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King Nanlin raised his long sword and chased after Zhao Rong.Zhao Ziyu knew that Zhao Rong was definitely not his father's opponent, so he had no choice but to abandon the army and chase after him.

Zhao Rong didn't like martial arts in the first place. For him, riding a horse was just a daily pastime. How could he walk through such a difficult mountain road? Seeing that the King of Nanlin was chasing after him with a big knife in his hand, "Zhao Rong, save your life!"

The dismounted horse was frightened, threw Zhao Rong off the horse, and ran away by himself.Zhao Rong fell down, and smiled wryly in his heart, could it be that he was destined to die here, even the horse would abandon his master and run away.

In a blink of an eye, King Nanlin was already in front of him, pointed at Zhao Rong with red eyes and asked, "Zhao Rong, you and I are also cousins. I claim that I don't feel sorry for the old King Rong and you. Why do you do this?" for me!"

Zhao Rong sneered, stood up straight, looked into Nanlin King's blood-red eyes, the mountain wind blew, Zhao Rong's clothes fluttered in the wind, and asked calmly: "Brother Wang, you have sacrificed thousands of dollars for your own selfishness. The people are in dire straits, have the people in this world ever treated you badly, and you want to treat them like this!"

"This throne should have been mine in the first place. I'm just taking back what belongs to me. Since you're going against me, I'll let you die without a burial!" He took the big knife in his hand and slashed it down towards the top of Zhao Rong's head.

Zhao Rong closed his eyes calmly, his complexion changed, and he didn't show any panic.

"Don't—" Zhao Ziyu yelled, and the big knife in his hand came out and hit Nanlin King's arm, and the big knife fell.

"Ziyu?" Nanlin Wang turned his head and saw that it was his own son who stopped him, and he was furious, "Ziyu, what do you want to do?"

Zhao Ziyu jumped off his horse, stood in front of Zhao Rong, knelt down and begged King Nanlin, "Father, my son has no other wishes, but please let Uncle Wang go!"

"Let him go?" Nanlin Wang roared with bloodshot eyes, like a wild beast, "I let him go, why did he let us father and son go, I have been planning hard for ten years, because he was destroyed in one day, How dare you plead for him now!"

"Father, now that the defeat is settled, even if you kill the little uncle Wang, it will not help, my child begs you to be merciful, let him go!"

"Get out of the way—" King Nanlin pointed his bloody sword at Zhao Ziyu's head, "I'll let you get out of the way, if you don't let me out, I'll kill you as well!"

"You are my father, even if you want my son's life, my son is willing, I just ask my father to let little uncle Wang go!" Zhao Ziyu pleaded bitterly.

"Niezi!" Nanlin King jumped off his horse in a rage, kicked Zhao Ziyu away who was kneeling on the ground, swung his big knife and slashed at Zhao Rong.

"Don't—" Zhao Ziyu hurriedly got up and pushed Nanlin Wang away. "Little Uncle Wang, hurry up!"

"Ziyu..." Zhao Rong looked at Zhao Ziyu blankly, "Ziyu, why did you do this?"

"Let's go—" Zhao Ziyu roared.

Zhao Rong's eyes were sore, he turned around hastily, and ran into the distance.

"Zhao Rongxiu go—" King Nanlin yelled, kicked up the big knife on the ground and stabbed towards Zhao Rong. Before taking two steps, Zhao Rong fell into a pool of blood.

"Little Uncle Wang—" Zhao Ziyu's mournful cry echoed in the valley, and Zhao Rong's consciousness was a little bit blurred.

When Zhao Rong woke up again, the Nanlin King's rebellion was over.King Nanlin was defeated and committed suicide, his son Zhao Ziyu was arrested, and King Nanlin's army lost its commander, so they were all captured without a fight.This time, Zhao Rong made the greatest contribution to countering the rebellion.

Zhao Rong was seriously injured, and Nanlin Wang's saber pierced his heart just a little bit off.Now he can only lie on the bed.

Seeing Zhao Rong wake up, Jin Gouyue was very excited, "Little prince, I thought you were burned to death by that fire and I will never see you again!"

Zhao Rong forced a wry smile and asked, "Where am I now?"

"You are seriously injured. You are not suitable for traveling and traveling. You can only temporarily recuperate in the border town. General Wu has already returned to Beijing with the captured rebels!" Jin Gouyue returned.

"Already gone? How long has it been?" Zhao Rong asked hastily.

"It's been three days! My lord, I know that although Zhao Ziyu rebelled, he treated you really well. That day when the Nanlin King's army broke up, the army went back to the border town. It was only later that I found out that you disappeared. It was Zhao Ziyu who took you Back to the border, he was also seriously injured at the time, and later fell into a coma, and Zhao Ziyu hadn’t woken up until he was pressed back to Beijing! Although I have been at odds with him since I was a child, I hope you Don't hate him!"

"Three days!" Zhao Rong reluctantly got up from the bed, "You go and prepare, we will return to Beijing!"

"What?" Jin Gouyue was startled, "Little prince, you just woke up now, so you shouldn't be exhausted!"

"Stop talking, go get ready!"

Jin Gouyue had no choice but to prepare to return to Beijing.In fact, Jin Gouyue is also very depressed these days. He came back from the victory, and he only wanted to see Mo Xiaoyu. Now that he has meritorious service, he will go to the emperor to pardon Mo Xiaoyu, and they will be together in a legitimate way.However, as soon as he came back, General Wu told him that Mo Xiaoyu had already left.

This hateful little cuttlefish clearly told him to wait!Maybe it was because there were too many people, and Mo Xiaoyu didn't want to face so many people, so he voluntarily stayed to take care of the little prince. He thought that Mo Xiaoyu would show up when the army left, but after waiting for three days, nothing came. Wait until the cuttlefish.

Where did he go?

Zhao Rong was extremely weak, so Jin Gouyue prepared a comfortable carriage and tried to take some smooth roads.However, Zhao Rong asked Jin Gouyue to take the path as much as possible and reach Bianliang in the fastest time.

Five days later, Zhao Rong hurried back to the capital.Knowing that he came back, the emperor led all the civil and military officials to greet him in person at the gate of the city. Zhao Rong barely got up and got out of the carriage to salute.

The emperor walked a few steps quickly and came to his side, "Rong'er, you don't need to be polite, you are not in good health, why don't you rest for a while?" With a somewhat reproachful tone, he hugged the seriously injured Zhao Rongheng in front of everyone.

Zhao Rong was shocked and wanted to break free, "Your Majesty, this is out of style!"

"Rong'er, you have made great contributions and come back this time. If you are such a pillar of the country, how can I have the heart to let you go back!" With that said, the emperor carried Zhao Rong back to the palace.And ordered: Now Xiao Rong Wang is weak and needs to rest, and the celebration banquet will be held after Xiao Rong Wang is in good health.

Zhao Rong failed to return to the palace and was placed in the emperor's bedroom.No one can disturb him, even though he is obsessed with Zhao Ziyu, there is nothing he can do.

After General Wu returned to Beijing, as the emperor told King Xiaorong, King Xiaorong was seriously injured in the battlefield, and it was Zhao Ziyu who carried him back. General Wu did this to intercede for Zhao Ziyu.Unexpectedly, it was his words that hurt Zhao Ziyu.

The imperial doctor took turns guarding outside the emperor's bedroom. The emperor ordered that Zhao Rong's injury was not good, so he was not allowed to step out of the bedroom. As soon as he came back, he was imprisoned in disguise.