Inside the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Mo Qingyue was dressed in black clothes, which made him even more handsome and beautiful. Prime Minister Mu stood in front of him, not even daring to sit down.

"Prime Minister Mu, you also know the purpose of my visit today. Please tell me, Prime Minister Mu." Playing with an emerald green jade ring in his hand, Mo Qingyue had no expression on his face, but there was a hint of expectation in his dark eyes.

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Ever since he ascended the throne, Mu Ling'er disappeared silently, as if he had never been in this world.

Mo Qingyue knew that Mu Ling'er was avoiding him and didn't want to see him again.

Prime Minister Mu was silent for a long time, and finally said slowly: "Your Majesty, let the past matter go by. Ling'er has gone to a very far away place now and is living a good life alone. Your Majesty doesn't need to worry anymore."

Prime Minister Mu could never let go of Mo Qingyue's attitude towards Mu Ling'er. He was a minister, but he was also a father.

"Prime Minister Mu, do you think I really know nothing about the emperor's brother?" His eyes suddenly turned cold, and Mo Qingyue seemed to be able to see through Prime Minister Mu's thoughts.

Prime Minister Mu was shocked, looked at Mo Qingyue with a pair of cloudy eyes, and said vaguely: "Your Majesty, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

"Prime Minister Mu, on the day of Brother Huang's funeral, someone came back and reported to me that the coffin was much lighter, as if there was no one inside..." At this point, Mo Qingyue paused, waiting for Prime Minister Mu's words.

reaction.

A burst of cold sweat broke out from Prime Minister Mu's head. He kept wiping it, but the cold sweat became more and more. Finally, Prime Minister Mu knelt on the ground with a plop and said in fear: "Your Majesty, I deserve death for my crime.

You deserve to die!"

"Prime Minister Mu, in the past, no ministers were allowed to participate in the funerals of emperors. If I can leave this matter to you, I have already acquiesced in what you want to do. Don't you understand?" Mo Qingyue's face showed

, a faint smile appeared.

Prime Minister Mu was stunned at first, and then said with a look of realization on his face, "Your Majesty, thank you for your help!"

He thought he could hide everything by sending Mo Zhengxuan out of the palace, but he didn't expect that Mo Qingyue knew everything.

"Prime Minister Mu, even if this is the case, are you still unwilling to tell me the direction of Ling'er?" Looking down at Prime Minister Mu who was kneeling on the ground, Mo Qingyue's voice had a hint of helplessness.

Prime Minister Mu lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I am a loyal minister and have always taken the lead in national affairs. However, I can't help the Emperor in this matter. I am afraid I can only rely on the Emperor himself."

Mo Qingyue looked at Prime Minister Mu steadily, finally let out a long sigh, and said helplessly: "Okay, I won't ask anymore."

After finishing speaking, Mo Qingyue turned and left, leaving Prime Minister Mu with a lonely figure.

Five years later.

In a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, a young woman in her twenties, holding a pink and jade-carved child in her hand, slowly walked towards the busy city.

"Mom, why do other children have fathers, but Zichen doesn't?" The child raised his pink face and suddenly flashed a pair of big, bright and deep eyes, curiously asking the woman beside him.

The woman was dressed in plain and ordinary clothes, but they could not hide her beautiful face. Seeing the child asking, a trace of loneliness flashed across her face, and she finally said softly to the child beside her: "Zi Chen, your father is far away.

It won’t take long for you to see the place.”

"Mom, do you still remember what my father looks like?" The child named Zichen seemed not satisfied with the woman's answer and asked the next question.

There was pain in the woman's eyes, but she still said patiently: "Zi Chen, you look similar to your father. If you look at yourself, you will know what your father looks like."

"So that means Zichen's father is very good-looking?" With a confident smile on his beautiful and clear face, the child named Zichen said in a sweet voice.

Just as the woman was about to speak, she saw a group of people riding horses galloping towards them. Many of the people in the riot had no time to dodge and were soon trampled to the ground by the hoofs of the horses, letting out bursts of wailing.

"Mom, who are these people and why are they so vicious?" Zichen had never seen such a scene before. He was so frightened that he hid in the woman's arms and trembled.

The woman's bright eyes looked at the group of people in brocade clothes, and she quickly lowered her head and said to the child in her arms: "Zichen, don't talk, let's wait until they pass before we leave. These are all bad people!"

It was the first time that he saw his mother so nervous. Zichen hid in her arms and nodded heavily, so scared that he didn't even dare to express his anger.

A little girl about the same age as Zichen seemed to be overwhelmed by this terrifying formation. She stood blankly in the street, not even reacting at all to the speeding horse.

"Be careful!" The woman couldn't help it anymore. She put Zichen aside, rushed to the bewildered little girl, and hugged her into her arms.

As soon as she left the middle of the street with the little girl in her arms, she saw the team of people already galloping over, only a few inches away from the woman and the little girl, and they barely managed to pass by.

Zichen screamed in fright, and his heart almost stopped beating.

The group of cavalry that had already passed them stopped instantly. The man in brocade clothes at the head turned the horse's head and walked to the side of the woman and Zichen.

"Go, bring this child back to the palace for me, General!" The leader of the Jinyi people stared at Zichen for a long time, a burst of ecstasy flashed in his eyes, and he immediately ordered the Jinyi people beside him.

Several men in brocade clothes immediately flew off their horses and grabbed Zichen, who was just at a loss, into their arms.

After hearing the words of the leader in brocade clothes, the woman's beautiful little face immediately turned pale. She put down the little girl in her arms and rushed over to snatch Zichen back.

"What are you doing? Zichen is my child, and you are robbing my child!" Facing the imposing man in brocade riding a horse, the thin woman showed no fear on her face.

When the leader in Jinyi saw the woman, he seemed to flinch, but soon he cursed fearlessly: "Who do you think you are? It is his blessing that the general likes this child. If you keep pestering me like this, why don't you?"

If you are clear, believe it or not, this general will kill you!"

"I don't care what kind of general you are, I just ask you to return my child to me!" The woman was not afraid of the threats from the leader in brocade clothes. Although her beautiful face had scars, she had a serious look on her face.

I don't know why, although this woman was wearing ordinary common clothes, she exuded a dignity that was hard to see directly, which made the group of people in brocade clothes hesitate.

Zichen finally recovered from the shock just now, stretched out his little hand to the woman, and cried out: "Mother, I don't want to leave my mother, I want to be with my mother!"

Seeing his constant struggle, the man in Jinyi who was holding him finally stretched out his hand impatiently and said in a cold voice: "If you continue to be so ignorant, I don't mind using a way to calm you down."

"You dare?" The child named Zichen was crying. Hearing this, he turned his head, and his beautiful little face was so cold and cold that the man in brocade clothes froze his hand that was already raised high.

In mid-air, don't dare to fall.

There was joy in the eyes of the leader of the man in brocade clothes, and he sneered at the woman who kept throwing herself at the child: "I tell you, no matter what you do today, I will take care of this child. Come here,

Send this woman away!"

Immediately, several other men in brocade clothes came down, stepped forward, grabbed the woman's arm, and dragged her back with all her strength. The woman's face was full of unwillingness, and she shouted sternly: "Zichen, my child, my child."

child……"

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry back to the palace and report back to the Queen!" Seeing the woman being pulled away by his men, the leader in brocade clothes waved his riding crop and said.

He gave an order, and a pair of men in brocade clothes rode away, leaving only a cloud of dust.

The woman was thrown to the ground so hard that stars appeared in her eyes, but she struggled to crawl towards the direction of the horse team and murmured: "My child, my child..."

At this time, only those who had been scared out of their wits dared to gather around and persuade the woman to accept her fate.

Judging from the costumes of that team, they must be from the capital. They are just ordinary people. How can they fight with people from the capital?

The woman stood up unsteadily from the ground, looked at the dust rising in the distance, a look of determination appeared on her beautiful face, and murmured: "Zi Chen, mother will definitely find you back."

Two months later.

At the canonization banquet of the new emperor's beloved son, all the civil and military officials were dressed extremely grandly and congratulated Mo Qingyue and Shangguan Youlan, who were all smiling.

Sitting among them was a child with pink makeup and beautiful eyes. His eyebrows and eyebrows were very similar to Mo Qingyue's. Under his long and thick eyelashes, he had a pair of big eyes as clear as morning dew, which made everyone unable to move their eyes away.

Head.

"Congratulations to the emperor and his son on their reunion." All civil and military officials knelt down and said in unison: "Congratulations to His Royal Highness on the canonization ceremony."

In Mo Qingyue's dark eyes, it was difficult to conceal the joy. He slowly stretched out his hand and raised it slightly, "Dear ladies, I am reunited with the emperor today, and it is the ceremony of the emperor's canonization. It is a happy day. I hope you all

My dear, don’t be restrained and have fun!”

Prime Minister Mu stood up and said: "Your Majesty, in order to celebrate the reunion of the Emperor and the Crown Prince, I have prepared some small programs. I hope the Emperor and the Crown Prince will be happy after watching them."

"Oh, the Prime Minister is really interested." Mo Qingyue turned to look at the child sitting in the middle, and said softly: "Your Majesty, are you happy that Father shows you the show?"

The child said respectfully: "Since it is the heart of my father and all the ministers, I will naturally be happy to see it."
Chapter completed!