Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 223 The world is like a tide and people are like water, but few people return.

The winter solstice before Dakun destroyed the country.

North of the Yangtze River, everything was covered in silver. Soldiers were riding their horses back and forth. The sky and earth were covered in white light. The military camps were as small as beans, and most cities had hung flags with the word "Li" on them.

To drive Qingqi away, the snow is full of bows and knives.

In another four months, the capital city will be conquered by the Taizu Emperor, announcing the end of the Rong people's rule north of the Yangtze River. In their place, there will be a unified dynasty called "Li"... But that will be four months later.

At that time, Jin Wang Luo Yingquan was just a seven-year-old boy who was practicing martial arts in the hometown of Emperor Taizu Gao. No one could have imagined that he would be a powerful vassal king in charge of an army of 200,000 in the future, and no one could have imagined that he would be plotted against by his nephew and almost become infamous for eternity.

At that time, the headmaster of Wugong Mountain was not yet Guiyi Zhenren. He was only fourteen years old, wearing a Taoist robe that was one size too big, drinking wine in a brothel in Hongzhou, Jiangyou, and then was dragged out of the brothel by his fourteen-year-old childhood sweetheart by the ear.

That year, the Yanyun Sword Sect and Xiao Xitian in Jin had already secretly contacted the envoys sent by Emperor Taizu Gao, preparing to raise troops and build up momentum at the moment of the decisive battle to completely drive the Rong people out of the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun and the Jinliang area of ​​the Central Plains.

One morning, on the city wall of Quanzhou, 800 miles away from the capital, the "Li" flag fluttered in the wind. A young man in white armor, with a long sword on his waist and a longbow on his back, led a horse and rode away accompanied by his deputy general.

Dakun's national fortune was completely lost, and Li's army was invincible, having pushed the front line to the vicinity of Quanzhou.

At this time, the King of Yan was only ten years old, but he was born with supernatural powers and extraordinary talent. He was known as the "Qilin Son of Sword and Spear". Although he was not tall, he had chopped off countless heads of Rong people on the battlefield with a single sword and a single spear. He was a young man full of vigor and vitality, dressed in fine clothes and riding a fierce horse.

The King of Yan received a tip-off that there seemed to be a small group of Rong people roaming in the mountains and forests in the north, so he took his deputy general to investigate.

"Young Master, let us do this kind of thing. If you come in person and something goes wrong..." the deputy general whispered to comfort him.

"My life is life, but the lives of other soldiers are not life?" The King of Yan rode his horse at full speed, not caring at all. Instead, he smiled arrogantly, "No matter who comes, you can see whether I will pick him with my gun!"

As he spoke, the King of Yan patted the belly of the white horse under his crotch, where a large spear wrapped in black cloth was located… However, the length of the spear was almost half a body taller than the King of Yan.

The deputy general had no choice but to hold the long sword at his waist tightly and pay attention to the movements around him at all times.

Riding his horse into the forest on the north side of Quanzhou, King Yan soon heard shouting and the sound of horse hooves in the distance.

He looked slightly pleased and waved his whip, "Go!"

As he rode away, he saw a carriage on the official road in the forest. The wheels rolled over the snow on the road, hitting stones in the snow from time to time. The carriage was immediately lifted up a few inches in the air and was extremely bumpy, but he did not dare to slow down.

The driver was a poor old man with a goatee and a sour-looking old pedantic look. However, he was shot with arrows on both sides of his waist, abdomen and chest, and was bleeding profusely. However, he still held the reins tightly and did not dare to let go at all.

A little girl who looked no more than six years old, tightly grasped a medical book in one hand, and rummaged through the medicine box at her feet with the other hand. She was obviously trying to treat the driver's injuries and was so anxious that she was about to cry.

Behind the carriage, there were more than 20 Rong people wearing fur coats. They were all riding horses and holding short bows. They followed the carriage and shouted, "Don't run!"

"Death!"

The deputy general of King Yan recognized the leading Rong man, and his face changed instantly, "Young Master, it's Yuan Lingyu! He is from the Central Plains but he works for the Rong people. He is the left vanguard of the Rong army and a master! He actually came here!? Let's not make a move yet, wait for the subordinates to give a signal..."

Before the deputy general finished speaking, he saw the King of Yan stepping heavily on his horse's back with his boots, leaping high into the air, and shooting out of the forest. He raised his hand and took out the longbow from his waist, and let out a long howl, "Die, you dog!"

This longbow is a five-stone bow, which is five feet long and almost as tall as the King of Yan. With his arm span, he cannot pull the bow open, and naturally cannot unleash the power of the five-stone bow.

But he stood up from the ground, stomped his boots on the bow, raised his hand to take three feather arrows from the quiver behind his waist, and pulled the bowstring tightly.

When the Rong people heard the noise, they quickly looked up and saw that the young general in white armor was almost treating himself as an arrow, and he shot three arrows with just a raise of his hand.

call out----

The sounds of the three feather arrows breaking through the wind almost merged into one. As soon as the Rong man heard the noise, the feather arrows were in front of his face, shooting three small holes in the wind and snow.

The Rong leader named Yuan Lingyu's face changed slightly. He pulled the reins and twisted his body on the spot. Then he saw a feather arrow brushing past his side and then piercing through the hearts of the three Rong men behind him. The arrow continued to move forward and the three Rong men flew backwards and were nailed to the tree by the feather arrow.

The carriage driver and the little girl looked stunned. They did not expect that a young man in a white robe would suddenly appear here.

In the eyes of King Yan, no matter who the Rong people were chasing, it would be right to kill them first.

Yuan Lingyu guessed that the young general in white robes was here to rescue people, so he slammed his boots on the horse's back and flew up as well, grinning, "There are quite a lot of dogs in Chen Country!"

He suddenly drew out the long sword from his waist and threw it hard towards the direction of the carriage, intending to attack Wei to save Zhao.

The long knife swirled in the snow, leaving a white line, and in the blink of an eye it was close to the little girl. The little girl was so scared that her face turned pale, but at this moment, a long sword also flew in the air. With a "clang" sound, the long sword and the long knife collided in the air, sparks burst out, and then the two weapons suddenly flew to both sides.

The long knife slashed the curtain of the carriage, and the curtain split open instantly, revealing a pale and graceful lady in the carriage.

The long sword was stuck upside down on the car board, and the sword body was shaking slightly.

Yuan Lingyu sneered, and while in mid-air, he suddenly stepped on the tree trunk beside him, and a short curved knife slipped out from his sleeve, and shot it towards the young general in white robe, "Look at your age, you dare to learn to save people like a knight before you are weaned? Today, this general will teach you a lesson!"

"A Rong dog has learned to speak human language?" King Yan sneered. Although he threw away his long sword and had no weapon left, he raised his hand to grasp the scabbard and blocked Yuan Lingyu's short scimitar.

Yuan Lingyu was a master, and before he met the one who was in harmony with nature and the martial arts master, he could fight anyone. If he missed with his sword, he would turn around and kick the King of Yan away, "You are only good at talking!"

"Young master, take the spear!" The deputy general raised his hand, grabbed the spear from the horse's belly and threw it at King Yan.

The King of Yan flew backwards, and the spear slid past his side. He reached out to take the spear, and continued flying backwards. Before hitting the ground, he spun in the air, and the spear touched the ground first, and then the spear body was almost pressed into a long bow.

boom!
The next moment, the spear suddenly straightened out, like a stretched spring, and shot King Yan out like an arrow from a bow. He flew up at a faster speed than before. He held the spear high with both hands, and his body and the spear almost formed a crescent moon.

"Today I will test your so-called master!"

……

After a while, more than 20 Rong soldiers present were all killed, and Yuan Lingyu fled in panic and was injured.

King Yan gasped for breath, standing among the corpses of the Rong people, and laughed happily. Then the voice of the deputy general came from not far away, "Young Master!"

King Yan looked back and saw that the carriage had stopped and the driver had fallen to the ground. The snow around him had been stained red with blood.

He hurried over, but saw the driver gasping for breath, losing too much blood, and about to die.

King Yan turned the driver over, raised his hand and fed him a pill, and then saw a token falling from his waist, on which was written "Xing".

The King of Yan was slightly stunned. "A doctor from the Rong people's imperial hospital?"

The names of the Imperial Medical Bureau all have the character "Xing" in their title, which has a very intuitive meaning, as it refers to "Xinglin".

After taking the pill, the coachman looked much better. The noble lady in the carriage lifted her skirt and got off the carriage. She took out a jade hairpin from her hair and handed it to King Yan, "Thank you, young general, for saving my life."

King Yan glanced at the noble lady's belly, which was slightly bulging, and it was obvious that she was pregnant. Combined with what Yuan Lingyu had just said, he immediately had a guess about the noble lady's identity.

"I heard that after the fall of Chen State, the Rong people were interested in Chen State's national treasure, one of the Nine Bells, the Inlaid Gold Boshan Furnace. However, the royal family of Chen State hid it, and the Rong people could not find it. The four colored glaze jades were scattered around the world, so they kidnapped the then crown prince and crown princess of Chen State, used this as a threat, and ordered people to take the Inlaid Gold Boshan Furnace in exchange for people..."

As he spoke, the King of Yan glanced at the driver again, and then smiled slightly, "It seems that Chen State did not hand over the wrong Jinboshan furnace, but sneaked into the palace and rescued the Crown Princess while the country was in chaos."

The more the King of Yan spoke, the paler the lady's face became. She asked in a low voice, "Young General, is he from the Li army?"

Emperor Taizu Gao first unified the south and then led his troops north, so the national hatred and family feuds of Chen State and Li State could be said to have been resolved together.

The King of Yan took a deep look at the noble lady, then looked away, looking at the driver whose complexion had improved, and said calmly: "There is no such thing as a young general who left the army. He is just a wanderer."

"Young Master, you are only ten years old this year. You have learned skills and have been fighting in the army. You have never been to the martial arts world. How can you be called a wanderer? Moreover, at your age, this is not appropriate..."

"Shut up!" King Yan blushed and glared at the deputy general.

The noble lady couldn't help but chuckle, and then asked softly, "Young General, do you not want to kill me?"

"I never bully the weak or kill women and children indiscriminately."

The lady gently stroked her belly with her hands. Although she didn't say anything, her meaning was very clear... Cutting the grass at its roots was a principle that even a woman like her understood. When the baby in her belly was born, there was no telling what it would do...

King Yan chuckled, "If he wants to kill me, then come on, I'll wait for him to come and kill me, but the prerequisite is that he has the ability to do so... And if he just wants to live a peaceful life, but I kill you and your son for my own safety, wouldn't it make me look like I have no mercy and am a coward? If I am really like this, how can I build a bridge between heaven and earth in the future?"

The little girl squatted in front of the driver, tears in her eyes. When she saw the driver wake up, she immediately whispered, "Grandpa, are you okay?"

The little girl is not the daughter of the Crown Princess of Chen, but the granddaughter of the coachman... If he does not bring his family to the capital and has no weaknesses, the Rong people will never trust him and will never let him enter the palace as a royal physician.

Seeing the driver wake up, King Yan did not intend to say much. He turned his back and said, "I have never saved anyone today, and I have never seen the so-called Crown Princess of Chen Country... In the end, this is just my guess. There is no evidence at all, and you didn't admit it, right?"

The noble lady looked at the King of Yan with gratitude, lifted her skirt and got into the carriage, but the King of Yan asked curiously, "Where is your husband?"

"The capital was in chaos, and I fled separately from him... He, he also took my newborn baby with him..." The noble lady's eyes were dim, and she spoke in a low voice. Facing her savior, she told the truth with only one purpose.

"If, if the young general finds him in the future, please tell him for me that his Yi'er is still alive and will wait for him in Jiangnan..." The lady's voice was full of begging.

King Yan nodded slightly and didn't mind helping them again.

When the driver got on the carriage, grabbed the reins and prepared to leave, the little girl remembered something. She grasped the hilt of the sword stuck upside down on the carriage board with both hands and pulled it out with force. Her little face flushed red and she gasped, "You, your sword."

King Yan looked back at the little girl, then shook his head slightly, "The sword has the inscription of our Li Army. With this sword, no one will dare to make things difficult for you."

As he spoke, the King of Yan took out the scabbard from his waist and waved it lightly, "How can I travel the world without a unique style? I think it's good to wear a scabbard on my waist without a sword... When the war is over, I will travel the world, and who knows, I may meet you again."

As she spoke, the little girl from the Yan Dynasty grinned.

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then smiled at him.
After the carriage left, the King of Yan looked at the deputy general and asked, "Was I handsome just now?"

"You are so handsome, young master. That girl must be fascinated by you."

"Ha ha ha ha----"

The King of Yan laughed out loud immediately, but in the end he was not able to travel around the world and meet his true love as he said, because a month later, he was assassinated... Actually, it was not an assassination, but someone approached him and wanted to fight him in a duel.

The visitor called himself "Master Ji" and was a little boy who was three years younger than the King of Yan.

The King of Yan asked, "Your last name is Ji? Are you the former national teacher of the Rong people, and the new disciple of Ji Yingshi?"

Master Ji was young, but his every move was quite mature. He said calmly, "Why are you asking so many questions? Do you want to beat him or not?"

"Tch, am I afraid of you?"

The two men agreed on a location, and the King of Yan was defeated miserably and had almost no ability to fight back. If the soldiers had not arrived in time, the King of Yan would have been beaten to death on the spot.

After this incident, the Prince of Yan was devastated and returned to the rear area under the pretext of recuperating from his injuries... From then on, he never mentioned the words "wandering around the world" or "building a bridge between heaven and earth" again.

This incident was such a huge blow to the Prince of Yan that no one in the army dared to mention it. When asked, they all said that the Prince of Yan was merely ambushed by the bandits, rather than being beaten in a duel.

After driving out the Rong people and establishing the country of Li, with the reign title of Hongtian and the capital in the capital, the Prince of Yan spent his days in a daze, hanging around in the capital, neither practicing martial arts nor using the Qingying Jade Robe to treat his hidden injuries.

Even if the injury was healed, what was the point? He no longer had the heart of a warrior who was determined to move forward.

In the winter of the ninth year of Hongtian, the Prince of Yan was lying under a big locust tree in the palace, pouring wine into his mouth to warm himself. A few palace maids who had not seen him passed by and chatted with him said:
"Have you heard? A fifteen-year-old girl has come to the palace. She is from Jiangnan. She has been in the underworld and worked as a maid. In the end, I don't know where she learned medical skills. She actually passed the examination of the Imperial Hospital and became an imperial physician."

"So amazing? It sounds like she also had a poor background. Our family sold us to the palace to be maids, but she was able to become an imperial physician... Alas."

The Prince of Yan turned over. Female imperial physicians were rare, and since he had nothing to do, he went to the Imperial Hospital to find her.

At that time, the female doctor was helping her senior in the Imperial Hospital, doing some work of picking and boiling medicine. She squatted in front of the stove and fanned the fire with a fan. The thick smoke was very choking, making the female doctor cough all the time. When the King of Yan saw this, he was also choked and kept coughing, and even vomited blood... The hidden injury was too serious, and he didn't care about his own health.

The female doctor was frightened by him and quickly boiled a pot of medicine for him and asked him to take it.

At that time, the Prince of Yan was unkempt and had an untidy beard. He was obviously a 19-year-old boy, but he looked no different from a 30-year-old. He dressed very casually, so the female doctor did not know that he was the Prince of Yan's.

She took the pulse of the Prince of Yan, and then scolded him for not taking care of his body even though he was clearly injured, which resulted in his injury becoming more serious.

The King of Yan looked at the female doctor who was scolding him, and for the first time he had the thought of getting married.

Prince Yan could use the Qingying Jade Clothes to restore his health, but he was unwilling to do so this time... because in this way, he could come to the Imperial Hospital to find the female doctor under the pretext of seeing a doctor.

The female doctor was an excellent doctor and had an ancestral acupuncture method called Dian Sheng Zhen.

The female doctor's singing was also very pleasant. The two of them would always sit on the palace wall in the middle of the night, with the Prince of Yan drinking and the female doctor singing.

The female doctor is a narcissist. She often says, "A nightingale is also called a nightingale. I sing to you every night. Doesn't that mean I am your nightingale? But a nightingale's singing is definitely not as good as mine~"

King Yan smiled.

The two met in the ninth year of Hongtian and got married in the tenth year of Hongtian. In that year, King Yan used the Qingying Jade Clothes to heal all his hidden injuries.

The female doctor had no family, and her dowry consisted of only a long wooden box.

When the King of Yan asked her what it was, the doctor always smiled mysteriously and did not tell him.

The Prince of Yan respected his wife, so he never opened it on his own initiative.

The female doctor was in poor health and often fell ill. She spent most of her time on the bed. The King of Yan took pity on her health and never had children, nor did he go to his fiefdom, Yanyun... After all, every time the female doctor fell ill, there were always the best doctors here who could diagnose her in time.

Sixteen years later, in the twenty-sixth year of Hong Tian, ​​spring.

A month ago, a Jianghu woman named Jiuer met the world's number one assassin at the time, Song Yun, in a small border town.

At this time, when the King of Yan and the female doctor were outing in the suburbs of Beijing, they met a woman from the Jianghu who was leading a horse and dressed in white.

It was not long after the New Year, and there was still a thin layer of snow on the ground outside Beijing. Strands of snow from the sky were like catkins, floating down lightly.

The woman from Jianghu was leading the horse, standing under a willow tree, looking at King Yan and the female doctor in silence. After a moment, she turned around and left without saying a word.

But when the doctor saw her, her face changed drastically and she hurriedly followed her.

"what happened?"

"Someone I know came to see me... I'll talk to her for a few words and then come back."

The female doctor called the woman from the martial arts world to stop, and the two of them talked under the willow tree. They were within King Yan's sight, so King Yan did not go up to interrupt.

Under the willow tree, the female doctor turned her back to King Yan, holding the little hand of the Jianghu woman tightly with both hands, and she was already crying like rain, "Your Highness, how did you find me?"

Jiu'er raised her eyes slightly, with a complicated look in her eyes, "The acupuncture of the stagnation needle is Grandpa Song's acupuncture method. I know that he has a granddaughter. I heard from my father that after she and my mother were separated, it was Grandpa Song who took my mother away."

The female doctor burst into laughter and said with a sob: "I went to the Imperial Hospital to promote the use of acupuncture so that one day, His Highness could find me..."

Jiu'er sighed softly, "Seeing you and that man acting so intimately, I didn't want to disturb you... Why get involved in my mess when you can live a peaceful life?"

"It was Chen Guo who saved Grandpa's life back then. I will never forget it."

Jiu'er was silent, and then asked in a low voice: "Dad has been looking for mom for his whole life, and he finally couldn't hold on last year... Is mom still healthy? How about my sister? She is only one year younger than me, and I, I have never seen her..."

Having said this, even Jiuer couldn't help but wipe his eyes with his sleeve.

Back then, the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess of Chen State fled separately and have lived in different places ever since… In order to find his wife and daughter, the Crown Prince traveled almost all over the world with Jiuer, but finally returned with regret.

"Jiangnan! You can go to Taixuan Palace, but, but..." The female doctor said intermittently, "We have not been able to find the Crown Prince and His Highness, and the Crown Princess...died of illness two years ago..."

At this time, Taixuan Palace was just an ordinary small sect. It was during the Jingzheng period that it became one of the three major evil sects in the martial arts world.

"Really..." Jiuer was silent.

A simple "really?" expresses all the sweetness and pain.

The world is like the tide and people are like water, but I sigh that few people return.

The female doctor suddenly coughed a few times, which brought Jiu'er back to his senses. She frowned slightly and asked, "Are you sick?"

The doctor's face turned pale, and she said softly, "After Grandpa died, I wanted to practice martial arts, but I was too eager to achieve success, and something went wrong. I became obsessed with it and damaged my foundation. My Qi and blood were depleted, and getting sick was as easy as eating and drinking. Now, after so many years, I have been sick to the bone marrow. No medicine can cure me, not even Qingying Yuyi can."

"How long can you live?"

The female doctor was silent for a moment, and then whispered: "I'm afraid I won't be able to drink in the wedding wine of His Highness..."

"How could I get married?" Jiu'er shook her head slightly and wanted to smile, but the mother she had been looking for for more than 20 years was dead, which made her feel extremely bitter at the moment and she couldn't smile at all.

"I'm not afraid of death, but..." The female doctor was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the King of Yan not far away, then retracted her gaze and whispered: "I, I like him, but with my body, I'm afraid that if I give birth to a baby for him, the baby will inherit my genes and be a sickly child..."

Jiu'er was stunned for a moment and looked at Prince Yan... Prince Yan was the son of the dog emperor. It was the dog emperor who caused their family to be broken up and their wives and children to be separated. But since Prince Yan was the doctor's husband, Jiu'er naturally would not bring hatred to him.

She was silent for a moment, then took out a small wooden box from her arms and opened it, revealing a red jade inside.

The female doctor naturally recognized it and looked surprised, "Jiangzhuyu!?"

Jiuer closed the wooden box, then placed it in the doctor's hand and whispered:

"Jiangzhu Jade is the most important of the four colored glaze jades. The reason for this is that it is the incense core of the inlaid gold Boshan furnace. It can only burn with the blue flame of the colored glaze lamp. It has the effect of calming the mind, warming the body, and replenishing qi and blood...

My Xiao family has owned the Inverse Gold Boshan Furnace for generations, and we have long ago extracted a secret method that can integrate the Crimson Pearl Jade into the human body. This is also the reason why the Crimson Pearl Jade is said to have no substance...

...When the baby is born, you will put the jade into her body, which will at least keep her healthy. However, this method is not foolproof and there may be side effects, so be prepared."

"This kind of valuable thing..."

Jiu'er didn't say anything, but held the small wooden box with one hand, held the doctor's hand with the other, and looked at her with her beautiful eyes.

What kind of look is that?
The night rain in the rivers and lakes lasts for ten years, and this woman has been traveling back and forth for two decades in order to find her relatives, but how many decades does a person have in his lifetime?
The two women with ill-fated lives stared at each other, and after a few seconds, they suddenly hugged each other.

The two of them said nothing. After a moment, Jiuer gently patted the doctor's shoulder, then turned around, mounted his horse, and looked back at the doctor.
"Before the New Year, I met a strange person. Afterwards, I checked her identity. She seemed to be the number one assassin in the martial arts world, Song Yun... She, she might come to kill the emperor. This is my fault. You are in the capital. If you have the chance, please save her life."

"Ah."

"I wish you happiness."

Jiuer spoke the simplest and most rustic words to her.

"Ok!"

Jiu'er took one last look at the female doctor, then waved his whip and rode south against the wind and snow.

After Jiuer left, King Yan saw the female doctor coming towards him with red eyes.

……

In the thirty-fifth year of Hongtian, autumn, the capital, Prince Yan's Palace.

The doctor is pregnant.

The female doctor is weak and has been coughing recently. Logically, for the sake of her own health, she should not get pregnant... But with the red pearl jade in her hand, she still wants to give birth to a baby for the King of Yan.

The female doctor was wearing a loose robe and sitting on a recliner. Her face was pale as she looked at the falling leaves in the yard.

Emperor Taizu Gao is getting weaker and weaker. According to the imperial physician, the result will probably come this year...

As for the Princess of Yan, I'm afraid she won't have much time left.

Prince Yan stood behind her, with his hands behind his back, looking at the falling leaves with her, with a look of tinge of sadness.

The female doctor said jokingly in a voice like singing an opera: "Your Highness, I'm afraid your little night thrush is about to leave you and go on a long journey~"

King Yan said nothing, but just looked at the falling leaves silently.

The female doctor slowly put away the smile on her face, raised her hand and gently stroked her lower abdomen, and whispered: "I heard from the imperial physician that the baby is a princess... What name does the prince plan to give her?"

The King of Yan remained silent.

The female doctor was angry and stood up from the recliner to glare at him, but then she found that King Yan's expression was so sad.

The female doctor looked at his face, sighed after a moment, supported her waist with her small hands, walked over King Yan, and took out a long wooden box wrapped in cloth from the compartment behind the couch.

King Yan was slightly stunned, "Isn't this your...dowry?"

"Yes." The female doctor sat down on the couch, raised her hand to remove the cloth strip, looked at the wooden box, and whispered: "I have lost my parents, and have always depended on my grandfather. Since I left Jiangnan and came to the capital alone, I have nothing except this."

"What's inside?" asked King Yan.

The female doctor gently stroked the grain of the wooden box and looked up at the scabbard hanging on the wall… That scabbard was the sword that King Yan once wore with high spirits.

It has been hanging there for thirty-five years now.

The female doctor raised her hand to open the wooden box, and saw inside was a well-maintained long sword with the word "Li" engraved on it.

Prince Yan stood there in a daze.

The doctor's fingertips gently traced the pattern of the long sword, and she smiled softly at King Yan, "My dowry is not the youthful pride that the prince once had?"

The female doctor put down the wooden box, walked to the front of King Yan, raised her hands to hug him, and whispered: "I know you have been hit by others, and your heart is dead. You are no longer as ambitious as you were in your youth... But I have always remembered it, and I have kept it for you."

King Yan's eyes widened a little more, and he subconsciously raised his hands to hug the doctor's waist. After a few seconds, he burst into tears.

If you want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus with wine, it doesn't seem like you are a teenager.

The doctor smiled at him and said, "When I die, you must separate the sword and the scabbard and hang them on the wall... This way it will appear that I am fighting alongside you, rather than just sheathing the sword and becoming your vassal, right?"

The Prince of Yan tightened his arms around the doctor's waist, tears streaming down his face, and he was sobbing uncontrollably.

Four years later.

The doctor died.

That was during the Jingzheng period.

At this moment in Yanyun Jinzhou, the sword and its sheath are still hanging on the wall of the palace.

(End of this chapter)