The little Fubao in the deserted village made all the dignitaries in the court go crazy with envy

Yuanzhengbo waved his hand and looked up into the void.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and autumn is at its best. The sun is shining brightly overhead, but it is less dazzling and more warm.

When the wind blows, I can smell the scent of sunshine.

Even the wild geese flying south in the sky seemed to be flying more happily.

"He is indeed not a very obedient child..."

"He was told to win over Yue Hui for future use, but he teamed up with Teng Lang and beat Yue Hui so hard that he couldn't move."

"He was asked to marry Princess Tenglang to expand the tribe, but he pushed Princess Tenglang into the stinking water instead."

"He was told to kill the envoy and hostages of Da Rui as a warning to others, but he spared them and threw them back."

"…But this time is different. Yan Changqing has been a thorn in his heart for ten years. If he has a chance to pull it out, he will not hold back."

"Even if he doesn't take action, isn't there still Shen Hou?"

Shen Hou, the priest of the Eagle Tribe, was also his secret agent planted there to monitor and guide Yan Changhuai.

It was because of the Shen Hou's ten years of uninterrupted indoctrination that the child's hatred continued to accumulate, and relying on that hatred to stimulate his desire to survive, he managed to get to the present with only a few dozen people.

Becoming the Eagle of the Outlands was worthy of his expectations.

Yuanzhengbo laughed again, he was already very old.

I hope that before I die, I can see the day when my revenge is achieved.

The beloved son died! The country was destroyed!

Hong Jing, Lan Zhirong, and the Duke of Lan’s Mansion also have to go through the same heart-wrenching pain that he once experienced!

……

September.

Outland, Eagle Tribe.

Xu Gou searched the palace for a long time and finally found the person he was looking for next to the wastewater pool in the harem.

He was dressed in black and a wolfskin waistcoat, sitting on the ground by the pond, lost in thought.

Hearing the voice, the man turned his head. He had a handsome and resolute face, an indifferent expression, and a pair of black eyes as sharp as an eagle. His eyes and face were completely different in coldness.

There seems to be ice deep in the eyes that never melts all year round.

He looked no more than twenty years old, but the way he looked at people was as if he were looking at dead objects, which was frightening.

The feeling of oppression is extremely strong.

"My lord! Why are you here to smell the stinky water again?" The Dog pinched his nose and walked to the man and squatted, refusing to sit for fear that his clothes would be stained with the indelible stench.

He pointed at the black wastewater pool in front of him. Because he pinched his nose, his tone of voice became strange, "Which normal person would build such a stinking pool where they live? The water has not been changed for ten years! The smell of the cesspool has to bow down to it!"

The man didn't respond, but his eyes were still fixed on him.

Xu Gou couldn't bear it any longer and didn't dare to say anything more. "We got a letter from there saying that Yan Changqing will come to our tribe in person to meet and negotiate with you. They asked us to bury him here."

Yan Changhuai's expression remained calm. He reached out and took the letter from Xu Gou's arms, then stood up and left.

After taking a few steps, he turned back and kicked the man who was about to get up into the wastewater pool.

Pfft!

Dog, "..."

Fuck you!

“Mmmm! Mmm!” Help! Help!

Fuck him, he stinks, he stinks!

I dare not open my mouth, because once I open my mouth I will have bad breath for at least three days!

vomit!

Xu Gou had a look of despair in his eyes, and he flew to the shore at the fastest speed in his life. Without saying a word, he rushed directly to another clean pool in the harem, and when he got there, he buried himself in it.

Yan Changhuai, you bastard, just wait for me!

Treat your most loyal subordinates like this!

He's going on strike for three days, Lord Eagle, just go and have fun by yourself!

After returning to his residence, closing the door and making sure that there was no surveillance around, Yan Changqing unfolded the letter that was clenched into a ball in his hand and read it word by word.

When his sight fell on the three words "Yan Changqing", his eyes, as stagnant as the water in an ancient well, showed a barely perceptible fluctuation.

Yan... Chang... Qing...

Are you here to die?

After reading it, he crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it away.

He sat quietly for a moment, then picked up the letter, unfolded it, read it again, crumpled it up again and threw it away.

He repeated this several times until he didn't even know what he was doing. He got annoyed and kicked the leg of the table in front of him.

The table legs snapped and fell to the ground with a thud.

It was night, late at night, and the lights in the palace were turned off.

It was pitch black all around.

The dog was sleeping soundly in his bed when he was suddenly pulled out of the bed by someone.

Before he even opened his eyes, he subconsciously reached under his pillow for the dagger for self-defense, but found nothing.

Only then did he open his eyelids and meet a pair of eyes that were shining with a faint light.

"..."Xu Gou was very upset.

He didn't need to turn on the light, he could smell it with his nose, it was his good master.

"My lord, what are you doing? Not only did you kick me into the sewage pool, but you even didn't allow me to sleep? Do you despise me? Do you not want me anymore? Then I'm leaving?" Xu Gou was going crazy but still remembered to speak in a whisper so that no one outside would hear the noise.

He still has the vigilance of a loyal minister.

Not everyone around his master is as loyal as he is.

Yan Changhuai tilted his head to signal outside, then jumped out of the window and left.

“……”Xu Gou accepted his fate and followed him out.

After avoiding the patrols and flying out of the palace, and then spending half the night flying out of the capital, he realized something was wrong. He quickened his pace to catch up with the person in front of him, staring at the suspected package on his master's shoulder, "Master, where are you going?"

After asking the question, he immediately slapped himself.

motherfucker.

What the hell.

His master is mute.

He has been performing a one-man show in front of his master for ten years. Who knows how that feels?

This is such a painful job, I really don't want to do it anymore!

……

October, southern border town.

Separated by a border, the outside world and the inside world are two completely different worlds.

Unlike the outside world, which has endless hills, gullies and swamps, and sheep and horse manure everywhere.

The streets of the border town are cleaned neatly, and you don't have to worry about stepping on something you shouldn't when walking on the bluestone slabs.

The air was filled with the aroma of various foods and spices.

The street shops and street stalls are bustling with customers, and the local vendors welcome people with smiles and provide attentive service. In their eyes, there is no vicissitudes of life, only the warmth and peace brought by the peace and prosperity of the country.

What attracts the most attention of new visitors to the border town are the missing person notices posted on walls everywhere in the city.

"Eh? Master, look at the person in this portrait. Why does he look a little like you? He's twenty years old. This is the most similar to you—"

The new visitor stood in front of the notice and chattered, but before he could finish his words he was pulled away by long arms that appeared from behind.

The largest teahouse in the border town was already full of customers before noon.

On the storytelling stage in the center of the lobby, the storyteller clapped his hands on the wake-up stick and his voice became more and more rhythmic.

"…Rumors have been circulating for a long time that the little goddess Lin Baixiang is the blessing bestowed upon the people of Darui by the goddess of the mountain behind the village!"

"Ever since the little goddess descended from the sky, my Da Rui has benefited from her everywhere. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's frailty has been cured without any medicine! Old General Xiao, who was suffering from a serious illness, became full of energy immediately after taking a breath of her energy!"

"And Duke Lan, a veteran of three dynasties in my dynasty, has returned from the dead and is now the longest-lived auspicious sign of my dynasty!"

"It's hard to describe the magical powers of the little goddess in a few words. There's even a rumor that if she burps, thousands of fairy ganoderma and fairy ginseng will grow within a ten-mile radius!"

"Now, ten years have passed, and the Yuxi Clinic opened by the little goddess has spread across all the states and cities of Da Rui. However, if the common people at home need medical treatment, they can explain the situation and get free medical treatment and medicine at the clinic!——"

Some people around started to make a noise, "Old sir, everyone is familiar with this story. We came here to drink tea because you are well-informed. Can you change the story and tell us the story of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Little Goddess? I heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Little Goddess have been childhood sweethearts and have a very good relationship! Tell us quickly!"

This sentence was immediately echoed by everyone in the room.

In a corner of the lobby, the young man in black stood up, threw a piece of silver on the table, and left, grabbing the follower who was still reluctant to leave.