After being robbed by the prince of the enemy country

Nearly a month of hesitation returned to firmness at this moment.

"I want to go back to the palace."

Chu Yun didn't stop him, but asked, "When will you go back?"

"Come back now!"

Chu Shao changed into a bright blue satin shirt, covered with a jade-white fox fur cloak, he got on his horse, and held the reins of the Zhaoye Jade Lion vigorously with both hands, the bell between the bowls rang.

Tu Wei also got on his horse, intending to go back with Chu Shao.

Chu Shao shook his head faintly, "Ordinary horses can't keep up with Zhao Ye's speed, so I'll go ahead!"

He couldn't wait for a moment, he rode his horse and raised his whip, his bright clothes fluttered and turbulent in the sparse wind and snow, nothing could stop him from returning to Beijing, neither the wind nor the rain, not even the official roads that stretched for thousands of miles Be afraid of him three points.

It would take at least one day for Qizhou to rush to the capital, but under Chu Shao's feet, it was abruptly shortened to half a day.

The guards on the tower of the capital city saw a blue figure rushing into the wind and snow suddenly. The commander hurriedly looked closely and recognized who it was. Zhongqin trembled three times with fright.

"Why is this guy back!?"

"Boss, do you want to open the city gate?!"

"Open!!" The commander made a prompt decision.

"But the Holy One didn't say that Empress Dowager will return to the palace today! He doesn't have a pass token either."

"Stupid you! You are still calling for the abolition of the empress?! Wen's party deserves more than death. Is there any difference between the decree issued by the Holy One and the re-sealing empress?!" The commander of the guard army looked at the extraordinary figure, "Even if This is no longer our queen, he is also a great hero of Zhongqin! Open the city gate! Open the city gate to welcome Prince Chu back to Beijing!!"

Chu Shao originally thought it would take some talking. After all, Tu Wei was left a hundred miles away and hadn't arrived yet. Unexpectedly, the guards of the capital would open the city gate for him on their own initiative. The waist board saluted him, giving Chu Shao the illusion of going back to the military camp for inspection.

"Welcome back to Beijing, Mr. Chu." The commander of the guards came to welcome him in person.

Chu Shao recognized him, when the palace changed, this guy was the first one who violated the tiger talisman and turned to Huaizhen, and now he came to welcome him back to Beijing with a simple and honest smile.

What a wise man who judges the situation.

"Thank you, Commander Li." Chu Qingxu hurriedly said his thanks, and rode his horse into the imperial city openly.

Commander Li was overwhelmed with flattery, he never thought that his name would be remembered by someone like Chu Shao, he would die without regret!

The people in the imperial city put down their cups for tea drinking, chopsticks for eating, and money for trading. Even the children crying for candy stopped messing around. Everyone looked sideways at the handsome young man galloping on a BMW. .

Many young girls who have not worked in the past even thought of throwing flowers, but were stopped by insiders around them.

"Don't be stupid, people have their own names."

"Who? The man Miss Ben is looking for, who won't let me?"

"Then you can let the emperor in the palace give it to you. For him, whether to steal the house or exterminate the family, you can choose."

"........"

In this way, Chu Shao entered the palace unimpeded all the way with "great fanfare".

After entering the gate of Qin Palace, he dismounted from his horse and galloped all the way to Heyang Palace on the thin snow. All the court ladies and eunuchs he met on the road consciously saluted him, as if the abolished imperial decree never existed.

Standing outside the hall, Wen Yan saw the people running up the white jade steps, and thought for a moment that he had made a mistake.

"Don't come here unharmed, Eunuch Wen." Chu Shao said.

"...Jun...Young Master Chu?"

"It's me." Chu Shao looked at Heyang Palace, nothing had changed.

"Your Majesty... His Majesty is inside." Wen Yan didn't know if he came to see the emperor, he thought it should be.

Chu Shao took off the snow-stained cloak and handed it to Wen Yan. He walked into the hall and saw that the maids and eunuchs who served the medicine were all wearing gloves. They came out one after another with medicine bowls and warm water nave.

Chu Shao walked towards the inner hall against their direction, the closer he got, the heavier his feet became, and finally he stopped outside the screen, feeling timid for the first time in his life - he was afraid of seeing Huaizhen dying, he was afraid of others Remind him that the man who is always radiant and thick-skinned is also mortal.

"Master Chu?!"

Murong's voice brought Chu Shao back to his senses.

When Murong saw him coming, he was overjoyed, "You... when did you come back?!"

He looked Chu Shao up and down, saw that his complexion was ruddy, and his eyes were full of energy. He took off his gloves and took the pulse of Chu Shao's left hand. The losses left by the Love of the Year Gu have all been made up for, not only made up, but there is still more, His Majesty is so happy...I don't know if His Majesty can see it..."

Chu Shao's brows moved slightly, and he held Murong's hand, "What about others?"

Murong sighed, led Chu Shao into the inner hall, walked around a screen, the smell of medicine was stronger, Murong walked to the bed, lifted two gauze curtains, and the person on the bed seemed to push away the heavy clouds, revealing the In front of Chu Shao.

The first thing Chu Shao saw was a swollen and red hand, which moved up the arm to the rashed neck, and finally landed on the thin and haggard face.

Chu Qingxu had seen many cruel scenes of blood and flesh flying on the battlefield, but none of them made his heart hurt more than what he saw before.

Huai Zhen didn't even bleed, he just lay there lifelessly, as if he was sleeping or dead, if it wasn't for the rising and falling under the quilt, the rising and falling proved that he was still alive, Chu Shao would have collapsed on the spot.

He rushed to the bedside, before Murong stopped him, Chu Shao had already held Huaizhen's swollen hands.

"Don't touch it! Be careful of getting infected!"

Chu Shao ignored it. He wanted to wake Huai Zhen up, so he put the bell in his right hand next to his ear and shook it gently.

The clear and ethereal voice guides the seriously ill to open their eyes.

Huaizhen sees everything as deformed and stretched, but in his eyes, only Chu Shao is so beautiful that his heart will be moved forever.

"I... am I going to die?" He weakly squeezed out a few words.

The beautiful Chu Shao in his eyes desperately shook his head at him, and said in a voice that fluctuated from far to near: "No, you will live well!"

"Is this... revolving door?"

Because he believed that it was a revolving door, Huai Zhen raised his swollen hand that he thought was ugly, touched Chu Shao's cheek greedily, and whispered: "The best memories in my life are all given by Shaoer... the most free. The only person who is not inferior is Shaoer..."

"Your Majesty is sick and confused." Murong saw that Chu Shao was so frightened that his face was full of tears, and hurriedly explained: "It's not yet the stage of dying."

He took the medicine: "Drink this bowl of medicine and you will be more awake."

Chu Shao hurriedly took the medicine bowl, lifted Huaizhen's upper body, and pressed the edge of the bowl to his mouth, not wanting Huaizhen to turn his head away, and was very resistant to taking the medicine.

"Drink the medicine to heal." Chu Shao coaxed him softly.

Huaizhen cried, convulsed from crying, and wiped away tears with his hand that was swollen like a steamed bun, "Is this Mengpo soup?"

Chu Shao: "..."

"After drinking Mengpo soup, I will forget about Shao'er, I can't drink it!!!"

"This is not Meng Po soup!" Chu Shao picked up a spoon and scooped it up. To convince him, he took a sip, "Look, this is not Meng Po soup. Okay, I promise you won't see Po Meng."

"Really?" Huai Zhen looked at him half-believingly with teary eyes.

"Really, after drinking the medicine, I can see Chu Shao every day."

"Liar, Chu Shao doesn't want me anymore."

"Chu Shao didn't want you, he regretted it. He told me himself that he regretted it, and he will go back to the palace today." Chu Qingxu asked tentatively, "Are you happy when he comes back?"

On Huaizhen's pale and withered face, a few streaks of blood suddenly appeared, as if just imagining it like this could inject infinite vitality into him, he nodded shyly, confused by illness, but answered this question so seriously,

"I am very happy that Shao'er is back."

Chu Shao seemed to be softened by him, his eyebrows trembled, he held Huai Zhen's hand, and promised with tears, "Jiu Gu, as long as you recover, I will stay in the palace and be your queen , we can see each other all the time and fall in love every day.”