Fast time travel tricks to death system

Zhou Ming sleeps until noon, he does not have the habit of drowsiness on weekdays, this sleep yesterday made him miss the time to send the Eighth Prince away.

Forget it, he and the Eighth Prince didn't have a good friendship at first.

"My lord..." Xiao En brought the washing utensils, Zhou Ming stretched himself, and asked Xiao En to undress him.

Everything is so natural.

Zhou Ming thought that he could temporarily restore his previous life, but even if he killed him, he would never have expected such a change.

As the most useless prince among the successors to the throne, he was unexpectedly sent to the border to help General Yan who was far away on the frontier.

This matter was recommended by Prime Minister Bian and the sixth prince Qi Li in front of all the officials. You must know that at that time they did not know how many things they said against their will, just wanting him to go to the frontier fortress.

He went to the frontier, but he had to be careful of his own life all the time, who knew that some people would take this opportunity to get rid of him.

Concubine Ming went to find the emperor after learning about it, but in the end she was condemned and returned. In a word, Zhou Ming had to go if he went, or he had to go if he didn't go. He had no choice.

Concubine Ming couldn't interfere with the emperor, so she secretly sent several dead soldiers to secretly protect Zhou Ming's safety.

The Eighth Prince was rushing to Xuzhou at this time, and was still discussing with local officials how to prescribe the right medicine.

If he knew about this, he would never see Shisan again, and he would not choose to recommend himself, making him miss Shisan, of course, but this is another story.

After Xiao En learned that they would go to the frontier, he still looked calm. Zhou Ming sighed, thinking that being a prince would enjoy the glory and wealth, so he was driven to the frontier in a short time.

People in ancient times were different. He was only ten years old and he was assured that he would go to the frontier, wouldn't he be afraid that a horse would come up and kick him to death?

With his small arm, let alone killing the enemy on the battlefield, it would be nice to run away without being caught by the enemy.

If you let him talk about military affairs on paper, how can he, an inexperienced person, compare to the Hussar General who bravely killed the enemy on the battlefield.

Concubine Ming's eyes were red from crying when she sent Zhou Ming away. When Jing Hong came in a hurry, she only saw Xiao En's back. She had a sore nose and ran to the sixth prince to piss her off. She blamed the sixth prince for driving Xiao En away.

Jinghong and the sixth prince are siblings, but they are very different. Even if Jinghong has a bit of a princess temper, he will not be cruel. The sixth prince is different. He sacrificed everything to achieve his goal.

The frontier road ahead is very bumpy, and every hour of driving has to be stopped to rest. It will take at least ten days to get from here to the frontier.

The bonfire in front of him illuminated Xiao En's side face, and the soldiers in the distance rested holding their swords. Zhou Ming rubbed his hands. The further north he went, the colder it would be.

Xiao En took off his coat and covered Zhou Ming's body, then held Zhou Ming's with both hands, and blew hot air from his mouth, which made Zhou Ming's palms feel a lot warmer.

No one had ever treated him like this before, and Zhou Ming's heart throbbed unconsciously.

This feeling... is amazing, something that was not available in the previous few worlds.

He looked at Xiao En, as if Xiao En's eyes had magical powers that made him sink deeply.

"Is it still cold?" The moonlight shone softly on Xiao En's face. Zhou Ming's heart was pierced by this feeling, and he clutched his chest in pain.

"What's the matter?" Xiao En held Zhou Ming's body, and Zhou Ming's expression was very bad: "Is it hard?"

Zhou Ming shook his head, panting heavily, a soldier said: "There are refugees ahead!"

Zhou Ming narrowed his eyes. He pushed Xiao En away and forced himself to stand up.

The Xinghuo wandering along the mountains in the distance is not far from Xuzhou. These refugees probably escaped from Xuzhou.

Zhou Ming took out some of his dry food. There were not many refugees in this group, so he could do his best.

When they approached the refugees, when they saw that they were officers and soldiers, everyone's face changed. Some people squatted behind others in fear, fearing that the officers and soldiers would take them away.

When they saw Zhou Ming take out the dry food and distributed it to them, they accepted it gratefully.

Zhou Ming saw that they were as skinny as sticks, and he probably hadn't eaten for two or three days.

"It's not safe to wander around in the mountains at this hour. You can rest with me for one night, and we can still guarantee your safety."

These refugees had nowhere to go, so it would be better to have at least soldiers on this night, so they wouldn't be frightened by it.

"That's why I thank the official." The person who spoke was an old man over fifty years old. He didn't eat the dry food that Zhou Ming gave him. He thought that he was going to die no matter what, so why waste the food.

"Tomorrow morning, you set off to go south, and you can reach Linchuan in half an hour. Don't worry, the gate of Linchuan will be opened for you." Linchuan is one of Xuzhou's jurisdictions, and the Eighth Prince is also temporarily Linchuan rested his feet, this matter, he can only help here.

Xiao En took out a few plum cakes from his arms and put them on Zhou Ming's lips: "You haven't eaten much all day, so you should eat some."

Zhou Ming thought he was still a little hungry, so he took a bite: "You can eat the rest."

The corners of Xiao En's lips rose, and he ate Zhou Ming's remaining plum cake.

"Mother!" The sound of mother made Zhou Ming tremble, and the next moment there was a figure in his arms.

Besides his glutinous rice, who else could call him mother?

Xiao En shook his eyebrows slightly, but seeing that Zhou Ming didn't reject him, he didn't intervene.

Nuomi snotted and cried, "Mother, Nuomi misses you!"

Zhou Ming pinched his cheek, and he kind of missed the feeling of pinching glutinous rice like a meat ball in the past: "It's really you."

Nuomi's eyes were full of tears, and every time his mother liked to pinch his face, he glanced sideways at Xiao En, hesitated, and finally threw himself into Zhou Ming's arms and said, "Mother can't leave little Nuomi again!"

"I don't want to leave you either, mother has her reasons." Zhou Ming wiped the dirty glutinous rice face.

Nuomi curled her lips in displeasure, and leaned close to Zhou Ming's ear, and whispered, "When your mother is about to leave, you must tell Xiao Nuomi, otherwise, I won't be able to find your mother!"

"Okay." Zhou Ming also whispered back to Nuomi, and Nuomi was relieved. He knew that he was wandering in a pile of data in order to find his mother, and those messy things haunted him so that he didn't know where to go. go.

Fortunately, he felt his mother's data was active, and that's when he came to this world.

Zhou Ming and Nuomi were reminiscing about the old days, but Xiao En couldn't get in his mouth. After Nuomi fell asleep, he passed the water: "How does the prince know this child?"

He didn't believe that Zhou Ming had such a big child who was still hiding among the refugees. What he was curious about was the origin of this child and why Zhou Ming was so kind to this child.

Or, does he treat everyone like this?I don't know how to take precautions, I just feel sorry for them blindly.