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Manjusri was stunned for a moment. No one had thought about this problem.

Jun Yexuan is Prince Xuan, the God of War in Nanling! Everyone knew that he had to go back.

"Prince Xuan can only be safe when he returns to Nanling. Isn't this... a matter of course?"

Wenshu looked at Nangongchu and felt that Nangongchu's question was a bit strange.

Nangongchu frowned slightly, inexplicably having other thoughts.

"But none of you have asked him. Who can guarantee that he really wants to go back to Nanling? He has still lost his memory..."

"Even if he loses his memory, he should go back to Nanling. Nanling has everything for him, including status, power, wealth, and maybe even the entire country."

So, how could Prince Xuan not want to return to Nanling?

If he stayed here, he would have nothing. If it weren't for the Imperial Master taking care of him, he wouldn't even be able to afford food.

Of course, Manjusri also knew that with Prince Xuan’s ability, where could he not make money?

However, everyone knows how to choose between making money by yourself and having everything easily.

There's no need to choose at all, is there?

Nangongchu always looked at the slender figure in the distance, looking at his busy appearance, and always had a strange thought in his heart.

"In case, he really doesn't want to go back..."

"Third son..."

"Going back represents endless battles, intrigues, and brothers killing each other in order to compete for the country."

"Even if you have the country in the end, you have to continue to live in open and covert struggles in order to stabilize the country."

"Either fighting in the court, or constantly killing people on the battlefield, living under the eyes of everyone's expectations, and living under everyone's calculations."

In fact, what's so good about this kind of life?

"Manjusri, you have seen him several times. When have you ever seen him smile so heartily like this?"

This question really confused Manjusri.

He had indeed seen Prince Xuan many times, and indeed, he had never seen Prince Xuan looking so relaxed and at ease.

Although today's Prince Xuan always carries an innate cold aura about him, sometimes there is even a bit of anger accumulated over the years in his eyes.

But as soon as the national preceptor appeared, when the national preceptor came to him, all his anger would dissipate in an instant.

Now he looks like an obedient son...

Manjusri opened his mouth. He clearly had a lot to say, but for a moment, he couldn't say a word.

After returning, can Prince Xuan still smile so easily?

The officialdom was so dark that it made him despair, but what about the court?

The court is a place that eats people without spitting out their bones. Who can live easily and comfortably under the struggle of the royal family?

"However, the princess has already informed the people of Twelve Riders. My news is... very soon. Maybe Yan Yi is on his way here now."

The team of flying pigeons he trained were accurate and fast.

From here, it would take less than half a day to send the news to Nanbeizhou and Yan Yi's hands.

Yan Yi may have really arrived with his brothers from Twelve Cavalry.

To get here from Broken Heart Cliff in Nanbeizhou, we can reach here in three or four days at the speed of twelve riders.

When the brothers of the Twelve Riders arrive, if they don't want to go back, they have to go back.

Wenshu glanced at Nangongchu, feeling inexplicably uneasy because of Nangongchu's words.

What if, people really don’t want to go back?

Just as he was thinking about it, Xiao Yuanzi suddenly came in a hurry outside.

When passing by them, Xiao Yuanzi was heard saying to a young man in white: "The Third Prince doesn't know that the Imperial Master is here. You go and bring him here. I'll tell the Imperial Master first."