When Ming Qi heard this, he smiled gently.

"His Twelve Highnesses have promoted me. Since he is your brother, he should be the prince. Ming Qi, a native of the Western Region, may not be so lucky."

Gu Ziyan tried to see the slightest hint of lying in his eyes.

However, Ming Qi just looked at him calmly.

Gu Ziyan finally sighed.

"Sorry, I was just impulsive." He let go of Ming Qi's wrist.

Ming Qi calmly dropped his sleeves and smiled slightly: "Your Highness, don't worry."

The twelfth prince took the initiative and said to him: "I have a thirteenth brother, and he... passed away very early."

"Everyone says that he died when he was three years old, but I clearly remember that when I was seven years old, he accompanied me for a birthday."

Ming Qi looked indifferent: "Oh? Is there still such a thing?"

He lowered his head and helped Gu Ziyan continue to apply the herbal medicine.

Gu Ziyan looked into the distance with a rather emotional tone.

"Yes, for so many years, I have been trying to find clues about his survival."

"You are very similar to him. Only he knows that I can't use medicinal powder, and the mole on my wrist is in the same position."

Having said this, Gu Ziyan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"But if you think about it carefully, it's not like you two. My thirteenth brother is mute and can't speak."

Ming Qi's voice is normal, with a slight Western accent.

Hearing this, Ming Qi raised his head: "Since he is a deceased person, why do His Highnesses keep looking for him?"

Gu Ziyan smiled and his eyes dimmed: "A living brother who has laughed and cried with me, I don't believe he died when he was three years old."

"I am the only one who remembers him, so I have to find evidence that he survived."

"That was my younger brother who stayed with me through a lonely time, not a cold sentence in the history books, 'The Thirteenth Prince died young'."

Ming Qi fell silent.

At the end, he said: "Listen to what His Highness said, even if His Highness Thirteen is still alive, he will definitely want you to live a happy life, that's all."

After finishing speaking, Ming Qi stood up and said, "The injury has been taken care of. Your Highness, please remember not to touch the water today. I'm going to see Princess Natu."

He turned around and walked towards Natu over there.

Gu Ziyan raised his head and wanted to say thank you.

But when he saw Ming Qi's profile, he felt startled for a moment.

He didn't pay close attention to it before, but now he doesn't know if he has preconceived ideas.

I always feel that Ming Qi's profile looks a bit like his thirteenth brother.

In fact, after so long, Gu Ziyan was a little confused about the appearance of the Thirteenth Prince.

But he remembered Thirteen's characteristics.

Gu Ziyan looked at Ming Qi's back and couldn't help but feel stunned.

Could such a coincidence happen?

His younger brother didn't actually die, but became a Westerner?

Since both Natu and Gu Ziyan were slightly injured, Gu Nuoer suggested that everyone stop riding horses and just lead the horses for a walk in the woods.

Gu Ziyan had something on his mind and was injured, so he said goodbye to everyone first.

"There is still something else to do in the Sentence Division. I have been out for a long time and I have to go back."

Gu Nuoer nodded obediently: "Brother, your hand is injured and it's not convenient to go back. Brother Siming and I will take you to the intersection ahead."

Gu Ziyan wanted to refuse, but couldn't resist Gu Nuoer's desire to take care of him.

The girl said to Natu and Mingqi: "Sister Natu, please take a walk around here first. We will be back soon."

Natu smiled brightly: "Don't worry about us, see you soon, Your Highness."
Chapter completed!