Just when he was in a daze, a happy voice came from the door, which made Qiu Yin feel familiar but equally long-lost.
He looked toward the door, and saw a gray-haired old man, who was already walking at a staggering age, but when he saw Qiu Yin, he was moving too fast for his age.
"Uncle Zhuang!!"
Qiu Yin's eyes suddenly revealed surprise. The old man in front of him was none other than Uncle Zhuang, the housekeeper who had been in charge of the Murong family when Murong Qiu was very young.
Uncle Zhuang grabbed Qiu Yin's arms and burst into tears, "Back then, the third prince came to the palace to look for you but couldn't find you. He sealed the Murong Mansion like crazy. Young Master, where were you? Why did you disappear for no reason?
, Master and Madam, they are all worried to death."
"I......"
Qiu Yin didn't know how to answer. The mutilation of his body made it difficult for him to speak. In the end, he just shook his head and said, "Let's talk about this later. By the way, Uncle Zhuang, why are you back?"
"When the Murong Mansion was sealed, all the servants of the Murong family were expelled, and the Murong family members were expelled from the army. The old slave waited for five full years before he heard that the Ministry of Punishment ordered the master, his wife, and the others to return to the capital. The old slave immediately
Came back in a hurry."
Speaking of this, Uncle Zhuang looked at the lonely yard in front of him with a slightly lonely look, and sighed with a sense of powerlessness that things are different and people are different.
Sure enough, a few days later, everyone in the Murong family returned to Beijing. However, the hardships of the past five years have made them lose the self-confidence of the high-spirited big family back then, and they also have a lot of white hair on their temples.
Although they have returned to the Murong Mansion, the Murong family is no longer as prosperous as it was back then. However, for the Murong family to be reunited five years later, it is considered a gift from God.
"Qiu'er, how have you been living outside these past few years?"
Qiu Yin's mother, Mrs. Jiang, looked at her precious little son with some relief. She was not as weathered as they were, and she felt less uncomfortable.
"Mom, the child is very good. Back then..."
He frowned and began to make up: "Back then, the child met the bandits and was taken far away from the capital. Later, after escaping, he lived in Beixuan. It was Shangguancheng, the general of Beixuan, who took the child in.
, and let the child become Miss Shangguan's schoolboy. The eldest lady treats the child very well and never criticizes the child harshly. The child lives very well there."
When Shangguan Yu was mentioned, Qiu Yin couldn't help but feel a trace of worry in his eyes.
It has been several months since I left the eldest lady, and there is still no news about the eldest lady. I don’t know how Beixuan is doing.
Even if the eldest lady leaves Hejin County safely, the palace is still full of dangers.
There are so many forces in the court who want to seize Beixuan's power, and the general is also plotting to rebel. How should the young lady choose between the general and the emperor?
Once war breaks out between the two sides, what will the eldest lady face?
The more he thought about it, the more worried Qiu Yin became, and the more he frowned.
"Qiu'er, what are you thinking about?"
"Oh, it's nothing. Thinking of Miss Shangguan, I'm a little worried about her."
Qiu Yin answered casually, and when his father Murong Ze heard what he said, he said:
"On our way back to Beijing, we heard that General Shangguan of Beixuan had launched an army to rebel, and that Emperor Beixuan was leading the expedition himself. The two sides are still fighting fiercely, and we don't know what the final result will be."