Reborn Prince Zhaoyang

When Diandian was wiped out, he would see such a face, which made him speechless in shock.

He has always known the dangers of the human heart, but he didn't know how dangerous it is, which made him feel pain and pity, but facing the confusion of the people in the big medicine barrel, he finally said: "You are yourself."

"Am I myself?" The man smiled, and Zhou Yufeng suddenly opened his eyes, but what he saw was the sky full of stars.

Unable to fall asleep anymore, Zhou Yufeng simply sat up, with a trace of struggle on his face, and after a while, he still jumped up: "Yan Lu, Lu Fang, you are accompanying Mr. Yan Zi to the border town, and I am going to chase Qi Xuan. "

"Yes, my lord." Yan Lu and Lu Fang also jumped up, and even Yan Zi who was sleeping in the carriage leaned out: "When you see him, tell him that his body can last up to a year."

The body of Zhou Yufeng who had already mounted the horse suddenly stopped, and suddenly he raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl. In the long howl, Zhou Yufeng slapped the horse and galloped away.

"Mr. Yanzi, is this true? Prince Yu, he, does he only have one year to live?"

Yan Lu walked over to the carriage in a few steps, and asked anxiously, how could it be possible, Qi State just lost a prince Zhaoyang, and now Prince Yu who has just emerged is also going to fall?

"Well, at most one year." Yanzi nodded: "Actually, he has already passed through the gate of hell. If he hadn't had a firm will, I'm afraid it would have been..."

I am afraid that his soul has already fallen into the underworld, and there is no way to survive.The man looked young, but his body was ruined and dilapidated. Unless there was a Da Luo Jinxian, or the legendary elixir, it would be possible for him to prolong his life, but it was also a very painful lingering.

"This is the fate of not cherishing yourself. Even if he regrets it now, it is too late, too late..."

After Yan Zi finished speaking, he returned to the carriage, and Yan Lu walked back to the campfire in a bit of a daze: "It's rare, will God not forgive a person who is willing to repent and reform himself?"

"Perhaps, this is the doomed destiny of my country of Qi." Lu Fang also sighed leisurely. Prince Zhaoyang, Prince Yu, is it impossible for Qi to be owned after all?

Zhou Yufeng galloped his horse on the pipeline, he only wished that the horse could run faster, and he would catch up with that person immediately.

Yan Zi's words have been echoing in his mind, one year, one year, when the truth finally comes to light, do you still have to bear the pain of separation?

Why does God torture all living beings like this, there is already an unforgettable farewell, and now he has to bear it again?In his heart, he felt an irreconcilable guilt towards that person. Why, how could he be so dull!

The author has something to say: Zhaoyang is in Emperor Wu's heart, and Emperor Wu has recognized Zhaoyang, so he will not abuse Zhaoyang.

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The morning light fell on the room, and Zhaoyang also opened his eyes. He was guarding a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in front of his bed. When he saw Zhaoyang woke up, he knelt down and kowtowed: "Young master, slave Qin Liu, is Director Gao. Sent to serve the young master."

Qin Liu reminded Zhaoyang of Gao Shu, his former personal servant. He was not as clever as Qin Liu, but very simple and honest.

Thinking of Gao Shu, thinking of the people up and down the prince's mansion, Zhaoyang's chest began to feel suffocated again, because too many people were involved in that disaster, father, you killed too much, and you can't be happy for just one Zhaoyang. Hurt Yin.

"Master, do you want to get up?" Zhaoyang didn't speak, Qin Liu waited for a while, and then asked: "Director Gao said, Master, you are not feeling well, if you don't want to get up, please rest more, what's the matter, Just tell your slaves."

"En." Zhaoyang closed his eyes again. Although his mind was clear, he needed to rest, otherwise his physical strength would not only be unable to go to Beijing, but also unable to follow his father's side.

Since the day when Zhaoyang and Emperor Wu first met, although they stayed in Xingyi for a few more days, Zhaoyang never saw Emperor Wu again, and Qin Liu took care of his food and daily life, and other people seldom visited him. room to come.

Five days later, Dai Ming reported to Emperor Wu that Zhaoyang's physical condition was recovering well, and he was able to continue on the road and endure the long-distance bumpy road, so Emperor Wu ordered to leave Luzhou Mansion and set off for Yunzhong Mansion.

Qing Hui seemed very unwilling to join Emperor Wu's and his horses. After leaving the post, Qing Hui insisted on walking at the back, and Zhaoyang followed his will, one person and one horse silently riding three feet away from Emperor Wu and the others. distance.

It wasn't the first time that Zhaoyang walked behind Emperor Wu, but it was the first time he saw Emperor Wu with other people's eyes. Although there was only a short distance and a few guards, there was still a gap between him and Emperor Wu. The distance is clearly close at hand.

In fact, this is also good, Zhaoyang looked at the Emperor Wu who never looked back, since he is no longer Prince Zhaoyang, he should be a brand new Prince Yu, and gradually he will be able to adapt to such an alienated father-son relationship.

Although he was forced to take off the burden of Prince Zhaoyang, he was still able to return to his father's side, which was also a kind of luck. He had no objection to being a prince or an idle prince.

Thinking like this, Zhaoyang suddenly became enlightened, he has not lost, he is still the son of the emperor.

Qinghui seemed to sense Zhaoyang's ups and downs, and while walking forward, she also turned her big head and looked back at Zhaoyang frequently.

A faint smile appeared in Zhaoyang's eyes, he stroked Qinghui's big head and whispered, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Raising his head and looking into the distance, Zhaoyang seemed to have been completely reborn. After sweeping away the haze on his body before, he felt relaxed.

Looking at Zhaoyang in front of him, he didn't notice that Emperor Wu glanced back at him, there was no alienation and indifference in that glance, it was warm and caring.

"Ask someone to prepare the meal he likes, don't let him see it." Emperor Wu turned to Gao Le who was beside him, and Gao Le hurriedly replied: "Yes, master."

Because of Zhaoyang's health, the group of them couldn't walk fast, and when the sun was rising higher and higher, and the wind blowing over became hotter and hotter, Emperor Wu ordered to find a cool place nearby to rest.

A long time ago, the guards sent by Gao Le to inquire first came back and reported that there was a tea house one or two miles ahead. It was not a simple tea house, but a more refined and clean tea house.

While talking, a small second-floor teahouse built next to the official road appeared in everyone's sight.

The tea house is completely built with bamboo. The first floor is an open hall, and you can see the innermost part at a glance. There are a few square tables and a few long benches. There are many pedestrians resting in the open hall. What I eat is a big bowl of tea, and what I eat is rough food.

The stairs to the second floor were built outside the teahouse. Before Emperor Wu and the others came to the teahouse, a few people who looked like they had status walked up the stairs to the second floor, followed by servants and servants.

Behind the teahouse is a dense bamboo forest. The green bamboos in the bamboo forest are lush and green. The green bamboos with a thick bowl mouth go straight to the sky, casting shadows that cover the teahouse in front of it.When people look at it, they immediately feel the coolness and infinite heat disappearing.

Not only is the teahouse unusual, but the waiters in the teahouse are also better dressed than those in the humble tea sheds, and they are full of wit.

When Zhaoyang saw the teahouse, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, he beckoned Qing Hui to go forward, until he came to Emperor Wu's side: "Father, the teahouse in front seems to be full, why don't you go a little further Let's go and find another place to rest."

Before Emperor Wu could speak, the clerks in the teahouse had already seen them, and one of the clerks greeted them with a smile: "Dear guest, do you want to rest? We have good tea in the teahouse, and we will ensure that you are satisfied."

Seeing that Emperor Wu and the others were just looking at the horse, they didn't intend to get off the horse. They rushed over in three or two steps in a hurry, and they were about to reach out to grab their horse and chew their heads: "My dear guest, our teahouse is the only resting place on this section of the road. The best and quietest teahouse on this official road, the sun is getting high, and the weather is gradually getting hotter, so it’s not too late to come down and rest your feet before hurrying on your way.”

"Gao Le." Emperor Wu called, and Gao Le asked, "Are there any free seats in the tea house? My master is not used to sharing a table with other people."

"Yes, yes, honored guest, please go to the second floor. There are vacancies on the second floor, and it is also cool, elegant and quiet. Honored guest, you can drink tea and snacks while watching the distant scenery from a high place." The man nodded and smiled, looking at Emperor Wu and the others with a hint of greed in their eyes.

"Father." Zhaoyang wanted to persuade him again, but Emperor Wu had already dismounted first and walked towards the teahouse. Gao Le, the accompanying guards, and Dai Ming followed closely behind.

"Master." Qin Liu, who was assigned to wait on Zhaoyang, looked at Emperor Wu and others who dismounted and walked towards the teahouse, and then looked at Zhaoyang who was still sitting firmly on the horseback, feeling a little at a loss.

"Get off the horse and enter the teahouse." Zhaoyang said simply, Qin Liu hurriedly rolled off the horse, waited for Zhaoyang to get off the horse, and followed him into the teahouse following in the footsteps of Emperor Wu and others.

The second floor is indeed as the man said, not only spacious, cool, but also very elegant and quiet. There are more than half of the people sitting on the second floor. They may be in groups of three or five, or alone, chatting or drinking tea.

When Emperor Wu and others walked up to the second floor, it still caused quite a commotion. It was really the imposing manner of Emperor Wu that could not be ignored, which attracted the attention of everyone in the teahouse. He couldn't help but shut his mouth tightly.

He chose the two tables on the far right, Emperor Wu sat on the inside one, the guards sat on the outside table, and Gao Le stood beside Emperor Wu to serve him.

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