"Wuhan, don't leave her alone, take her away..." Gao Wei pointed at Feng Xiaolian who was sleeping soundly begging Humbrella Lu in a childish voice.

Hummel Lu couldn't resist Gao Wei's soft and hard blistering and sighed: "Oh, okay."

So, Feng Xiaolian escaped to the Song family with them, but for Xiaolian, this was going back.

The next night, everyone from the Song Mansion came to welcome the Crown Prince of Northern Qi. Everyone focused on Gao Wei. After a long time, Qingxiao was the first to discover that his niece Feng Xiaolian had also returned.

Mr. Song knew very well that once the prince gained power, he would be the only hero. He even intended to match the prince and his daughter Song Huanghua. When the limelight avoided, the prince took the opportunity and the father-in-law's reputation was his own. However, why did Feng Xiaolian come back again? He looked very close to the prince, and the two of them kept holding their hands tightly together. Although the Song family did not like this little girl who was obviously protected by Gao Wei, it was not easy to disobey the prince's intentions.

Song Huanghua lay on the door frame, feeling extremely happy for Feng Xiaolian's return. She secretly looked at the prince with beautiful eyes, but did not dare to step forward. Mr. Song glared at Song Huanghua, very dissatisfied with her cold attitude.

Mr. Song raised his eyebrows angrily: "Huanghua, haven't you seen the Prince's Palace come down? Hurry up, take the Prince to the yard for a walk. And Xiao Lian, what are you doing, a servant standing next to the prince? Why don't you go to the kitchen to find your aunt to learn how to do things!"

Before Feng Xiaolian could respond, Gao Wei said seriously: "Let Xiaolian be my personal palace servant, don't want her to work in the kitchen."

Then, he turned his head and looked at Xiao Lian gently: "Take me to the nearby area and take a look." The two of them ran to the yard full of flowers stained by the moonlight.

Seeing that the crown prince and himself were so indifferent to his daughter, Mr. Song was so angry with Feng Xiaolian. Mrs. Song saw Mr. Song’s thoughts. After Gao Wei and Feng Xiaolian went out, he comforted him: “Don’t be angry. Feng Xiaolian is just a maid and is not qualified to ascend to the throne. The future queen can only be the yellow flower of our family. Even if the yellow flower is not useful, she will be the best candidate for the queen. Besides, children like to make fun of the most, and there is no accurate number of joys, anger, sorrow and happiness at this age. Today, Feng Xiaolian is liked by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but tomorrow is not necessarily."

Song Huanghua still held the door tightly with her little hands, listening to the adults' conversation without saying a word.

Before going to bed, Hutie Lu called Gao Wei over with a serious expression. Gao Wei was puzzled: "Husie, what's wrong with you?"

Hutie Lu pointed at Feng Xiaolian and said to Gao Wei: "The only one who can save your life now is the Song family. Only by letting them see a bigger prospect can they take you in with peace of mind. Do you know what this prospect is?"

"When I return to the palace safely, I will promote Mr. Song."

"Stupid!" Milk lady Lu angrily put her hand on her waist, "It's just promotion, not enough. The current situation is like your life is tightly held in the Song Mansion. As long as they let go, you will fall into a cliff, and you will never be able to recover, and our Northern Qi will be completely destroyed."

"Then what should I do?" Gao Wei looked puzzled.

Husband Lu took Gao Wei's hand and told him his interests carefully: "Mr. Song intends to marry his daughter Huang Hua to you, the purpose is to make a queen of the Song family. You have to get along well with Huang Hua, so that Mr. Song can feel that it is worth it for him to take the risk of taking in you. Only when he sees this hope will he do his best to protect you, and you and the entire Northern Qi will be saved."

Gao Wei broke free from the hand of the nurse Lu: "What's the matter for me and Northern Qi, you're just for your own power. You're dependent on my father. Now the throne of my father is in danger, so you want to help my father and me. In fact, you're all for yourself!"

"Bang!" A loud slap hit Gao Wei in the face. Gao Wei was stunned and Feng Xiaolian was also trembling with fear.

"This is the first time I have beaten you, the prince who is a noble prince. This is equivalent to committing the following crime. It is a death sentence! Since I want to save you and want you to be the next emperor, if everything I do is for myself, I will not hit you like this to increase my risk of death. Listen to me, I hit you to make you sober and understand your current situation. Also, you are the next emperor of Northern Qi, and you should have a sense of mission and a sense of mission to fight for the people. Do you have the heart to hand over the people to a chaotic and unruly person like your uncle?"

Gao Wei's heart trembled when he listened to Humie Lu's heartfelt words. It was not that he didn't understand these things, but he never dared to face them. As a crown prince, he needed someone to teach him how to be a good emperor. He looked at Humie Lu's face, which seemed to be soaked in tears, and stroked his little hands, not knowing what to say, and finally said: "Humie, you have wrinkles."

"You must understand the wet nurse's painstaking efforts. All this is for you and Beiqi." Wet nurse Lu grabbed Gao Wei's hand tightly.

Gao Wei nodded.

"Then, Your Highness, if you really understand that starting from tomorrow, let Xiao Lian go to the kitchen to work."

Seeing that Gao Wei was hesitating again, Hutie Lu hurriedly said, "Remember your mission!"

Gao Wei bit his lip and squeezed out a word from his teeth: "Okay."

"Today, Feng Xiaolian will sleep in the side room for one night and move out tomorrow." After the wet nurse gave the order, she left. In the yard, Mrs. Song pulled Wet nurse Lu to a corner.

"Miss Lu, how about it?" Mrs. Song asked quietly.

Hut lady Lu knew that her life and the prince's life were actually held in the hands of the Song Mansion, so she was respectful to Mrs. Song: "Madam Song, the old slave has successfully persuaded His Highness the Crown Prince. Feng Xiaolian will not have any chance to contact His Highness the Crown Prince from tomorrow."

Mrs. Song's attitude was no longer as respectful as at the beginning, and her tone seemed to have a sense of being arrogant: "Haha, that's good. Just look at them for me and don't let Your Highness the Crown Prince really have feelings for Feng Xiaolian. On weekdays, you should also match Your Highness the Crown Prince and Huang Hua more."

"The old slave will do this without the instructions of his wife. Miss Huanghua looks dignified and has a lady from a wealthy family, and the great kindness of the Song Mansion to the Crown Prince, the lady is the best choice for the future queen."

Mrs. Song smiled, but was not so happy. She sighed and said, "I don't care about any kind of glory and wealth. All I care about is my master. If he wants his daughter, I recognize this child of him and his servants. If he wants fame and fortune, I will help Huanghua ascend to the position of queen. You are also a woman, I believe that I can understand my painstaking efforts."

"The old slave can understand the wife's mood. We all hope to get rid of those annoying weeds. Wait for a while, when the crown prince is not so concerned about Feng Xiaolian, I will sell Feng Xiaolian."

"Okay, Milf Lu, remember what you said today."

From the next day, Gao Wei would still sneak out to play with Feng Xiaolian. After all, he was a child. He could not do anything he didn't like, and he was still cold to Song Huanghua.

Half a year later, Mrs. Song called her lady Lu over and fanned her fan leisurely on the outside, but in fact she was anxious and uneasy: "I said lady, what should we do about Feng Xiaolian's affairs? Seeing that her relationship with the prince became deeper and deeper."

"Since that's the case, we can do it more simply. Let's sell her now."

"It's good that this is the case. Your Highness the Crown Prince can't see Feng Xiaolian, and it will be fine for a few days at most. But this can bring us long-term peace of mind."

But they didn't know that Song Huanghua hid behind the door and eavesdropped. Huanghua pouted and thought to herself: The prince doesn't like me at all, why should I please him with boredom? Since you are going to sell Xiao Lian, I will rescue her. I will not let the prince and Xiao Lian separate.

On a hot summer afternoon, Song Huanghua chased behind the carriage sweating profusely. She shouted wildly: "Xiao Lian! Don't leave!"

Feng Xiaolian sat alone in the carriage. The wife lied to her to go to the next town to get some knives, but in fact she sold her to a knife workshop. The coachman was the one in the workshop. Feng Xiaolian was still stupid and didn't know the situation.

She lifted the curtain of the car and asked in confusion: "Huanghua, what's wrong with you? I'm going to help my wife with her business."

Song Huanghua ran away and was outraged: "No, that woman is going to sell you!"

Feng Xiaolian was so scared that she was panicked and panicked for a moment.

Song Huanghua was light since she was a child. She spared the path and stood on a low cliff not far from the carriage. She held a slingshot and punched a sharpened iron nail straight into the horse's butt, frightened her. The whole car was almost destroyed, and the coachman was busy comforting the frightened horse.

Feng Xiaolian jumped down while the coachman was not paying attention.

Song Huanghua was running downstairs while planning to catch Feng Xiaolian, but the two little girls who didn't know how to do kung fu must be unable to stand steadily and slid down the hillside. The coachman saw Feng Xiaolian running away, but he didn't have time to take care of her, so the horse ran to the distance frantically.

Song Huanghua and Feng Xiaolian thought they were about to fall to death, but suddenly they felt their bodies colliding in a soft place. When they opened their eyes, they were lying on a straw embrace each other. Both girls were only slightly injured and were not seriously injured.

"Sister, we're fine." Feng Xiaolian held Song Huanghua's arm and smiled happily.

"But, why did a truck of straw suddenly appear here?" Song Huanghua was puzzled. Suddenly, a young man's figure flashed out, it was Gao Wei.

Gao Wei looked proud, and there was also concern: "Huanghua, why don't you tell me about this? How can you be alone? Fortunately, I am here, otherwise you two will be finished."

Song Huanghua did not answer Gao Wei, curled her lips and turned her head away. She was unhappy when she thought of her father's plan to betroth him to Gao Wei who didn't like her. She didn't want to talk to Gao Wei, but just dusted the soil on Feng Xiaolian. Feng Xiaolian smiled sweetly at Gao Wei: "Brother Wei, you are so awesome."

Song Huanghua broke Feng Xiaolian's body and bulged her mouth and looked at her with some anger: "I risked my life to save you, but you didn't even say a word of thanks to me. To be honest, who is better, Gao Wei or me?"

"Well~ Huanghua and Brother Wei are both amazing. Xiao Lian is missing either of you."

"Puff~" Song Huanghua looked at Feng Xiaolian's cute little face and laughed. Gao Wei was also staring at Feng Xiaolian's face in a daze.

When the three of them walked back to the Song Mansion together, Mr. Song and the Wet Lady Lu were so angry that they were so angry. Gao Wei thrust his knees on the ground: "Please don't send Xiao Lian away, please."

Mr. Song and Mrs. Song never received the knees of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Now they were panicked and hurriedly helped Gao Wei up. In this case, it would be impossible not to agree to leave Xiao Lian.

In this way, the three children grew up together in the Song Mansion, and Feng Xiaolian was responsible for being the playmate of the Crown Prince Gao Wei and the future queen Song Huanghua. The three lived happily for many years until one day ten years later.
Chapter completed!