Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1104

She took out a booklet from the secret compartment under the bed, which recorded Booth's evil deeds.

Those simple and cold words could not express even one ten-thousandth of Geya's pain. But just this little bit of simple words, even a number, a date, a name, has pierced Yu Wuzhong's heart like a thousand arrows.

Ju Wuzhong held the book in his hands, completely unable to breathe.

He wanted to speak but couldn't.

He held the book in his hands and read it from morning till night until tears of blood flowed from his eyes. Then he rode his horse straight to the palace.

At that time, Booth had just ascended the throne, and the defenses were at their strictest.

He couldn't find Booth at all.

The Royal Guards drew their bows and pulled strings in rows.

He walked through a hail of arrows.

Rows of Imperial Guards fell, and rows of them rose up.

When he had shot all the arrows in his quiver, he picked up the arrows dropped by the enemies and shot them back.

Wave after wave of royal guards died amid the shouts of "Kill without mercy", and his fierce horse finally fell to its knees, unable to get up, and died with arrows all over its body.

He was covered in wounds and blood, and his armor was tattered by arrows, barely able to withstand the rain of arrows.

Ju Wuzhong managed to escape from the palace, but his two children were killed by Booth and their bodies were hanged on the city wall.

His people were charged with "collaborating with the enemy and treason" and were shot to death with thousands of arrows.

He knew that Booth's shooting of his tribesmen was a trap to lure him there, but he went there anyway.

In that fierce battle, he narrowly escaped death.

All the tribesmen died.

When Grandpa died, he said, "Ah Chong, run! Don't worry about us, just run!"

Ju Wuzhong burst into tears as he fought his way out of the encirclement.

He watched his people being shot to death!

What he loved most in his life was arrows, but what he hated most at that time was also arrows.

Ju Wuzhong couldn't run anymore.

But there were pursuers behind him, and if he didn't run away, he would die.

In the picture, he broke into a tent.

That person... was actually, was, was the Northern Wing Prince Consort Cen Yuan who had just competed with him in archery.

At that time, Cen Yuan was at least ten years older than he is now. He was no longer that cold and handsome boy, but an unkempt and unshaven general.

Cen Yuan held the cold sword against his throat, "Wan people?"

Ju Wuzhong said in his heart, "From this moment on, I am no longer a Wan citizen. Wan and I have an irreconcilable blood feud."

But he didn't say it.

The scene changed, and Ju Wuzhong was wearing a deer head mask, with only a pair of sinister eyes showing.

From then on, he followed Cen Yuan, eating and living with him.

He taught Cen Yuan archery, and Cen Yuan taught him close combat.

It turns out that they are each other's masters.

He called Cen Yuan "Sir" and Cen Yuan also called him "Sir".

Ju Wuzhong was riding on his horse when he suddenly thought of Cen Yuan and said, "Sir, do you believe that people have past lives? Maybe you were my master in your previous life?"

turn out to be! So that’s it!

So in this life, before Geya got into trouble, Cen Yuan had already sent people to guard her.

While there was still time, Cen Yuan was unilaterally protecting his wife and his people.

And just a moment ago he was still wondering what the intentions of this prince consort from the North Wing were.

Ju Wuzhong's heart was like a roaring sea wave, and he gently took off the black cloth covering his eyes. His tears were dried by the evening breeze, and his voice was so hoarse.

He loudly announced in pure and fluent Northern Wing dialect, "I lost! I am convinced!"