A prisoner-of-war general from an enemy country turned out to be the 14th prince of Da Qi.
This incident surprised everyone.
That night, Ye Siming ordered people to prepare a clean and warm tent for Gu Zibei to live in.
At this time, heavy snow was falling, and the aroma of rice overflowed in the camp.
Gu Zibei, who had just taken a bath, sat at the table and ate happily.
"Brother, eat more, there is not enough."
Gu Nuo'er stood by, her big, moist, black eyes shining like a pair of bright stars.
Although Gu Zibei ate a lot, his actions were not rude.
There is an aura of pampering and nobility in his demeanor and behavior.
Ye Siming sat aside, carving a piece of wood with a knife.
He raised his thin eyes coldly, glanced at Gu Nuo'er who was surrounding his brother, and then calmly withdrew his gaze.
Gu Zibei didn't have a grain of rice left. After eating, he put down his bowl and chopsticks.
Thank you Ye Siming and Gu Nuoer very politely.
"When I was a prisoner, I was never treated badly. Anyway, thank you very much."
Qiao Xiuli stood on his left, looking at Gu Zibei's slightly tired face.
He said: "If you had recognized Nuo'er earlier and revealed your identity, you wouldn't have suffered as much as before."
Gu Zibei lowered his head: "Why bother, I no longer regard myself as the fourteenth prince.
And my father, I’m afraid he thought I was dead a long time ago, right?”
What's more, there are countless sisters and brothers who are talented, virtuous, and powerful.
How did he open his mouth?
Gu Zibei looked sad.
Gu Nuoer held a cup of hot tea in her little hand and handed it over.
"Brother," she was filled with curiosity: "What is going on? Why did you live in Jin country? Why didn't dad know about it for so many years?"
Gu Nuoer has many brothers.
She even met some of them a few times.
Most of the time, these brothers are busy in their own fields.
Gu Zibei raised his gloomy eyes and said in a lonely tone: "That was a long time ago..."
He spoke eloquently.
It turned out that he had offended Gu Yihan because he begged for mercy for his mother and concubine.
Being imprisoned in a dungeon to reflect.
But later, Gu Yihan was busy with work and had many sons, so he forgot about Gu Zibei.
Gu Zibei spent a month in the dungeon without food or water.
If you are thirsty, you can only lie down by the window and drink the water drops that flow in when it rains!
When he was hungry, he gnawed on the withered grass to fill his belly.
Later, Gu Nuoer was born, and Gu Yihan granted amnesty to the world.
The kind guard took the opportunity to let Gu Zibei out.
"It was a dark day. Every night, I was afraid that I would never wake up again."
Gu Zibei smiled bitterly.
He still remembers it to this day.
I felt so uncomfortable that I wanted to die.
Lying on the wooden railing, he kept patting the cell door.
Gu Zibei, who was only eight years old, cried loudly: "Father, let me out, Bei'er is not wrong, Father!"
He shouted at the top of his lungs, only to receive a look of pity from the guards guarding him.
Later, Gu Yihan granted amnesty to the world for the sake of his only daughter, Gu Nuoer.
Gu Zibei was let out by the guards.
He immediately went to say hello to Gu Yihan.
To this day, everything that happened that day is still vivid in my mind.
Gu Zibei knelt outside the study, but Gu Yihan refused to let him in.
With a cold face, he raised his voice and asked, "Now do you know where you went wrong?"
Gu Zibei's face was already thin and sallow, but his clear eyes were full of childish stubbornness.
He knelt in front of the imperial study room and raised his head: "Bei'er doesn't think he was wrong. He begged for his mother. As a son, what's wrong with him?"