"There are no buts, we can't burden that child. If he wants to go to Martial House, then so be it. I can't let you destroy his plans, and that kid can't immediately confirm that it's that child."
"Strategy, what strategy does he have that his wife and children cannot be protected, he still dares to say that it is a strategy, the entire world belongs to him, what is he afraid of, or does he really believe that the Shengong's's power is great, and deliberately used that group of people to destroy the Shenjun's bloodline. After all, it's not like he has the Martial House under his control for one or two days. " The Mrs Huang seemed to be overly sad and depressed, spitting out many secrets.
"Even if you want to die, you have to consider our daughter Hui Hui. Be cautious, His Majesty has his reasons for everything, we can only live on happily."
"You are still as timid as ever. When the Shengong's was massacred, you have to be careful. When the Hubai Army was framed, you made it so that the Big Bear died in battle. Just what are you afraid of?" Mrs Huang seemed to be a little hysterical, almost scolding Huang Jueweng for calling him trash.
"Sigh, Shuyi, you should know that the power of your arm is not enough. Those members of the Lv Village have long infiltrated into the various ministries of the imperial court, and some people have the highest authority. I am just an assistant minister, what methods do I have?" Huang Jueweng frowned and patted Mrs Huang's shoulder.
All these years, I dreamed of the elder sister, who was asking me why I couldn't take good care of her child. She was blaming me, right, it was all my fault, if I had been braver back then, she wouldn't have been forced to die. Mrs Huang suddenly grabbed her head and shouted. Her emotions fluctuated greatly, and Huang Jueweng had no choice but to worry about her body.
"Shuyi, don't think about it, don't think about it, it's a political massacre, the Shengong's's tragic death is inevitable, if that child wants to enter the Martial House, we need to pay more attention, and after hearing that the Dragon Clan has always been by the crown prince's side, as long as we pay attention, we can determine whether or not that child has such a person by his side. Shuyi, take a good rest first. We'll find out eventually. "