Come on, Your Highness

It is said that the one who loves each other first is the happiest, and there is no need to rely on memories to endure the endless loneliness.

In two lives, He Xichao always felt that his heart was extremely cold and hard. It was only when he was cut open today that he realized that his heart had already become completely soft.

He didn't know how he survived the storm all night, so he just sat at the door, leaning against the door frame with his eyes closed, listening to the howling wind and rain.

This night is doomed to sleepless.

When the sky was getting brighter and the sound of the rain was getting quieter, He Xichao suddenly opened his eyes and struggled to get up from the ground.

"Master." Ah Fu hurried over to help him.

"Sir." The crowd also embraced.

He Xi said with red and swollen eyes: "No matter what, I want to see people when I'm born, and I want to see corpses when I die. I'm going to find His Highness."

His voice was so hoarse, his whole body seemed to have been sucked out of his soul, leaving only a walking corpse of obsession.

The crowd couldn't bear to see it, You Ziqing said: "We should look for it, but why don't you eat something first, otherwise what if you fall down on the road?"

"Mr. Xiao, we don't understand anything. Now that His Highness is not here, we can only rely on you. You have to persevere..."

These four dandies are also all bubble-eyed. They have been safe and sound for more than 20 years, and have never experienced such a thrilling and tragic ending. Their appearance has changed overnight.

"You still have to take revenge, don't you?" Mr. Wei said.

He Xichao nodded: "I'll eat, do you have something easy to digest?"

"Yes, yes!" Ah Fu hurriedly brought the food box over excitedly, "Millet porridge, it has been boiled for a long time, the young master uses some."

He Xichao took the bowl without using a spoon, just raised his mouth and drank it, then wiped his mouth, and walked towards the door.

"Master, umbrella!" Ah Fu stuffed the bowl into the hands of a scholar, found an umbrella at the door, and chased after He Xichao.

General Huang also didn't close his eyes all night. Although the weather was stormy, time waited for no one. He still sent soldiers one after another to block the gates of the city, and took down Jiangzhou prefect, Luozi county magistrate and other officials.

This time, Jiangdong must be cleaned up and down.

When the sky dawned and the rain slowed down, Huang Qi got up and prepared his sword and dagger, and summoned his soldiers.

"Qi'er." General Huang called out.

Huang Qi said casually: "With the temperament of that champion, he will definitely go to find King Ying. Zhuang Xianfeng will stay, and I will go with him."

General Huang looked at his son and couldn't refute, so he just told him, "Be careful."

"know."

The wind was still strong, but the rain gradually stopped, and the storm had come to an end.

Huang Qizheng mobilized the largest and most stable boat on the fairy lake, and several nimble boats, and took He Xi toward the islands of the fairy lake.

He Xichao stood at the bow of the boat, his long hair was casually tied into a ponytail, and now it was blowing in the wind.

He is thin and frail, crumbling in the wind, but he is as strong as a weed and never falls.

Standing behind him with unyielding tenacity in his weakness, Huang Qi couldn't help but admire the scholar as a breed, and feel a little distressed.

After all, he is just a 15-year-old boy in rich clothes and rich food.

"What happened yesterday, did the Major General have an interrogation?"

An indifferent voice came from the front, Huang Qi withdrew his thoughts and said, "Okay, the rocket hit the cabin. Under the fire, the King of England led people to jump into the water and left. Later, it rained heavily, and someone saw the King of England. Lu Xueliang Order to shoot arrows..."

Huang Qi saw that He Xichao's hand was clenched suddenly, he paused, and said: "It hit..."

The thin body swayed slightly, Huang Qi wanted to reach out to help him, but in the end He Xi stood firmly towards him.

He turned his back to Huang Qi, did not let the other party see his fragile appearance, but said in a calm voice: "I don't recognize him, unless I see him with my own eyes."

He Xichao has always been a weed in his heart, as long as there is living soil, even if it is just a little bit, he can chase the sunshine from the cracks.

But if someone kills his little hope, the weeds will turn into man-eating vines to harvest his hatred before they wither!

He looked up at the sky, and said with a crazy smile to God: Let him live, and I will be a good person.

The ship arrived near the archipelago, and He Xichao clearly remembered the place he left last night, but all traces were gone due to the storm overnight.

There was no trace of the burning boat.

Huang Qi looked at He Xichao, ordered the boats to disperse, and moved forward along the direction of the wind.

But there is nothing in sight, and the hope of finding it is too slim.

"If you enter Songjiang, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to find. Mr. He, you have to plan well." Huang Qi said seriously.

He Xichao pursed his chapped lips and looked at the islands beside him one after another...

He suddenly said, "Don't follow the direction of the wind, go to the archipelago."

Huang Qi asked for a moment: "Do you think King Ying is still alive?"

He Xichao didn't answer him, but said stubbornly: "You listen to me."

Huang Qi felt that there was something wrong with He Xichao, even if it was because of his loyalty to the lord, the brotherhood from childhood to adulthood seemed too much.

In fact, he has always been wondering why the King of England sent a weak scholar out to find reinforcements. One bodyguard is obviously enough, but it is even more cumbersome!Besides, since they were all on board, wouldn't it be safer for His Highness to escape by himself?

Thinking about it carefully, Huang Qi always felt that Xiao Hong's actions were like protecting He Xichao.

But protect with life?

Huang Qi was puzzled but didn't ask. He didn't object, and ordered the boat to go to the archipelago again.

The sky was completely bright, and even the wind gradually stopped.

The clouds opened and the sun shone in. After a cool night last night, heat followed.

Their boat shuttled back and forth between the nearby islands where they were killed last night, but there was nothing unusual from the beginning to the end.

If someone is hiding and waiting for rescue, it should be a signal at this time.

However, no.

As He Xichao's hopes were slowly shattered, the light in his eyes became dimmer and dimmer.

Huang Qi couldn't bear to propose a return trip, or follow the direction of the wind last night to find the corpse.

Finally, when passing an island again, a loud arrow was sent out on the distant water bank.

He Xichao slowly turned his head and looked at Huang Qi. The latter moved his lips, showing his unbearable expression, but said helplessly, "Go back, I've found it..."

He Xichao stared at those sunken eyes, not sad, but dazed.

Sitting on the boat, he seemed to have lost his soul, leaving only a shell.

Huang Qi ordered to return, and when they reached the shore, everyone had already been sent over.

"Are you going to take a look? You are more familiar with His Highness." Huang Qi squatted in front of He Xichao and stretched out his hand, "I'll help you up."

He Xichao held him and walked ashore step by step.

All the soldiers on the side lowered their heads and moved out of the way, revealing corpses covered in white cloth behind them.

I only heard a young general report to Huang Qi: "Major General, my subordinates searched all the way along the shore of the lake and found these corpses at the entrance of the Songjiang River. They were probably blown over by the wind, and they happened to be stuck in the gap and did not enter the Songjiang River. "

Huang Qi nodded, "Where is Your Highness?"

"Here."

King Ying was placed on a stretcher alone, covered with a white cloth, covering everything.

He Xichao stood in front of him and slowly stretched out his hand.

The young general looked at it and couldn't help reminding: "Young master, Your Highness may not look very good after soaking all night, why don't you..."

The young general didn't know him, he just felt that such a young boy was afraid of frightening him.

He Xichao raised his lips and said softly: "What am I afraid of? I haven't seen him since I was a child."

As he spoke, he lifted the white cloth.

The dream scene from yesterday's coma suddenly rushed in front of him, He Xichao subconsciously closed his eyes, but forced himself to open them again.

He stared fixedly at that terrifying face, which was completely swollen and no longer visible.

He leaned closer to identify Xiao Hong's outline, and then his gaze went all the way down, lingering on the thumb of his right hand.

It's completely different from the one in the dream... without the finger wrench he gave!

He Xichao took a deep breath, and suddenly, he turned around and ran towards the corpses lined up beside him, removing the white cloths one by one.

Facing the same swollen corpses with different faces, he didn't seem to feel any horror, so he leaned closer to them and looked at them carefully.

Especially the guards of Prince Ying's Mansion and the Forbidden Army, he raised each right hand to have a look, and compared Xiao Hong's face one by one.

When he put down the hand of the last guard, he burst out laughing.

"Without him, without him here..."

When Huang Qi heard it, his heart skipped a beat. He walked to He Xichao's side in two or three steps, and asked anxiously, "Master He, are you sure, this is not Your Highness?"

He Xichao shook his head, vigorously, "No, the clothes belong to him, not the person, not even the guards here!"

So the King of England changed clothes with the guards before jumping into the lake?

Since there is no one here who is the king of England, is he still alive?

Huang Qi was thinking like this, but He Xichao had already stood up and pulled him, "Let's go, let's sail! Let's go back!"

Before Huang Qi could answer, he had already walked towards the big boat first, his steps were still eager, but this time with a touch of lightness, as if sweeping away a dark cloud above his head.

"Major General..."

The soldiers around were already stunned, but Huang Qi wiped the corner of his mouth, "Damn, is there really a miracle?"

After finishing speaking, his eyes widened, "What are you doing here in a daze, let's sail!"

As soon as he roared, the soldiers and generals rushed to the boat.

"Major General!" A call came from the deck, Huang Qi saw He Xichao pointing at the ship's mast, and shouted: "Change the flag!"

"Replace it with what?"

"British flag!"

On the high mast, hangs a fluttering flag, and the huge "English" character unfolds in the wind.

This time, there was no cloud in the sky, and the sky was as blue as washing water. Under the scorching sun, the line of sight could be stretched extremely far.

When the ship returned to the archipelago, He Xichao, who was standing at the bow, suddenly felt his eyes dazzled by the dazzling light.

He raised his hand to cover his eyes, and when he opened it again, the dazzling light still fell on his side.

He Xichao turned his head suddenly, only to see bright lights shining on the island passing by him.

This is reflected light!

He Xi came to his senses belatedly, he pulled Huang Qi away, pointed at the island and said, "There, they are there!"

How do you know this?

When Huang Qi was surprised, a light suddenly hit his face, and he narrowed his eyes.

A young man dressed in the uniform of the Royal Palace guards was sitting cross-legged on the ground, playing with a sharp dagger in his hand, constantly changing his position towards the sun.

"Lu Feng, hold on for a while, the boat will come."

Under a tree, several guards were sitting, and Xiaodunzi was also there. Among them, Lu Feng was leaning on the tree trunk with his eyes closed, clutching his stomach.

There were still arrows stuck in his shoulders and back, and the wound on his waist was the deadliest, because it was soaked in water and turned white.

Next to him was a guard who also carried arrows, but his situation was better than his. He was taking care of Lu Feng, but when he saw the severed arrow protruding from Xiao Hong's back in front of him, he couldn't help showing worry.

"Your Highness, are you one of us..." Lu Feng opened his eyes and asked weakly.

"The flag of the Wangfu was changed on the ship. It can't be wrong." Xiao Hong stood up from the ground with difficulty. His forehead was bruised and swollen, as if he had knocked down a hard place. He shook his head and said, " Xi Chao must be on board."

Hearing this, Lu Feng stopped talking, as long as He Xichao was around, they would be safe.

The boat slowly approached the island, fearing that it would run into a rock, so a few small boats were lowered from the boat, He Xichao and Huang Qi rowed all the way to the island, found a place to go ashore, and walked onto the island.

Xiao Hong and his guards were already exhausted when they went ashore. Although they shot random arrows indiscriminately, they couldn't stand the crowd, and more or less they all suffered some injuries.

Unfortunately, Xiao Hong was caught by the waves and hit the rock headfirst. Fortunately, the guards around him pulled him to prevent him from being washed away with the big waves, and he was dragged ashore when he was almost unconscious.

After narrowly escaped death, they didn't have the strength to go further into the island, so they just found a place that could keep out the wind and rain, and opened their eyes to wait until the storm passed.

They were lucky, but more guards, especially the one who changed clothes with Xiao Hong, couldn't wake up again.

He Xichao found them easily.

At a glance, he could see the man who was in a state of embarrassment but still stood upright. He was the only one who had gone to heaven and earth.

And Xiao Hong looked at him for a moment with the bruise on his forehead, and then he showed a smile as bright as the sun in the sky, and said: "Xi Chao, Lord Yama will not accept me, we can be together again .”

He Xichao was crying and laughing, but at this moment he couldn't say anything touching, and in the end he only asked, "Can I hug you?"

Xiao Hong opened his arms boldly.

The heart was beating vigorously, and the blood flowing under the warm body was real and full of vitality.

He Xichao just hugged him lightly, but he knew that this wild grass had finally welcomed back his sunshine and came alive together.