The prince is thinking of escaping marriage every day

"I heard that His Majesty's father has made him a prince?" Mu Qianli helped the bed to get up, but he took a sip of the medicine bowl handed by the maid, and looked up at Jinchao. His illness has made him mature a lot , There is quite a bit of royal charm in speaking and doing things.

Jin Chao couldn't help being stunned, lowered his eyes respectfully, and replied: "Indeed."

"I'm afraid it's not a good thing." Mu Qianli nodded. After a moment of contemplation, he drank the medicine in his hand and handed it to the maid beside him. It's really weird." He raised his eyebrows and looked at Jinchao: "You said a few days ago that my father protected me very well, but what do you know?"

"Subordinate..." Jin Chao hesitated for a moment, then bowed his head and said, "Subordinate does not know."

"You guys are hiding something from me." Mu Qianli lowered his eyes, looked sideways at the Moyang flowers swaying in the wind, and the room was quiet for a while.

"There is a reply."Mu Qianli asked, he was in good health, but he still couldn't get the wind, otherwise he really wanted to ask himself if the postman had brought the letter.

"No." Jin Chao sighed, "Maybe the battle is too tight."

"Isn't it good news from time to time?" Mu Qianli snorted softly, walked to the window, and twirled the petals of Moyang flowers with his fingers: "Don't you even have time to write a letter?" You agreed, you will send me a letter every month."

"Little Prince..." Looking closely at Mu Qianli's back, his body has been worn down by the illnesses of the past few months, and he stood alone in front of the window, feeling a kind of indescribable desolation.Jin Chao couldn't help it, and said sadly: "Subordinate...subordinate will ask again."

Turning around to go out, Mu Qianli looked away from the window and looked at the empty room. It was so cold in such a huge room. The dazzling array of decorations were all cold. He couldn't help wrapping his clothes tightly around his body. Undressed, he went to the bed and lay down again, looking at the thin bed gauze above his head, his thoughts gradually wavered.

What the hell is going on outside?Why did the father and mother concubine hide it from him?There is also Jinchao, who clearly knows but hides it from him. In this palace, he seems to be the only one who doesn't know anything. He suddenly feels so lonely and wants to be forgotten in the vast desert. There is no sound around, and the wind rustles. He heard camel bells in the distance, and from the yellow sand in the distance, came a steed horse, it was Gu Shibai's horse, he was riding on the horse, the big red cloak behind him was rolled up by the strong wind, he was like that Chicly, he stabbed fiercely at the enemy's armor with his red tassel.

He woke up suddenly, and turned in from the window again recently. He turned over and frowned in displeasure: "Why don't you go through the door?"

"This subordinate is used to it." Jinchao scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, as if thinking of something, he hurriedly lowered his hand and said, "This subordinate just went to ask for a letter, passed by Ling's mansion, and saw Mr. Ling and his mother returning to Fuyao .”

"His father was sad, so he naturally wanted to send the stele back to his hometown." Mu Qianli was not surprised. This is the custom of the Cangyue Kingdom. Anyone who dies outside must be sent back to his hometown, but he doesn't know when Ling Shuyuan will go. to return.

"There is more." Jin Chao was silent: "The post envoy said that General Gu never replied."

Mu Qianli's drooping eyelashes trembled: "Why not?" He secretly curled his fingers into fists in his sleeves: "Why not?"

"This..." Jin Chao lowered his head in embarrassment: "Xu Shi, what is the reason for Xu Shi?"

"Heh." Mu Qianli snorted, looked up and looked around: "How many times have General Gu's letters been sent back?"

Jin Chao tremblingly stretched out a few fingers: "Three times..."

"Three times!" Qi rushed into his chest, Mu Qianli coughed violently, supported his chest, and asked sadly, "Then why didn't he reply to the letter? If the war is urgent, why are the letters from General Gu's mansion delivered every month?"

"Does the little prince not believe in little general Gu?" Jin Chao asked puzzled, half a month ago, he was still apologizing for little general Gu, why is he so resentful today?

"It's not that I don't believe him." Mu Qianli gritted his teeth, bursts of soreness surged up in his heart, making the corners of his eyes red: "I just, I just hope that if he sees the letter, he will write back to me. Does he know, Does he know..." Can you know how confused I am now, can you know that I am trapped in endless confusion and can't find a way out?But you didn't send me a single letter. In this long night, I couldn't catch any firewood, so how could I not blame you, and didn't even reply to me a letter?

The autumn was deep, and the cold dew was getting heavier, Mu Qianli fell on the bed behind him, the thin quilt couldn't warm the ice in his heart, he curled up in the icy autumn frost, shivering.

Battle reports often come from the battlefield, but the emperor is seriously ill, and the crown prince is in charge of the country. He doesn't know much about military matters, so he entrusts the Ministry of War to handle them.The post envoy handed over the decision of the Ministry of War to Gu Fulin, took out a letter from his bosom, put it in front of Gu Shibai, and sighed: "The little prince of the Southern Prince's Mansion has delivered a letter again."

"It's for Ah Bai again?" Gu Fulin took the letter, glanced at it with disdain, and threw it into the pile of books on the table: "Ah Bai concentrates on the war and cannot be distracted. This letter is still an old rule."

"But..." Xiao Chenzhong sighed, and suggested: "But General Gu is also writing letters to the young prince, according to his subordinates, it's better to let them."

"It's up to them." Gu Fulin said angrily, "It's not that Bai doesn't know about my relationship with King Nan!" Besides, when he set out for the expedition that day, he saw with his own eyes that his son had such marks on his body. He must have learned badly from that Mu Qianli, and went to a brothel to have a good time the night before the expedition. How could he tolerate his son's association with that kind of person, so he naturally withheld their correspondence.

Xiao Chenzhong wanted to say something more, but Gu Fulin raised his hand to stop him from speaking. He lowered his head and unfolded the letter from the Ministry of War. As soon as he glanced at it, he became furious: "The Ministry of War made a good decision. The commander said that there is a shortage of generals on the battlefield. Fortunately, Shen Lanzhao, the eldest grandson of Master Shen, was sent here, Shen Lanzhao is a brat who has never been on a battlefield, what do you know?"

Xiao Chenzhong rolled his eyes and thought for a while, and suddenly he felt blessed: "Maybe it's Mr. Shen from the Ministry of War who went through the back door."

"Then Shen Yu is really talented!" Gu Fulin admired against his will, folded the letter and threw it on the table: "Okay, let Shen Lanzhao come here, and see if the wind and sand on the battlefield don't scratch off a layer of his skin !"

"I'm afraid there is a layer of skin missing." The curtain was lifted, and Shen Cong came in with a smile: "This kid has come to the battlefield, my dear uncle will teach him a lesson."

"That's it! That's it!" Xiao Zhongchen echoed again and again: "Your brother is used to domineering your nephew. A few years ago, he bullied the son of Brother Ling's family from my hometown. Discipline and discipline well!"