The General and the Mountain God

"Do you have to ride a half-month-long horse all the way?" The gray-clothed man with cold eyes took a sip of water, and handed the water bag to the little prince in red beside him.

The little prince in red also took a sip and smiled lightly: "Tired? Master."

The man in gray ignored him, walked to the grass by the river and sat down.

"We are going to celebrate the emperor's birthday, shouldn't we go there with great fanfare?" The little prince also sat down, resting his hands lazily on the ground, "There are quite a lot of officials along the way to receive them, so we can't ignore it."

"That's why I never understood," the gray-clothed man looked at the young prince, "You can't be any kind of person, you have to drill into someone's body."

"This immortal needs an identity, and I happen to have one ready-made."

"I don't see any use for your identity." The man in gray turned his head to look at the river.

The little prince picked up a stone and threw it into the river: "Why is it useless? First of all, it is very noble and fits well with my god status."

The gray-clothed man was silent for a while, then said flatly, "Not necessarily."

"Ok?"

"No match."

"Where is it wrong?" The little prince threw another stone, "Although the status is not high, I can barely accept it."

"It's because you are not worthy of the status of this little prince." The tone of the man in gray was still calm.

"Master, does this immortal have such a low status in your heart?" The little prince turned to look at him, pretending to be dissatisfied and said, "I am a mountain god after all."

The corners of the gray-clothed man's mouth curled up slightly: "You were indeed a mountain god before, but once you entered this body, you became a mountain cannon."

"Mountain cannon?" The little prince was confused, "What is that?"

"Your expression is like a mountain cannon." The man in gray clothes curved his mouth even more.

"What exactly?" The little prince was still puzzled.

The man in gray jumped onto the horse and said, "I suddenly feel better, let's go."

The little prince was taken aback by his action, and he didn't care what kind of cannon or not. He hurried over and whispered to the man in gray, "Don't forget that your name is Ari now, and you are my follower!"

Ah Li also realized that she had lost her shape just now, and glanced around, but no one noticed, she breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded to the little prince.

The little prince couldn't help chuckling: "I find that you are much cuter when you become a man than as a woman."

Ali snorted.

The little prince shouted "Ready to go" to the people who were resting, and got into the carriage.

A group of people set out on the road again with several boxes of birthday gifts.

After traveling north for half a month, I finally entered the capital, which is much more lively than Bian Nan.

But now the little prince no longer has the heart to linger on the rare toys on the street, because... his whole body is so sore.

This remnant body that fell into the water was indeed incomparable to his immortal body, and could not stand the torment. After sitting in the sedan chair for half a month, his body felt as if it had fallen apart.

Tired, very tired, very tired, just want to lie down.

When he saw the word Mu Fu, the little prince in red was so excited that he wanted to cry in the sedan chair.

After entering the door, he greeted the old butler he didn't know. He didn't exchange any other greetings. The little prince first asked the old butler to lead people to unload all the things, and then asked the old butler to lead the accompanying servants to sleep.

The old butler was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the little prince meant.

"They are all very tired. I also need to sleep for a while. Call me for dinner." The little prince yawned and added.

The old butler understood, and asked a servant to lead the accompanying servants out, and the old butler took the young prince to his room.

The old housekeeper was always very excited. The little prince was only three years old when he went to Biannan with the prince, and he was already so old in a blink of an eye. He had a lot of emotional things to say, but seeing the young prince yawning again and again and lacking energy, he just endured it.

After letting the little prince into the room, he was busy calling the servants to cook for the little prince.

The little prince entered the room, plunged into the bed, and fell asleep on his stomach.

Ari looked at the little prince who was asleep, and frowned.

Unlike himself, the mountain god does not need to sleep.

With the identity of a human, he has a fixed sleep time every day, but being so tired...is still not right.

With the character of the mountain god, he will never make himself uncomfortable, and he will take care of himself when he feels tired.

Letting it go now is impossible to take care of...

Ahri immediately denied himself when he thought of this. With his cultivation base, it is impossible for him to be unable to take care of himself.

The stupid gods may have their own stupid plans.

Ari didn't think about it any more, and fell asleep on the table next to him for a while.

The little prince had a long-lost dream. He dreamed that a maroon horse was eating his bamboo. He tried to stop the horse, but his hands didn't work. The whole bamboo forest was eaten by the horse. fell, and then he woke up.

When he opened his eyes, Ari was looking at him: "Did you have a nightmare?"

"Terrible." The little prince wiped the sweat from his forehead and wanted to get out of bed.

"Strange..." Ari wanted to say something, but the old butler outside knocked on the door as soon as he heard the sound.

The little prince let him in, and the old housekeeper wanted to help him change his clothes, but he didn't stop him, thinking: I haven't had a dream for hundreds of years?

He has always been the only one who makes trouble in other people's dreams, but he never thought he could be bullied by a horse. Sure enough, he is closer to him in the capital, little Du Heng...

Thinking of this name, the little prince recalled those big watery eyes back then, wondering how the little devil is doing now.

The old butler should know something, ask.

"Du..." The little prince was about to speak, but the old housekeeper said at the same time: "Little prince, if you don't mind, you can call me Grandpa Xuan just like you did when you were a child." His face was full of anticipation.

"Grandpa Xuan." The little prince swallowed what he wanted to say, and let out a grin.

The old butler immediately became more excited, agreed repeatedly, and babbled a lot, all of which happened when he was a child.

He also said that when the young prince fell into the water, King Bian Nan kept hiding from him, and his tone was very dissatisfied.

From the words, it can be seen that the father respects the old housekeeper very much.

The old housekeeper was full of kindness, and the young prince suddenly felt very uncomfortable, so he just listened quietly.

After the old housekeeper said nothing, the little prince said, "Grandpa Xuan, you should call me Xu'er just like your father."

The old butler was stunned for a moment, and tears welled up in his eyes: "I'd better call you the little prince, I'm used to it." He pressed the corners of his eyes with his sleeve: "I made the little prince laugh, you've been away for more than ten years. , I really miss you guys."

"Grandpa Xuan, my father and mother have missed you very much these years." The little prince remembered a letter that his father had brought to the old housekeeper, and reached into his arms to take it out. "This is a letter from my father. It will be there in half a month." The little prince patted the old housekeeper on the back again, "We will see them soon."

The old butler accepted the letter in his arms, pressed the corners of his eyes again, was happy and relieved, didn't know what to say for a while, and finally remembered: "Young Lord, you are hungry, let's eat first."

After dinner, the little prince wanted to go out for a stroll, but the old housekeeper seemed to have a long conversation, so the little prince gave up the idea of ​​going out.

But the old housekeeper didn't talk to him about the old days, all he talked about was the meeting with the Holy Majesty the next day, the little prince listened quietly.

The old butler was afraid that he would lose his composure in front of the palace, so he instructed him several times on some etiquette, what should be said and what should not be said, and the little prince smiled and nodded patiently one by one.

Grandpa Xuan still doesn't understand himself.

Your little prince Mu has a big heart.

Nervous in front of the hall?Hmph, impossible.