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Chapter 458 Finale (15)

In this year, Xia died and Dachun returned to the dynasty.

In the same year, Chun Yuzong abdicated, and the eight-year-old prince ascended to the throne, ushering in a new page for Dachun.

Xia Houling, a young man who stepped into the sinister officialdom at the age of 13, rose steadily to become the prime minister of the country above ten thousand people and under one person, led the army to destroy the North Kingdom twice, forced the palace to stand on its own as emperor, but only reigned for 24 days... The prime minister who serves the interests of the world has become the most lonely and mysterious stroke in the annals of history.

Two years later, Jiangnan, Nuwa Empress Temple.

The woman kneeling on the futon was hugged fiercely by a small figure and almost fell down. The woman opened her eyes and punched the little boy, who rubbed his face against her, "Mom, don't beg! , let's go out and play."

"Xiangwei, don't make trouble." The woman was tickled by him, so she had to stand up from the futon and be led away by him. Xiangwei was born white and clean, and people who admit mistakes often think that he is a girl.

"Mother, Shigong's birthday is coming soon, shall we buy him a folding fan?" Xiangwei asked seriously, but the woman suddenly realized that buying a folding fan as a gift to Qingyun seemed familiar.

Xiangwei took the dazed girl to a stall selling fans outside the temple. The stall owner was an old couple. She often came to the temple to offer incense and knew that the old couple often set up a stall here. They liked to describe the passing pilgrims. They are sold on paper fans, either for their beauty or fun.

Xiangwei shouted loudly, "Grandma, we want to buy a fan for my master!"

The woman couldn't help laughing, "Mother hasn't agreed yet, so you decide on your own?"

"No, Shigong said that his father and mother gave him fans before, and he liked it very much." Xiangwei raised his head and blinked obediently, "Since it is Shigong's birthday, of course we will give you whatever Shigong likes."

"Slick tongue." I don't know who I learned from, the woman patted his head helplessly, but also looked at the paper fan on the booth seriously.

——Why do I feel the chill behind my back, could it be that someone is making a paper doll and cursing me. -0- so scary--

(End of this chapter)