After wearing lotus essence

The fishy wind blows through the nose, and the crackling sound of flames burning wood breaks into the ears.

Rong Mu's mind was complicated for a while, for a while it was the sudden blooming of Bi Jiangxue, and for a while it was the scene that was really bleeding before him. He looked around almost blankly, beside him was Shang Cizhou, and on the other side was the man wearing Mysterious man in white robe and mask.

"You, you -- this is what you call civilized people reasoning?!"

Under the city, a man of the southern generation knelt by the Hankou River, and as the torrential river rumbled by, he was still staring at Bi Jiangxue and muttering to Master Hua Jun.

In the midst of Mr. Hua Jun's voices, Rong Mu had a splitting headache for some reason, he forced himself to endure the discomfort, grabbed Shang Cizhou's arm and said, "Are you alright?"

Shang Cizhou was taken aback for a moment, and said, "I'm well, I'm not injured."

His tone was indifferent, as if he was not the one who was almost pierced in the head by Nandai Wang's arrow just now.

Rong Mu was so coaxing, he slowly calmed down when he saw that there was no blood on his body, he stood beside Bi Jiangxue, his figure was three points taller and more elegant than Bi Jiangxue.

Shang Cizhou suddenly realized at a certain moment that his pavilion branches had grown taller.

Rong Mu looked at the other side again, and the Nandai people on the other side seemed to be stunned. Some generals rubbed their eyes and looked at him, then looked back at their own city.

There, stood a man wearing a half mask.

Rong Mu took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Who is he?"

Shang Cizhou's tone was complicated: "He is the legendary king of the Southern Dynasty. This person is born to be good at arrows, and his archery skills are comparable to or even better than Gu's."

Rong Mu stretched out his hand to touch Bi Jiangxue who was causing trouble, and then raised his eyes to look over, and saw the person on the opposite side slowly draw a third golden arrow from the quiver.

Shang Cizhou closed his pupils, and subconsciously pulled Rong Mu to the back position, but this action did not know if it stimulated Nandai Wang, and the eyes of the other party who were exposed outside the mask narrowed slightly.

Since Rong Mu came to this era, he has never seen such a scene where swords are on the verge of death. When he met Lianyu, although Shang Cizhou and Lianyu fought daily, it never hurt his life. When he met the princess of the Southern Dynasty, Although Shang Cizhou was also jealous, he let the princess go home safely—until now he met the Southern King.

The king of Nandai is not Lianyu, Lianyu is alone, and he has the national army, this is not the princess, who is still restrained and disciplined by the king of Nandai. He said that once he was provoked, it would be the scene of stabbing Shura's nest like this today.

Nandai Wang tilted his head slightly, and the arrow was slowly pulled away from the bowstring.

Shang Cizhou's chest suddenly let out a breath, and Rong Mu's heart skipped a beat, but it wasn't for the Southern King who was about to explode on the other side, but for the silent Great Shang Emperor beside him.

Shang Cizhou was angry.

And he was angry.

Rong Mu had discovered a long time ago that this person would subconsciously slow down his breathing when he was really angry. The more angry he was, the calmer his face would be. No one knew when Shang Cizhou would explode or when it would kill him.

Rong Mu rarely saw him like this, or almost never saw him.

He didn't know why in his heart he didn't want these two to be torn up against each other, and the bleeding was already making him uncomfortable.

Rong Mu stretched out his hand involuntarily, and was about to grab Shang Cizhou's arm to calm him down, when the other party suddenly pulled out the long knife on Li Lun's waist, and raised his arm, Rong Mu didn't see the emperor's movements clearly at all, he just felt Something flew past his eyes.

After a deathly silence, the golden arrow was cut in half.

Only at this moment did Rong Mu realize what had happened at that moment just now.

The arrow of King Nandai came.

He didn't dare to blink his eyes, just watched Shang Cizhou's nasal cavity emit a long breath, and his eyes were bloody and dangerous that he had never seen before.

It is unknown who the king of the Southern Dynasty shot the arrow at, but Rong Mu subconsciously thought it was Shang Cizhou, but Shang Cizhou was worried that the arrow would accidentally hurt him, so he drew a knife and directly broke the arrow.

Rong Mu was caught in it, feeling like being torn apart.

Asking Shang Cizhou to judge him to be in a dangerous situation is the most dangerous thing, because the emperor at this time is a vicious dog that even Rong Mu can't hold the collar.

"Listen to him. In the past ten years, I have never taken the initiative to attack Nandai once. I never thought that today, I would be attacked by the king of Nandai." Shang Cizhou said slowly, "Gu ask again, are you really serious?" Start a war for Bi Jiangxue?"

Subconsciously, Rong Mu looked towards the other bank, and saw the man in white robe on the other bank looking at him. At this moment, Rong Mu's heart seemed to pump suddenly.

He was deeply immersed in those indifferent and deep eyes, through which he seemed to see countless turbulent and suppressed emotions.

Rong Mu even had the illusion that this person was silently grieving.

The king of Nandai glanced at him, and then looked at Shang Cizhou again.

Rong Mu heard his voice, he gritted his teeth and said, "Of course this king is not only for Bi Jiangxue, but also for one person."

Shang Cizhou slowly clenched the handle of the knife, his eyes darkened: "For the lonely person?"

The king of Nandai froze for a moment, then as if he had heard something very funny, he suddenly laughed out loud, and even bent down slightly, Rong Mu frowned, feeling the great sadness in his heart for a moment with anger.

"Your people? Hahahaha your people... Shang Cizhou, how can you say such a thing? Do you know who he is? Do you know where he comes from? Do you know what parents and relatives he has? You I don't know at all, but dare to say that he belongs to you," Nan Dai Wang's tone suddenly changed, he put away that miserable smile, and said calmly: "He has never belonged to you, you treat him badly. If he is lost, an evil ghost should stop pretending to be a good person here."

Thoughts surged in Rong Mu's mind, he looked dazed and flustered, the most unimaginable thing in his heart seemed to come out at any moment.

Shang Cizhou lowered his head, glanced at the long knife in his hand, and suddenly put the blade into the scabbard, and forcibly endured the anger of the arrow just now.

His tone was deep: "I don't know about him, because I couldn't find him through investigation, the king of the Southern Dynasty knows, why don't you tell Gu to hear - Gu lost him, but Gu found him back." Shang Ci Zhou raised his hand, and Li Lun moved Bi Jiangxue down the lofty platform, "Who is Ting Zhi, who actually made the king of Nandai willing to fight against Gu?"

Rong Mu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and Shang Cizhou asked!

This question not only troubled Shang Cizhou, but also troubled himself. During this period of time, this matter has been filling his mind. Even though Shang Cizhou never told him to worry about it, the midnight dream always hangs in his heart.

Whether he was born with a spirit, or a person of the royal family acquired a parasitic spirit, the answer all lies with Nandai Wang——

Bi Jiangxue swayed slightly by her side, Rong Mu got close to it, unable to connect to its signal in his mind for a while, as if he was looking for a sense of support.

The city on the other side was strangely silent, and after an unknown period of time, the troops were withdrawn, and the soldiers of both sides retreated from the battlefield. Li Lun saw that something was wrong, and drove all the idlers off the city wall.

It's not good, it's not good, look at this trend, why do those little pets of the East Palace who are disgusted by the old stuff look so tough in the background...

Li Lun silently guarded behind the emperor like a mountain, and there were many fewer people on the Nandai city wall on the other side.

The head-to-head battle is over, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that if the confrontation between the kings of the two sides fails, the situation here is far from over. There are small soldiers whispering and discussing secrets, and more soldiers from the Southern Dynasty are watching eagerly. Rong Mu.

Like, too much like.

That person stood with Bi Jiangxue, this wonderful combination made all the Nandai people feel at ease.

It seems that with Lord Wang Lian and that person present, everything is full of hope.

And these should all belong to their Nandai country...

Rong Li lowered his eyes and looked at the mess under his feet. Above the Hankou River, the iron vine and wooden bridge that had been cut off still had the foundations of those years. cruel.

The lower half of his face was covered by the copper mask, revealing only a pair of sharp and handsome eyebrows.

This is a habit that Rong Li has had since childhood.

And this habit appeared because of his younger brother.

……

"Amu! Get up! Brother will take you out to play!"

A little man was sleeping crookedly on the lotus leaf, his little belly breathing lazily: "No, no, don't go out with big brother, it's better to sleep."

Rong Li said sadly: "Why? For your brother, I even skipped Grand Master's class!"

The child kicked his feet, and the lotus leaf slowly circled in the pool like a small boat: "No one knows me, but there are many people who know my brother. Every time I go out, I will be surrounded and asked where I am." Little slave, unhappy or unhappy, obviously I have a mother with my elder brother."

Rong Li felt distressed, and squatted on the bank and said softly: "Don't be sad, this is what the eldest brother and mother had to do. If possible, the eldest brother hopes that every Nandai people will know us, Amu... Mr. Lianhua every 50 years There is one from the royal family to protect the fate of the people and the country, but we, Amu, are so young, how can people bear it?"

Rong Li took the oars from the shore and pulled the villain's lotus leaf over: "Amu doesn't know, being a Huajun is very tiring, the eldest brother and mother would rather that there is no Huajun in the generation of Nanguo, or that the elder brother himself is a Huajun." Jun, I don’t want Amu to bother me.”

The little man took a breath from his belly, and suddenly sat up round and round. He was wearing a pink and white apron, and his head was covered with soft hair.

"So you don't give your brother a royal family tree?"

Rong Li's eyes were pained: "Keep your father and Wang Ting secret, and you can raise you with peace of mind. If he finds out, you will have to move to the Huajun Palace alone... After that, you will never see your eldest brother again." With mother, does Amu want to do this?"

The villain bit his finger, shook his head and said, "No, no, no sleep, no sweets, no."

Rong Li breathed a sigh of relief: "So let's hold on for a few more years, and when the eldest brother becomes the king of the Southern Dynasty, he can restore the status of Amu's direct line in an open and honest manner. At that time, we will ask them to call you His Royal Highness. Call our little brother a little man slave... I will give you a higher status and better things to make up for Amu's grievances in hiding in Xiaochi all these years."

The villain thought for a while, then grinned, showing two small teeth and smiling coquettishly: "Brother! Hug!"

Rong Li's nose was astringent, and he was annoyed countless times how could this generation of Huajun be his younger brother, he was so young, so beautiful and well-behaved, how could he spend all his energy to give birth to lotus plants for the prosperity of the entire Southern Dynasty?

The Huajuns of all dynasties on the genealogy were separated from their biological mothers since birth and were raised alone in the Huajun Palace. The youngest did not live past the age of eight, and the oldest was only 28-[-].

The premature death has almost become the curse of Hua Jun's identity, Rong Li is determined to break this curse, how can he be willing to pay for everyone when his younger brother is so young?

This is too unfair to him. He only hopes that his younger brother will be safe and smooth in this life, and survive the catastrophe of premature death. When the time comes, he will definitely want him to sit beside his throne in a glorious manner, so that Nandai Kingdom will not have Mr. Hua Also find a way out!

Rong Li took out a copper face from his bosom and waved it at the villain: "Stop playing around and become a lotus flower. Wang Lian only has a few. Be careful that someone will pick it up by mistake. Brother can't find Amu." Hurry up—look, what is this?"

The three or four-year-old villain innocently reached out to reach the hanging belt behind the copper face, and the lotus leaf floated with him, near and far.

"mask!"

Rong Li smiled, and touched the soft hair on his head: "It's a mask, my mother made it for me, and said that in the future, I will take my younger brother out to play, and no one will notice that I am the prince again!"

As he said, he put the mask on his face and deliberately made a funny expression, which really made Xiao Hua Jun laugh: "This is good, this is good, big brother wears this, no one will make fun of me as the prince's little slave, In the future, Amu will definitely be able to recognize that it belongs to my brother at a glance!"

Rong Li smiled and stretched out his hand, and the little man swam over, pulling the floating lotus leaf, and then jumped up with momentum, asking him to hug him.

heavy.

"We, Amu, eat a lot and grow up well. Eldest brother looks healthier than the portraits of Mr. Huajun in the past! We will definitely grow up safely!"

The person in his arms chuckled, and patted his soft belly embarrassingly.

"Brother, hungry!"

The lower half of Rong Li's face was hidden in the mask, and he looked at the person in his arms gently with his eyes: "Today, I will take His Royal Highness down to eat the red bean pie in West Street and Alley."

The palace bell swayed, and the ribbon fluttered.

Rong Li was happy and worried at the same time, he didn't know how to help the person in his arms survive the untimely death, so he had to take care of him every day.

"Father is already wondering why there is no Hua Jun in this generation... What if the elder brother can't protect you, alas."

"It's okay, if I can't protect me, I'll find another person to protect me!"

Rong Li smiled wryly: "Who can love us Amu the way big brother loves you—"

"Don't worry~ There will always be someone like that, right? After all, I have such a good heart!"

Only then did Rong Li chuckle: "You're right, in the future there will be countless people who will love and respect His Royal Highness, and there will be many people who are willing to give everything for you..."

The childish voice gradually drifted away, as if passing through countless times and spaces.

The last impression in Rong Li's mind was only the anger of Wang Lian being poached away by accident. After chasing after her, Wang's younger brother has already become a thing in the womb of the crown prince of the enemy country.

Standing on the border city of Nandai, with countless blood under his feet, he is now a king that no one dares to overstep.

However, he was obviously wearing a mask, but his younger brother could no longer recognize him.

Rong Li took a deep and slow breath, as if suppressing something, then raised his hand, his fingertips turned white and untied the white ribbon on the back of his head, a small mechanism clicked, and he took off the cover with one hand. Engraved copper surface with lip and nose.

Across the river, Shang Cizhou's pupils suddenly constricted for a moment, and there was such a turbulent wave in his heart that even Li Lun clearly gasped.

My dear mother!this!this!A face is better than guesswork!

So, His Majesty, this is the private raising of a prince who has been kidnapped? !

Rong Mu stared blankly at the opposite side, and saw Nandai Wang tilt his head slightly, and then said: "I haven't seen you for ten years, but Amu Ke still recognizes Brother Wang?"

Bi Jiangxue suddenly swayed non-stop, and the picture flashed in Rong Mu's mind.

He subconsciously took two steps forward, clasping his hands firmly on the city wall of Jinguang City.

The golden crow and the bright moon divide the sky evenly, which is an evening scene before dusk.

Rong Mu's breathing was short, his eyes didn't move, he opened his lips for a while and said, "I...I am not a slave of the southern generation, nor the little pet they despise, I am...I am—"

Rong Li tightened his fingers and trembled at the hem of his clothes, Yuan Chuo stared blankly at Rong Mu's face that was exactly the same as his benefactor, suddenly knelt down and said loudly: "Thank you, Your Highness, for saving my wife! Yuan Chuo will never forget it in this lifetime!"

The soldiers of the great merchants were all dumbfounded. Seeing the acquiescence of the king, the soldiers of the Southern Dynasty knelt down and worshiped one by one: "Welcome Your Royal Highness to return to the country! Your Royal Highness, the moon will shine together, and you will live forever!"