Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

The prince just said this casually and did not continue to talk about his identity. After all, his identity was taboo and it would cause an uproar if it were spread.

In fact, he didn't need to see Chang Qing, but he always felt that he should meet this young man.

He also had connections in the capital, so naturally all the movements in the capital could be heard by him. It was said that Princess Qingyang, the most beautiful woman in the world, also admired him very much, and the crown prince and the second prince also felt very sorry for this man.

When we met, I didn't know what to say.

Looking at the young man in front of him who was younger than himself, His Highness still faced this person directly. In the past, he had only heard about this person from his subordinates. The only time he saw him was when he was hiding on the boat and took a glimpse from afar.

"I've taken the liberty of coming here today to ask you for someone, Shu Yijin. No matter what you want to do, you should know that Shu Yijin will not stand in your way."

"You're talking about him!" The prince's expression did not change much. He looked at the empty night nonchalantly, and his right hand unconsciously turned the jade ring on his left thumb. The voice, as cold as the night, reached Changqing's ears.

"Originally, I didn't want to embarrass him. After all, less trouble is worse than more trouble. But he was too shameless. He even peeped at my maid taking a bath. That maid has been with me since she was a child. How could I tolerate this?"

Then he added, "As long as you don't take care of Longhu Mountain, I will hand the person over to you. General Xu, you are a smart man, why do you have to do those stupid things and waste your life in vain? It doesn't make much sense."

Chang Qing was silent for a while, then he slowly raised his eyes and looked at him, and suddenly smiled, his dark eyes were moist: "I just thought about it, no matter what happened in Longhu Mountain, I can't do it, no matter what happened in Longhu Mountain, but now Longhu Mountain is burning, killing, looting, and endangering the people, I can't just leave it alone."

"In my opinion, the meaning of life is so profound that no matter how hard we try, it is not too much, because we are born as human beings, born as living beings. I am not that special, nor can I be said to be a brilliant and outstanding son of heaven. I am just one of the countless living beings who happened to have the opportunity to go to the battlefield to defend my country, but there is nothing to be proud of. Generals die in a hundred battles, and warriors return after ten years. Those tools do not belong to me alone, but to those soldiers who have fought one after another, to the entire Xu family army, and to the people who bravely killed the enemy at the border."

"Perhaps you can't understand, and I don't expect you to understand. Maybe I'm really not a smart person."

His Highness stared at her for a long time, as if he felt the chill of the frost and snow in the northern border was about to blow. He took a slightly deep breath. The temperature difference between day and night in Wancheng was very large. His breathing was a little deeper, and the bone-chilling coldness of the night penetrated into his internal organs.

He lowered his eyes slightly, watching the lantern hanging beside him being extinguished in an instant by a gust of wind. He walked over and lit the candle again. The candlelight instantly illuminated the surroundings. He then turned around and looked at the young man darkly.

"The man has been handed over to the people on Longhu Mountain. If you want to save him, go ahead. But I hope you can think it over carefully and be a smart person."

Chang Qing got the answer she wanted and turned to leave, but unexpectedly the prince called her.

The moon was so cold that only a small arc was revealed, hanging neatly behind the young man. Looking at the young man's back, the prince always felt that he could see something. In fact, he only saw the young man's straight spine.

"Xu Jinhuan, why not have a drink?"

"No need."

She had only taken a few steps when a large group of masters surrounded her. Chang Qing slowly turned her head and saw that the prince had someone bring wine and poured two cups: "Have a drink, you may not have another chance in the future."

"General Xu, why don't you have a drink with His Highness?" Li Chengzai's voice was a little complicated.

Chang Qing didn't know the name of this prince, nor did he want to ask. Looking at Li Chengzai who suddenly appeared, he was too lazy to explore the complexity in the other's eyes. He just walked over, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

His Highness raised his eyebrows and poured her another glass: "I have been different from others since I was young. I am a posthumous child. My mother was the daughter of the Shen family, which was famous in the capital back then."

Chang Qing knew that she was just a listener now, and she also began to doubt. Could it be that she was born with the face of the best listener? Why did everyone like to tell her the stories that happened to them, making them seem like the most miserable people in the world, but there were countless people who were more miserable than them.

Although she sympathizes with her childhood experiences, she will not blame them. It's just that some people look up to the sun in the darkness, while others blend into the darkness and hurt other innocent people. The final choice is made by themselves, and they cannot blame others.

His Highness continued, "My mother was caught in a fire at that time. When she was rescued, she was only breathing her last breath. She held my uncle's hand and begged him to save me, and then she breathed her last. It was my uncle who personally conceived her and gave birth to me. The bandits in Longhu Mountain more than a decade ago were also my uncles..."

After finishing the glass of wine, the prince let Chang Qing go. He thought that he would never see this young general again, and this man could not leave Wancheng alive.

Perhaps he felt a little regretful. If he ascended the throne, he would surely be able to create a beautiful story of monarch and minister with this man in history.

He didn't care about revealing his background. The identity of a posthumous child represented bad luck in any dynasty. In other words, he was born from a dead person.

Your Highness believed for no reason that after he spoke out, the young general would not laugh at or despise him, and he also believed that the other party would not publicize the matter.

Changqing soon received a letter from Longhu Mountain, inviting Changqing to a gathering. It was like a Hongmen Banquet, just waiting for Changqing to get in.

Chun Heming couldn't help but say, "This Shu Yijin is really something. Something happened at this time."

Chang Qing didn't feel much. After all, if he didn't leave, he would have to confront these people sooner or later. He believed that the people in the capital had also put in a lot of effort.

"I can't blame him. Even if I escape this time, there is still a net of heaven and earth. The other party still won't let me go and will definitely attack you."

Chun Heming didn't say anything else. In fact, he knew that it was only a matter of time before someone was caught. Although they brought some soldiers, a strong dragon could not defeat a local snake. It was impossible to be safe in someone else's territory.

"Given his status, he shouldn't have suffered too much torture. The only thing to worry about is that the other party will kill him and frame you."