The Regent's little cutie is four and a half years old

Chapter 522 Suspended Death
One month later, a fire broke out at Murong's house in the capital of Yan State in the middle of the night, and no one survived.

The common people only lamented that the young lady of the Lin family was about to lose their love at such a young age. They never thought that the next day, this beautiful woman would die in love, and there would be another pair of fateful mandarin ducks in this world.

On a certain official road from Yan State to Jiang Dynasty, several carriages were driving.

The people sitting in this car were none other than the Murong family who should have died in the fire, and Lin Rongan who had long since died in love.

"Who the hell are you? What do you want to do?" Lin Rongan leaned against the inner wall of the carriage, looking warily at the two strong girls in front of her.

One of the girls said friendlyly: "Girl, don't be afraid, we are not bad people, I wonder if you still remember the poem 'Lan Youxiu, Chrysanthemum Youfang, Pregnant Beauty, You Can't Forget'?"

Lin Rong'an widened her eyes, "You... how did you know? This is what Brother Shi wrote to me..." Love poem.

She never told anyone about it, and with Murong Shi's temperament, he would not go out and say it.

"Girl, don't be afraid, we are here to take you to see General Murong, he is now in the Prince Regent's Mansion of the Jiang Dynasty." Halfway through speaking, she opened the curtain to let her look behind, "Miss, do you see those carriages in the back? The ones sitting on it are Mrs. Murong and the others, if you don’t believe me, you can go down and confirm.”

"All in all, we won't hurt you, you just go with us."

"Really...really?" Lin Rong'an still wasn't completely relieved, "But how could Brother Shi be in the Jiang Dynasty? Still in the Prince Regent's Mansion? Didn't he go to Yuzhou?"

"Let us explain this to you slowly..."

"Cuckoo...cuckoo..."

A fat white pigeon landed in front of the window, and a slender hand stretched out from the window, took off the letter from the white pigeon's feet, and took it inside to read.

"My lord, the matter has been settled. They are already on their way here. If there is no accident, they should be able to reach the capital in 20 days." Lu Xin handed the letter he had just taken down to Ye Huaichu.

"Well, go and tell Murong the news. Also, is there any reaction from Yan State to the fact that Murong's house was burned down?"

Lu Xin said: "I heard that the military power in Murong Shi's hands was taken back, and Mrs. Murong was posthumously named Yipin Madam. In addition, the Lin family helped organize the funeral of Murong's family, and invited the ashes of 'Lin Rong'an' into the Murong family's ancestral hall. Nothing else."

"Well, let's tell Murong together and see how his injury is recovering."

"Yes." Lu Xin replied, but didn't leave, hesitant to speak.

Ye Huaichu asked, "Do you have something to say?"

Lu Xin hesitated, but still said it out, "Why is the lord still concerned about Murong Shi's injury? We just got some news from him. You have been very kind to him."

"You don't need to worry about these, just do what the king told you, and step back."

"Yes."

Lu Xin turned around and went into the darkroom, and told Murong the news, "Also, my lord wants me to ask, how is your injury?"

"Thanks to the lord, it's almost ready. Guard Lu, please help me to thank your lord." Murong Shi stood up from the ground and bowed to him.

Lu Xin replied, "I will convey your thanks to the prince. By the way, after your family enters Beijing, the prince will find a dead body as your substitute. Do you have something to prove your identity?"

(End of this chapter)