It is still ten miles away from Kyoto in the country of Xili, in the countryside and mountains.
The eldest prince, Gu Zixiao, was dressed in simple Qingqi attire and was galloping along the mountain road with a team of elite secret guards.
They took very little rest along the way and worked almost non-stop day and night in order to reach Xili as soon as possible.
Fortunately, the destination is approaching.
Passing a small stream, Gu Zixiao tightened the reins, ordered the secret guards to rest here, and led the horses to drink water.
After Gu Zixiao got off his horse, he squatted down and looked at the blood stains on his palms by the stream.
Due to the high-intensity walking for many days, the position of the tiger's mouth on his right hand was slightly worn.
At this time, the red flesh will turn out slightly.
In addition, Xili Country is experiencing a hot summer, which makes it even more difficult to heal the wound.
But Gu Zixiao didn't care.
He had experienced several years of hardships in the frontier, and he did not take such minor injuries seriously.
At this time, a secret guard who was washing his face with stream water next to Gu Zixiao saw him.
He couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, when we enter the city later, you'd better take care of it in time."
"Otherwise, if the weather is hot and the injury is allowed to worsen, the pain will be unstoppable."
Gu Zixiao wiped his hands casually twice, raised his head and smiled.
"I understand, you don't have to worry. The most urgent task is to find Nuo'er."
He always remembers his father's instructions.
He thought that if he didn't hurry up, Nuo'er would be snatched away as his daughter by the emperor of Xili Kingdom.
Then, it will be extremely difficult for him to see his sister in the future!
Thinking of this, Gu Zixiao raised his voice and ordered: "Mount your horse and enter the city!"
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Half an hour later.
Not long after Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming returned to Qinghe Palace, Concubine Lu called her to talk.
Ye Siming did not follow him at that time, but lazily leaned against the table as if taking a nap.
In the palace, Concubine Lu first praised Gu Nuoer.
"Nuo'er, you must do the same in the future. If anyone bullies you, you will fight back immediately."
"No matter what time, I will stand in front of you and won't let anyone blame you."
The little guy held the scented tea and smiled sweetly: "I know, beautiful lady."
Concubine Lu asked curiously: "But how do you know that the sick rabbit will win?"
She remembered that Gu Nuoer seemed to always predict the future.
Including the last time she reminded herself that a group of children were kidnapped by bad guys.
Where did she know this?
Gu Nuoer blinked his dark and smart eyes and said, "Through observation."
"Except for Custard, although the rest of the rabbits are lively, they are a little exhausted in the fourth round."
"The advantage of Custard is that there is a small piece of grass underneath its cage. When you are tired from running and waiting to rest in the cage, you can take a few bites to replenish your energy."
"The rest of the rabbits are just waiting. The most powerful black rabbit was unstoppable in the first few rounds, but lost in the fourth round."
"It's not because it's not powerful, it's because it's tired."
Concubine Lu suddenly realized it, and Ling Shen on the side clapped her hands: "Sister Nuo'er is so amazing!"
Gu Nuoer smiled and said: "Of course, if you are good at observation, you will always win!"
Concubine Lu handed her a box of cakes: "I just brought them back from the banquet. You can take them back and taste them with Mr. Marquis."
"Thank you, beautiful lady." Gu Nuoer lifted her skirt gracefully, bowed and left.
She took the cakes with her and ran to the side hall with great bounce.
"Brother Siming, I brought you something delicious to eat!" The little guy opened the door, but was stunned for a moment.
There was an incredible look in her watery eyes, which opened extremely roundly.
Ye Siming, who had just said that he was fine, was now lying on the table.
Hearing the sound of Gu Nuoer pushing the door open, he raised a handsome and cold face.
Under a pair of thin, long and deep eyes, there was a faint red mark on his cheeks.
His usually sharp eyes were now just confused!
"Nuo'er... you're back..." the young man said hoarsely, and the clothes at the collar had been pulled halfway open by him, revealing the solid texture lines.
Gu Nuoer held her face with her little hands and exclaimed: "It's terrible!"