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Tang Junqian choked up and said, "Dad, it's me who is unfilial."

"I just wanted to go out to sea with those fishermen and have a look outside, but I didn't expect that we would be apart for thirteen years."

He and Qiu Nong had a deep love for each other, but luckily his wish did not come true. Qiu Nong was not in good health after giving birth and died early.

After he lost his beloved wife, he became a little confused and lived a life of walking like a zombie. One time I met a boat going out to sea for fishing on the side of Qinniu Mountain.

He thought about going up there, just to go out for ten days and a half to look at the sea and relax.

Unexpectedly, the boat encountered a big fish while fishing. The crew did not operate it properly and the whole boat capsized accidentally.

The crew members fell into the sea one after another and hurriedly touched the small wooden boats held on the boat. He was lucky enough to get on a small boat with the others. Unfortunately, there was nothing on the boat, and there was a strong wind and waves. Within a few days, everyone was dying and passed out one after another.

Later, he was photographed on the rocks of Zhuri Island and was captured by the people on the island as a slave.

Everyone on the island is ugly.

Although he was a slave, because of his good looks, several female slaves at that time were very attentive to him, so he found an opportunity to escape and hid in the mountains of the island.

Later, he made himself look like a savage, so the natives had no time to care about him.

Recalling the grievances of these thirteen years, Tang Junqian's heart was filled with blood and tears.

Only last year, he found some solace when he picked up the eldest prince who accidentally fell into the sea on the same reef.

Thinking of the eldest prince, Tang Junqian's eyes flickered.

He has nothing to hide from his father and can explain everything, but the eldest prince...

Mr. Tang looked at his son's expression, stretched out his hand to pull him up, and turned to look at "Wang Zong" who had been sitting on the stool, as steady as a mountain.

He took a few steps closer and bowed down: "I have seen the great..."

"I've met Prince Hui Hui."

Xiao Cong froze on the spot.

Before he could take back his hands to help the person up, his whole body was struck by lightning.

Prince?

He had not been crowned king before.

However, Mourning Hui is a posthumous title.

He, he is actually a dead person in Dongrui?

I originally thought that after he fell into the sea and survived the assassination, everyone would just think that he was missing, and his father would send people to look for him.

The Liu family will definitely send people to look for him secretly, hoping to take the opportunity to stop him and possibly assassinate him again.

This was his worst guess, but he didn't expect that things would develop out of his control long ago.

But it turns out that everyone thought he was dead a long time ago?

Xiao Cong fell to the spot, having difficulty digesting this fact.

After a while, he finally found his voice, "Mr. Tang, please tell me what happened this year."

He helped the person up and showed a wry smile, "Just treat me as Wang Zong, don't be taboo, just say it one by one."

Mr. Tang started from the time when the eldest prince died in the Southeast Navy, and went through everything about the eldest prince, the Tang family, and the Zhenxi Hou Mansion.

Xiao Cong asked very carefully.

After everything was explained, it was already dark.

Xiao Cong raised his eyes and looked at the sky. It was almost dinner time.

He pondered for a long time, and finally apologized to Mr. Tang: "It would be a good thing for Uncle Jun to return home, but in my current situation, if the news leaks out... it may cause harm to the Tang family and the Zhou family."

Mr. Tang waved his hands indifferently, "I will only talk to my wife and Ling'er in private about Jun Qian returning home. It's not suitable for others to know now, so just keep it a secret for now and pretend that he is still out there. We, the Tang family, and The Zhou family are now in-laws, and we must put your affairs first."

After all, they are now grasshoppers on a rope. Without proper regulations, the affairs of the eldest prince must be kept secret.

Xiao Cong nodded, "You go back first, I will stay here."

As he said that, he glanced at Tang Junqian, who had a longing face, and said, "I wonder when Miss Tang will feel better? Uncle Jun misses her so much, can you think of a way to let him go back and take a look."

Mr. Tang glanced sideways at his second son, "Are you worried now? After she was born, you either got drunk or ran outside to be confused. You didn't even hold her a few times. If your mother and I hadn't taken her from birth, After raising Ding Dian with great care until now, do you think you can still see the child?"

After saying that, he saw his son looking dejected and regretful. After all, he still couldn't bear it, "Why are you so anxious? The fever has finally gone away and he is still weak. He will not leave the room during this period of time."

"Ling'er is old and not sick. It's not very convenient for a grown man like you to go in for a visit...just wait. I'll arrange a meeting for you two in a while. Let your mother come to see you first. one side."

"Thank you, dad." Tang Junqian smiled flatteringly.

Mr. Tang waved his hands and wanted to leave. When he caught a glimpse of Xiao Cong standing alone, he couldn't help but sigh to himself.

No matter how noble his status is, he is actually just an eighteen-year-old boy.

"Mrs. Mo is currently a guest at home and will stay for a few days...I will find a way to get her to see you."

......

Qingzhou, Zhiqi Mountains.

Amidst the heavy snow, a cavalry force of 100 people was heading towards the Zhenxi camp.

Behind the team, hundreds of heads were strung on several tough hemp ropes.

As the horses ran, the heads collided with each other and rolled forward on the snow.

This scene looked a bit scary, but the entire cavalry team was jumping for joy.

"Lieutenant General Guan, we have killed so many of their elites this time. The people of Qingzhou and our camp will have a good year this year."

"Yes, Lieutenant General Guan, you commanded well this time and have made great achievements again."

The leading man was riding a tall horse, and his expression on the masked face was unclear, but the curve of his lips and the burning eyes under the mask clearly showed his good mood.

"It's also the brothers who have helped me." He said a few words modestly.

"The main thing is that these down robes that Deputy Guan sent to your home are good. It's freezing and snowy. If it weren't for wearing these robes, everyone would be frozen. How could we still fight so smoothly!"

"Not only that, but mainly there is a lot of food and meat in our camp this year. It's different to go out when you're full."

While the soldiers were making jokes, three light cavalry suddenly broke in from the front.

The logo on the top of the head is still the Zhenxi camp.

The visitor had already seen the cavalry team of a hundred people, and shouted all the way: "Report——"

"Vice General Guan listens to the order. The General orders you to return home quickly. These three fast horses can help you travel day and night."

"What happened?"

"Guan Cheng" was a little confused.

After a year, Wei Yi had long given up the idea of ​​sending him back, so why did he suddenly want him to go home again?

A sudden thought occurred in his mind. Could it be that something happened in Yuezhou?

The person who heard the news said: "Your brothers came to the camp to report that your fiancée is seriously ill..."

Before the messenger had finished speaking, the reins had been taken away from his hands.

Looking up again, I saw only the back of a galloping horse.