"His Highness is finally back!" At the border between Da Hui and Qiu Di, He Ge looked at the visitor and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "I thought His Highness would really have to spend the New Year in Da Hui before coming back."
"What's the new year? I told you to go over and congratulate the Prince of Dahui on his great happiness. Now that the things are done, I'm going to come back." Murong Chunlai raised the corners of his lips. Although his face was covered with dust and dust, he couldn't hide the fatigue from two days and one night, but his eyes were full of fatigue.
The smile is as bright as a mountain flower.
He Ge looked at Murong Chunlai, who was completely different from when he left, and his heart was filled with shock.
What happened to this big emblem?
Just as he was thinking about it, Murong Chunlai threw the riding crop in his hand over, "He Ge, how is your father?"
He Ge Zheng took the riding crop, lowered his eyes, and sighed softly, "Sometimes I wake up, and sometimes I feel confused. After all, the medicine has damaged my roots. I'm afraid I won't be able to get up again in the future, and I will only be able to be beaten by others."
Waiting on the couch."
Murong Chunlai paused for a moment, pondered for a moment, and said with a hint of vagueness at the corner of his mouth, "Since my father has woken up, he must be able to remember where the army deployment orders are."
Hearing what Murong Chunlai said, He Ge felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly chased after him, lowering his voice and saying, "Does Your Highness want the king to abdicate?"
"This is too troublesome, but it doesn't have to be like this." Murong Chunlai turned around and glanced at him, "But I, Qiu Di's warrior, have been too comfortable these past few years, so it's time for me to do something."
"What your Highness means..." He Ge was horrified, but his eyes were a little more excited.
"Assemble the army and wait for my king's orders at any time." Touching the scimitar in his arms, Murong Chunlai smiled lowly, "There is no better time than now."
It's night, Prince's Mansion.
Shui Lan rubbed her sore neck, scolded Mu Qing harshly, and hurried to Chu Lan's bedroom.
"Why are you here again?" Feng Zhi frowned when he saw this figure, "Didn't His Highness ask you to go back and rest?"
How many hours did he wake up? Mu Qing didn’t know how to act harshly?
When Shui Lan saw Feng Zhi blocking her, she was immediately anxious and angry, but she didn't dare to make a loud noise, so she could only gritted her teeth and said: "How can I sleep peacefully when Your Highness looks like this? On the contrary, you are by His Highness's side every day.
, but in the end...is this how you take care of people?"
"I..." When Feng Zhi said this and thought of what happened in the past few days, he felt uncomfortable in his heart. He didn't know what to say for a while, and finally had to sigh, "Just now Huo Wu gave it to His Highness.
After a few books have passed, you'd better not go over there and bother him. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it tomorrow."
Most people in this house have not closed their eyes for several nights. Shui Lan has such a good opportunity, but he doesn't know how to cherish it.
Although she was anxious in her heart, Shui Lan knew that what Feng Zhi said was reasonable. She curled her lips and asked, "What happened to her and His Highness?"
When His Highness asked her to leave the Prince's Mansion to go on a mission, she knew that some things were a foregone conclusion. She also thought that since Zhang Qingjiu could be His Highness's help and His Highness was interested in her, it was time for her to rest as a secret guard.
Those thoughts that shouldn’t be had.
But why, everything is like this?
Didn't she say that she would definitely protect His Highness's safety?
Is this her promise?
When Shui Lan asked this, Feng Zhi was actually indescribably sad. If he really knew what happened, he wouldn't be so uncomfortable now that he couldn't sleep for several nights.
"Stop asking, go back." After waving his hand, Feng Zhi looked at the vast night and slowly shook his head.
It's not snowing these days, but it's getting colder.
It was so cold that people were trembling and their hearts were cold.
The coldest place in the house is the Stargazing Pavilion. It's extremely cold at high places.
Zhang Qingjiu, my aunt, where have you been? If you really leave, how will the people left behind deal with you?
"If you don't tell me, I will ask other people. I will eventually know everything I want to know. I don't care how you defend her. If you really let me know that she betrayed His Highness, I will cut off her skin even if I die."
!" Shui Lan narrowed her eyes with a stern look.
Seeing Shui Lan's angry look, Feng Zhi subconsciously retorted: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could she..."
Shui Lan smiled coldly, "She is indeed a witch! Look at you, you are always disgusted with her, but in fact you are the one who misses her the most, right?"
"I..." Feng Zhi's face changed slightly, and he wanted to say a few words to refute, but in the end he found that he had nothing to say.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Zhi raised his eyes and said, "Shui Lan, that's enough. Stop talking and go back. His Highness didn't say anything. You should take a rest."
His tone was full of helplessness, even a bit pleading.
Shui Lan glanced at him deeply, with a hint of mockery at the corner of her mouth. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, something strange suddenly came from the room.
Feng Zhi was suddenly startled, and Shui Lan's steps also paused.
Immediately afterwards, the two people's expressions suddenly changed and they rushed into the room.
"Your Highness!" Looking at the scene in front of him, Feng Zhi's heart jumped into his throat.
The Chu Lan in front of her had her eyes closed tightly and her face was pale. The book in her hand fell to the side. The white pages and snow-white clothes were covered with large swaths of red blood, which was very similar to what she saw that night.
Subconsciously, Feng Zhi ran out: "I'm going to find the Crown Princess!"
But just as he turned around, he suddenly froze.
That person is not here...
Tilting his body, Feng Zhi took a deep breath and said, "I'll call Shangguan Que and His Highness Prince Jing to come over."
"What's it called? By the time you call them over, the day lilies will be cold! Come and help quickly!" Shui Lan was angry at his appearance, and pulled him over, then reached out and put his hand on Chu Lan's hand.
wrist.
Seeing her diagnostic look, Feng Zhi came out of his trance and asked, "Do you know how to heal?"
"No." Shui Lan said without turning around.
"Then you..." Feng Zhi's eyelids twitched.
"You don't understand even after I tell you." Shui Lan narrowed her eyes and began to form seals with her hands.
Seeing this scene, Feng Zhi was shocked. Wasn't this something the Crown Princess had done before?
"You, you will also..."
"Have you all forgotten my identity and who my master is?" Shui Lan snorted coldly and slowly closed her eyes.
After she said this, Feng Zhi stopped talking.
Shui Lan, her full name is actually Qin Shui Lan.
Her master was the old man Qinxian who saved His Highness nine years ago and then disappeared, but left Shui Lan behind.
Seeing Shui Lan's movements, Feng Zhi narrowed his eyes, bent down, picked up the blood-stained book, and took a look.
Where the blood covered the place, a line of words could be faintly seen:
On the night of Xuanyuan Jinghong's death, a group of mysterious people dressed in white entered Nanli Capital City at night in the heavy snow;
The next day, all the Xuanyuan clan were killed, and Xuanyuan was shocked and died with thousands of arrows piercing his heart;
Where he knelt, four big characters were written with his heart’s blood: Not for worship;
But what everyone didn't know was that when a little palace maid who survived that night pushed his body away, where he knelt down, there were four other big characters: