"Ah..." Zhuye Hitomi looked up to the sky and roared, then waved the riding whip vigorously——
"Follow me to the hunting ground!!" He shouted loudly and galloped, his grief and anger turning into speed, as fast as the wind, and his ice blue robe rustled up.
"Drive..." The horse seemed to sense his thoughts and rushed into the hunting ground desperately.
Zhu Yetong spotted the prey, drew a long arrow with his backhand, held the long bow in his hand, and shot suddenly while galloping.
The arrow was like a thunderbolt, and with a sharp sound piercing the air, a sika deer running for its life fell to the ground.
After he succeeded in getting an arrow, he did not stop. The arrows in his hand shot faster and faster. Hit by the rapid fire like a sudden rain, the deer, roe deer, etc. that were running for their lives fell to the ground and neighed.
After chasing wild pupils, hundreds of shots hit the target, and there was no false shot.
All the soldiers stared blankly at the incomparable Zhuye Hitomi on horseback, mighty, mighty, their general Wang was so mighty!
Watching it is exciting and exciting.
"Mighty! Mighty!"
"Great General Wang Weiwu!!"
The soldiers raised their bows and arrows high, all excited and cheering.
Zuo Mu, on the other hand, was very worried. He knew that Master Thirteen was very sad now.
In the life of the Thirteenth Master, there were only two situations where he risked his life to ride and shoot like now. The first time was when the late emperor who loved him the most passed away, and the second time is now, when Miss Qin left with the Fourth Master.
The ice blue robe is flying like wind and fire!
There is no pause at all.
The mountains roared and the tsunami roared in the hunting ground, and the sound shook the sky.
The slender back is still as straight and straight, but also——
Extremely sad, angry, and lonely...
As arrogant and domineering as Hitomi Zhuye, at this moment——
injured……
My heart was suddenly stabbed bloody...
"Why?"
"Why?!"
"Why is this happening..." He looked up to the sky and screamed, throwing the bow and arrow in his hand far away...
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A red sun streaked across the majestic and exquisite turret, casting a blush on the high walls.
Looking from a distance, the crimson palaces are mysterious and quiet.
The Prince's Palace is surrounded by rockery ponds, green duckweeds, turquoise and bright mirrors.
Under the clear blue sky, the glazed tile roof is resplendent and shows its majestic power.
Wearing a snow-white gold silkworm robe, Emperor Zhuyao stood in front of a calligraphy painting. The calligraphy was written by Qiluo that day - "Frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February". He painted it based on the artistic conception expressed in Qiluo's calligraphy.
A painting--
The red maple leaf forest is warm and unrestrained...
He took out a hairpin from his arms. It was left behind by Tassel in the paddock that day. It was made of pearls, gold and silver. The head of the hairpin was inlaid with a beautiful cherry blossom. It was unique, exquisite and hard to put down.
He placed the cherry blossom hairpin in his palm.
At this time, Leng Mei walked in. Seeing His Highness's absent-minded look, she coughed lightly.
Emperor Zhuyao put the hairpin into his arms and turned around——
"how's it going?"
"Back to Your Highness, Xiaobao and Xue Lan are back."
"pass!"
With that said, two people walked into the palace, the young general Tang Xiaobao and the stranger Xue Lan, whose identity was mysterious and only the prince knew about it.
"I humbly bow to His Highness the Crown Prince." The two of them knelt at the feet of Emperor Zhu Yao.
"Get up and talk. What did you find out?"
"Beizhi and Xiaobao went to Yangzhou and conducted an open and covert visit to the place where Miss Qin and her daughter stayed. All the information is here. Please take a look at it." Leng Mei took the folder presented by Xue Lan and held it with both hands.
Place it in front of Emperor Yao's desk.
His Ling Ran eyes scanned the contents on the brochure——
Qin Liusu briefly appeared on the border of western Shanxi six years ago. After the thatched house where she lived was burned to ashes by an inexplicable fire, she went to Yangzhou and gave birth to a daughter in Yangzhou, but she never saw her husband.
It is said that my husband sent troops with the imperial court, but he has not returned yet.
In the past six years, she and her daughter had been wandering around and around in many places. She just came to Yaojing two months ago to make a living by copying and writing for others.
Thirteen had a conflict with Qin Liusu on the first day he returned to Beijing after winning a battle in the border area. Thirteen was offended by Qin Liusu and he hunted her down. In the end, their mother and daughter ended up in Prince Thirteen's house by accident.
The fourth child was recognized as the child's father.
But Liusu has no father or mother, and no information about any relatives can be found.
In other words, there is no clue yet as to what the tassel looked like six years ago.
Emperor Zhuyao tapped his finger on the table. The border of western Shanxi was the place where the rebellion of the princes was put down six years ago and he was ambushed——
And six years ago, Lao Si and Liusu were in that thatched house...
He put the cherry blossom hairpin into the palm of his hand again, and the scene of the two walking and talking in the maple forest that day emerged in his mind——
He cares about the world and never pays too much attention to his children's personal affairs, but why does that startling glimpse of the Buddha Temple and the conversation in the maple forest make him feel like he is tied up by something?