Nan Fengling glanced at him secretly and continued: "Don't think that just because you can walk from Beidi to the capital, running away is nothing. You must be able to protect the people you like, whether it's your mother or someone else. You Mianmian, you are here alone now, have you ever thought about your mother?"
"If your father really takes in a new person, your mother will not only be sad, but also worried about where you will go."
Xiao Qing'er took her words and said, "I heard from Aunt Wanchun that my father no longer plans to have any more concubines."
Nan Fengling slapped him on the back of the head, "Your father is a king. If he doesn't take a concubine now, there's no guarantee that he won't take a concubine in the future. Is it possible that you want to run away and threaten them again?"
"When the time comes, your father will have other sons who will not look down on you at all, and your mother will completely fall out of favor and shed tears every day."
Although her words were a little cruel, they were all true. She herself was born in a royal family, so she could relate to the bitterness.
Not everyone is the prince Zhou Ruiyuan, whether he is a poor scholar or a distinguished prince, he always treats his wife as always.
Xiao Qing'er immediately showed panic. He was still a child after all. When Nan Feng Ling said this, he became really worried, "Then what should I do?" ?.?????.???
Nan Fengling thought for a while and said patiently: "As the saying goes, the mother is more valuable than the son. If you do a good job as the crown prince of Beidi and inherit the throne in the future, even if your father takes another concubine, no one will dare to bully your mother."
After hearing this, Xiao Qing'er's eyes gradually dimmed, "If I had known this, I might as well have stayed in Changliu Village."
Nan Fengling was amused by him, "If you really continue to be a gangster in Changliu Village, in more than ten years, you will have to watch Xiao Mianmian marry someone else."
Xiao Qing'er was startled. In his little mind, there was no such thing as marrying someone or not, whether he liked her or not. He just wanted to be with Xiao Mianmian all the time, taking care of her and protecting her.
Just like before in Changliu Village.
Nan Fengling's words touched his heart every time.
He asked: "As long as I can go back and be the prince, will I have the opportunity to return to her again in the future?"
Nan Fengling nodded, "That's right."
Xiao Qing'er immediately gained the fighting spirit. He stood up and said firmly: "Okay, I'll go back."
Nan Fengling smiled and said, "Your parents will probably come in two days. You should have a good rest these days."
Xiao Qinger nodded obediently.
Nan Fengling stood up and left. Before leaving, he looked back at Xiao Qing'er. This child was really stubborn and he didn't know what would happen to him in the future.
She smiled and returned to her yard.
In the capital, it didn't take long for Du Wanchun to receive the news that Xiao Qing'er had been taken back.
Although Xiao Qing'er is smart and sensible, he will always be criticized by others around him. After all, he is from Beidi Kingdom.
Mr. Lu was originally executed for collaborating with the enemy and treason. If the emperor found out that they had close contacts with the prince of Beidi Kingdom, it would naturally arouse his suspicion.
It would be harmless to let him go back.
Xiao Mianmian talked about him at home for a few days, and later she and Yi'er Yu'er went crazy in the palace, but she forgot about him.
These days, the emperor would come here to see them every now and then, seemingly unaffected by the rumors.
Because Zhou Ruiyuan entered the East Palace, he was naturally relieved of his official position, and spent more time with Du Wanchun every day.
The emperor seemed to be staring at them and sizing them up.
Du Wanchun and Zhou Ruiyuan didn't care. They lived every day as usual, planting flowers and plants in the depressed East Palace.
When the wind blows, the whole palace is filled with the fragrance of flowers.
However, the emperor was miserable. He shed tears and sneezed every time he came. He wanted to get rid of the flowers, but he didn't dare. He had no choice but to gradually reduce the number of times he came here.
Du Wanchun and Zhou Ruiyuan were also happy to be quiet.
On the surface, the two of them seemed like idle people. One was collecting money every day, and the other was communicating with Mr. Zheng outside every night, keeping everything going on in the court clear.
Every time when little Mianmian wakes up at night, she always finds her father and mother lighting up the lights in the middle of the night.
Later I got used to it and didn't think it was strange.
A few months later, rumors about the emperor framing the Lu family spread more and more widely, and the people gradually expressed their dissatisfaction.
A group of ministers in the court would report from time to time, asking the emperor to investigate the matter again and give Lord Lu a clean slate.
If it were in the past, the emperor would never investigate. If the investigation proves Mr. Lu's innocence, doesn't it mean that he has wronged him.
But it was different now. Rumors were everywhere. If he didn't check it out, he must have something in his heart. Instead, the rumors were confirmed to be true.
After thinking for a long time, the emperor seriously agreed to re-examine Mr. Lu's case.
He planned to sacrifice the few officials who had conspired against Mr. Lu to the heaven to prove his innocence.
When Zhou Ruiyuan learned the news, he breathed a sigh of relief, "The things we have done these days are finally not in vain."
