King Yin was lazy, which made Qin Muyu very busy.
I took Tuoba Mo back to my tent, but this little guy was too lively, chirping like a parrot:
"Wow, there's a roasted rabbit, brother, can I have a sip of wine?"
"Can't!"
How old is he?
Tuoba Mo's expression darkened, and the corners of his mouth slowly shrank, "I lost my mother when I was young, and no one loved me, and no one spoiled me..."
"Then drink half a cup."
"Brother is the best!"
Tuoba Mo climbed up the chair using his hands and feet, picked up the roasted rabbit leg, tore off a piece, put it in his mouth, and took a sip of wine.
Tsk!
That posture of enjoyment and the laziness in his eyes and brows were surprisingly similar to those of King Yin.
Qin Muyu sat aside, picked up a book and flipped through it, waiting for King Yin to send someone to pick him up.
"Brother, you are so handsome, even more handsome than my father."
Qin Muyu raised his head:
"Don't use that word to describe a man."
"Got it, pretty brother."
He was silent.
"Brother, you know my father, so do you know why he comes here every day?"
Because he is bored.
He requested negotiations every now and then, and when we met, we didn't talk about business but just chatted.
That man is really idle.
"have no idea."
"You didn't know? That's a shame. Father said he made a good friend. I thought my brother knew him."
Qin Muyu paused holding the book, "He... said that?"
"Yes! Father never lies."
Tuoba Mo bit the rabbit leg and said in a tender voice:
"In the past, many people wanted to make friends with our father and curry favor with him, but they couldn't even get through the front door of our house."
Qin Muyu lowered his eyes and looked at the pages of the book. He curled the pages with his fingertips and then opened them.
Suddenly he stood up and walked out.
"Where are you going, brother?"
"See if your father has sent someone to pick you up? Just stay here obediently." Qin Muyu lifted the curtain, and Wang Heng outside came over immediately.
"Major General."
"Has King Yin sent anyone?"
“No.”
Qin Muyu frowned, "Did you send the message?"
"It has been delivered as you ordered, but King Yin has not sent anyone to pick up the child."
this?
What do you mean?
King Yin had only this one son, so it was impossible for him not to value him.
"Perhaps the message has not been delivered yet and something went wrong. Send another courier to deliver the message."
"yes!"
Wang Heng will do it right away.
After waiting for about half an hour, it was late at night, but King Yin's men still hadn't arrived. Instead, the little guy kept yawning. After eating and drinking, he was already very sleepy:
"Brother, can A-Mo sleep with you tonight?"
"Can't!"
He was stunned, looking at the man's resolute face, his eyes slowly turned red: "Brother, how come you are like father, you don't want Ah Mo? I lost my mother when I was young, no one loves me... At this moment, my mother must be worried in heaven..."
"..."
Qin Muyu has never taken care of a child.
Are all kids nowadays so troublesome?
When Ali was a child...oh, don't mention it, this child is much more obedient than Ali was when he was a child.
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The capital of the Southern Barbarian Kingdom.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, for finding the eldest prince!"
"Welcome the great prince back to the court!"
The palace was brightly lit with candles at night, and every palace was illuminated as brilliantly as the day. At the luxurious palace banquet, all the officials knelt on the ground in a huge crowd, and their uniform voices reached the sky.
Tonight, the King of Nanman specially prepared a banquet for the eldest prince to celebrate his ancestry.
On the high seat, the Nanman King was wearing a dark brown embroidered dragon robe, looking flamboyant yet somewhat sinister, and he raised his glass and laughed:
“Stand up!”
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"Twenty-three years ago, when the queen was about to give birth, the midwife and the secret enemy teamed up to cause the eldest prince to become a wanderer among the people. Since then, his whereabouts have been unknown. Twenty-three years have passed in the blink of an eye. Now, I have finally found my biological bloodline!"
The young man sitting next to him stood up and raised his glass to the Nanman King:
"I am fortunate to have returned home. In the future, I will be filial to my father and help him solve his problems!"
"Okay, haha, good boy."
Tuoba Yang turned around and sat down.
Next comes the gift-giving part.
The chief eunuch held the book and read aloud one by one:
"The Prime Minister presents me with a pair of poison-proof chopsticks. May the prince be healthy forever!"
"General Xuanwei presents me with a bow and arrow made from white tiger tendons. I hope that the eldest prince can stabilize the country with his literary skills and his military skills, and the people will support him!"
"Your Excellency, Minister, hereby..."
Every time something was read aloud, the discussion in the hall became louder, and the powerful officials raised their glasses to toast the king and the eldest prince.
The chief eunuch read aloud:
"Lord Jiang, I offer you..."
"How can such a beautiful day be without me, Tuoba Mingyue!"
Amid the noisy atmosphere, a cold female voice pierced through with great penetrating power, like a magic needle that stabilised the sea, piercing the center of the hall, causing everyone's voices to stop abruptly and they all turned their heads to look.
Princess!
It’s actually a princess!
Many people stood up:
"Why is the princess back?"
"She is not trapped in Lancheng..."
"she……"
A long red carpet stretched all the way to the outside of the palace. At the end of the red carpet, a slender woman stood alone, holding a gift box in her hand, walking towards them step by step with steady steps.
The Nanman King frowned slightly:
"You're coming back, why didn't I receive the message?"
Tuoba Mingyue's gaze passed through the crowd, looking straight at the father whom he once loved, respected, and regarded as heaven. He raised the corners of his lips, and his words were as calm as a pool of stagnant water:
"All my men are trapped in Lancheng, but I don't want to delay brother's good days, so I rushed back alone to congratulate brother."
Walk to the hall.
Stop.
She stood alone in the middle of the crowd, her back straight as if several meters tall, her eyes fixed directly at the young man sitting above her:
"Congratulations, brother!"
Tuoba Yang first glanced at the Nanman King, and after getting his permission, he stood up and said:
"I have heard about my sister being trapped in Lancheng. I wanted to send troops to support her after this period of time, but I didn't expect that my sister has already returned."
Inside the palace, there was a rustling sound:
"Princess, more than 100,000 soldiers were killed or wounded in this battle. What qualifications does she have to lead the army to fight?"
“Who will support her?”
"As a woman, she should get married, have children, and raise children in the backyard to serve her husband and parents-in-law. How can she be so frivolous all day long?"
"Before, we didn't have a prince, so we had no choice but to support her, but now that the king has found the prince, the princess should naturally return all the power in her hands..."
Many fragmented words reached Tuoba Mingyue's ears.
Every word and every phrase is so aggressive.
Tuoba Mingyue stood there calmly, as if he had heard nothing, glancing around, taking in everyone's face, their expressions and appearance.
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