The prince is very fierce

Five days later, Chencang.

The banks of the Wei River were full of greenery. Occasionally, soldiers and horses rushing to Yuanzhou ran by on the official road. When they saw the flag in front of them, they quickly dismounted and stood by the road, with their hands hanging down.

The same was true in the towns and villages on the roadside. Many children stood by the official road and looked at the team they had seen a few years ago, slowly passing through the towering walls of Qianyang Pass.

The black-armored soldiers walked in front with their heads held high and their chests held high, leading the way. The black flags in their hands fluttered in the wind, announcing who the master of this team was.

King Su!

The huge carriage driven by five horses passed through the wide official road under the scorching sun.

Three hundred cavalrymen guarded the surrounding area, holding their long swords in their hands, solemn and silent, and even the horses' hooves were almost meticulous.

Guo Zhongxian, the commander of the Western Army, and countless Western Army soldiers stood on the top of the Xiongguan Pass that they had just obtained, watching the carriage of the princes slowly pass by, their hearts in their throats.

As long as the ceremonial guard of Prince Su passed through the gate and was handed over to the Xu family army, if he died, he would have nothing to do with the court. If he died before leaving the gate, it would be another storm that was difficult to calm down!

"Tiger--"

"Tiger--"

"Tiger--"

On the other side of the first pass in the northwest, three thousand Xiliang cavalrymen rushed from the army, riding war horses, holding long swords in their hands, and their majestic momentum made the court officers and soldiers on the top of the city dare not say a word.

Yang Zunyi, the general of the South Route, sat on the snow-stepping war horse. After the carriage passed through Qianyang Pass, he held the long spear in his hand horizontally, and the sound of his whirring stopped abruptly.

Yang Zunyi drove his horse to the front and said loudly:

"Yang Zunyi, the general of the South Route Army, greets the prince!"

"Greetings to the prince!"

The whirring sound shook the sky.

Xu Buling had been tempered in the border army since he was a child and was respected as the 'Little King of Hell'. His unparalleled killing power like a god of war had long established prestige in the Xiliang army.

But at this moment, Xu Buling, who was "running out of energy", naturally could not show up.

Lao Xiao rode his horse to the side of the carriage and raised the cane in his hand.

Yang Zunyi turned around immediately and pointed his long spear to the northwest:

"Escort the prince back to the city!"

"Yes!"

Ta-ta-ta--

The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, and three thousand iron hooves occupied the entire wilderness, galloping towards the northwest, getting farther and farther away from Chang'an!

Compared with the majestic northwest scenery outside the carriage, it was much quieter inside the carriage.

The huge carriage, like a house, had bead curtains on all sides to block the light. The maids fanned the air outside to dispel the stuffy summer air in the carriage.

In the spacious carriage, Xu Buling lay on the couch with a towel on his forehead. His face turned from cyan to pale, and he was barely breathing, but his eyes were open, looking at the woman next to him.

"Woo woo... We've already left Qianyang Pass, and will be back to Suzhou soon... Don't be afraid... It's okay..."

Beside the couch, Madam Lu, wearing a thin white shirt, with her hair casually tied up, sat sideways next to Xu Buling, with two dark circles under her eyes, her eyes full of bloodshot, she had cried until her tears dried up, and held Xu Buling's hand tightly, and she had not let go since she saw Xu Buling again.

On the eighth day of May, Madam Lu just went out of the city with her precious child to relax, but she never thought that from that moment on, the whole world collapsed.

Assassination, regicide, forcing the emperor to abdicate, rebellion, Prince Su left Qinzhou, Xiang'er committed suicide...

The originally peaceful life was suddenly torn apart by the tsunami-like changes, directly crushing the heart of this weak woman.

Xu Buling turned into a regicide in a few hours. When I saw him again, he looked like he was dying...

My best friend was disheartened by the fratricide in the imperial family. The brief quarrel in the carriage last time turned out to be a farewell...

Mrs. Lu didn't know how she survived. She just felt that she was dead these days. The reason she didn't die was because Xu Buling was still alive. If she died, Xu Buling would have no one to take care of him. No matter what happened, he had to live...

It was not until the situation changed later that Xu Buling was framed and Prince Su became a meritorious official. Mrs. Lu recovered a little.

But what if she recovered?

Xiang'er died just like that.

Ling'er was already exhausted. Even the imperial doctor said that his pulse was almost unfeeling. It was not a question of whether he could get better, but whether he could survive.

Mrs. Lu's world now only has Xu Buling. She dares not close her eyes and just stares at him every day, fearing that if she closes her eyes, Xu Buling will die. She faints at some point, and then wakes up in panic and continues to stare...

The tense heartstrings of the past few days have pushed the weak woman to the limit. Her originally soft and soft cheeks are only haggard, and her lips have lost their color because she doesn't eat or drink. She only forces herself to eat a few bites because she is afraid that she will die first.

"Ling'er...it's okay...it's definitely okay..."

The silent chanting has continued for countless times and is continuing.

Xu Buling lay on the couch, holding Mrs. Lu's hand, his heart aching, but he couldn't get better before he arrived at the fiefdom of King Su, so he could only watch like this.

The horses galloped, the sun and the moon moved, and after watching for a long time, a patch of green suddenly appeared outside the window. The branches and leaves of the poplar trees blocked the light, making the carriage a little cooler.

Xu Buling's eyelashes fluttered a few times, and he said weakly: "Aunt Lu... where are you?"

Mrs. Lu, who was in a daze, was shocked, and her eyes suddenly shone with spirit: "Ling'er! You can speak..." She hurriedly grabbed Xu Buling's hand, and looked around in a panic. Finally, she remembered to look outside the carriage and responded incoherently:

"Poplar forest... a lot of poplar trees..."

Outside the carriage, there was also the sound of Lao Xiao knocking on the carriage with his cane.

Dong Dong——

"Young Prince, we're home."

Mrs. Lu was a little anxious and wanted to scold Lao Xiao so that he wouldn't disturb Xu Buling.

But Xu Buling, who was just exhausted, breathed a sigh of relief. He turned over, took the spittoon next to him, and vomited out all the medicine in his stomach that was used to block the blood and qi.

"Ahem - bah bah bah..."

"Ah -"

Mrs. Lu screamed and hurriedly supported Xu Buling, her face anxious and panicked: "Ling'er, what's wrong with you? Someone come... woooo!"

After Xu Buling spit out the medicine, he covered Mrs. Lu's mouth with his hand, picked up the towel that fell to the side and wiped his mouth, revealing a bright smile:

"Aunt Lu, I'm fine, I'm just pretending."

Mrs. Lu's eyes were wide open, and she looked at Xu Buling's face in disbelief, whose face returned to normal in an instant. Tears slowly welled up in her eyes, but she was a little bit unbelieving, afraid that this was a dream.

Xu Buling had been taken care of by Mrs. Lu these days, so he saw everything, and his heart had melted long ago. After wiping his mouth, he released his hand covering Mrs. Lu, and then he plucked up the courage to come forward and hold the bloodless soft cheek, and sucked hard a few times.

"Bobobo..."

Mrs. Lu was still stunned on the spot. Xu Buling held her face and kissed her several times. Although he only kissed her forehead and cheeks and not her lips, it was more like an intimate gesture, which brought a shock and gradually awakened Mrs. Lu's mind that had been closed for many days.

"Ling'er...ah——"

Mrs. Lu suddenly came back to her senses, as if her soul had returned to her body. Her face flushed in an instant. She raised her hand and slapped Xu Buling several times, and kicked him with her feet. She instinctively scolded him with shame and anger:

"I am your aunt!"

After saying that, Mrs. Lu completely came back to her senses. She stared blankly at Xu Buling, who was full of energy and dared to bully her aunt. Tears came out again in an instant. She could no longer hold it back and hugged Xu Buling, crying "Wow...".

Xu Buling hugged Mrs. Lu, thought about it, and covered her mouth again.

"Wuwuwu..."

Mrs. Lu burst into tears. After realizing that Xu Buling was really getting better, she patted Xu Buling's back with her hands. She had a lot to say, but she couldn't say a word. She just cried.

Xu Buling hesitated for a while and didn't tell Mrs. Lu the truth directly. After all, Mrs. Lu didn't know anything from the beginning to the end. She would wait a few days until her mood recovered before telling her slowly.

"Wuwuwu..."

The sobbing continued. Mrs. Lu, who had no strength to begin with, used great strength to hold Xu Buling tightly, making Xu Buling a little breathless.

Xu Buling smiled brightly and gently held Mrs. Lu, kissing the dazed Mrs. Lu on the face from time to time.

"I...wuwu...aunt..."

Mrs. Lu's words were unclear. In the end, she didn't avoid being angry. Her arms gradually became weak. She just lay on Xu Buling's shoulders and whispered faintly.

As the sky gradually darkened and the accompanying soldiers set up camp, Madam Lu fell asleep for the first time in so many days instead of fainting.

Xu Buling gently placed Madam Lu on the couch, thought for a moment, and kissed her face with slightly moving eyelashes before leaving the carriage silently...