A worker with a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan travels back in time to ancient times and becomes a pri

Qi Nanfeng leaned on the chair, his long legs stretched out far away, and he played with Xia Taoyuan's jade hairpin. He felt like he was crazy, that Mr. Yan seemed to have taken root in his heart and could not be shaken off. Obviously Yan Qing, oh no, Miss Wei was not that outstanding, and even wore men's clothes and painted a mustache, but why was he so unforgettable?

He had already guessed that Yan Qing was Miss Wei. He couldn't help but go to the Xiangfu last night, but when he saw Chu Xingluo and Miss Wei hugging each other, he quietly left the Xiangfu. He had never been so disappointed before. He got drunk after returning and didn't get up until noon.

In the eyes of outsiders, Qi Nanfeng is unrestrained and free, with unlimited glory. As long as he wants, there will be no shortage of women around him. But Qi Nanfeng is actually lonely in his heart, and he really wants someone to control him.

He actually didn't know whether he was really the prince of Nanzhu Kingdom. He was just an orphan brought into the palace by Nanzhu King Nangong Jin many years ago. He didn't know who his parents were or where he came from, but everyone in the palace said that he was the son left behind by the king, so they treated him with great respect, and he accepted this setting.

Nangong Jin named him Qi Nanfeng. According to the tradition of Nanzhu Kingdom, before the crown prince is appointed, the princes all take their mother's surname. Only after the crown prince is appointed, the crown prince's lineage is qualified to take the surname Nangong. He didn't know who his mother was, nor did he know if her surname was Qi.

He was raised as a prince. Because Nangong Jin was warlike, his two biological sons and Qi Nanfeng received strict training like hell. He was only five years old that year. It was because of the training when he was a child that he became a top-notch martial artist with outstanding wisdom.

Because of Nangong Jin's repeated provocations against neighboring small countries, he followed the army to the battlefield when he was eight years old. Although he did not have to fight in the battlefield, this experience and training also made him realize the cruelty of war.

When he was twelve years old, the arrogant king of Nanzhu felt that he had a strong army and could compete with the powerful North Vietnam, so he provoked disputes, causing the people of both countries to suffer for several years. Nanzhu lost countless soldiers and generals and failed to conquer North Vietnam.

Facing the elite troops of North Vietnam, Nangong Jin was in a dilemma. He knew that he would lose if he fought again, so he wrote a letter to surrender. He also offered his son to show his sincerity. How could the cunning Nangong Jin let his own son take risks? So he sent Qi Nanfeng as a hostage.

Everyone thought that Qi Nanfeng was Nangong Jin's biological son, and that Qi Nanfeng was the third prince of Nanzhu Kingdom. He was fifteen years old that year.

He still remembered that on the first day he came to Beiyue with two attendants, Emperor Ying gave him his current residence, Nanzhu Mansion. Although he knew that Emperor Ying meant to mock him, he didn't care. Anyway, he was not a real prince, and he was a person without roots. It didn't matter where he was. After staying in Beiyue for a long time, he fell in love with Beiyue.

In these six years, he made friends with countless people, including princes and nobles, as well as poor people, but he had never met anyone who made him feel like he belonged. Until he met Yan Qing that day, he felt like he had seen a ray of light in the endless darkness.

He felt that God was playing a joke on him. He finally couldn't forget about someone, but he didn't expect that person to be engaged to someone else. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and drank a glass of wine from the table.