Your Highness - Blooming

General House

It was midnight when Lie returned to the mansion, all the servants were kneeling in front of the door, it seemed that Zhu'er was tossing something again.Hearing the sound of horseshoes, the courtyard guard scrambled out, "The general is back..." In an instant, the courtyard became quiet, Lie jumped off the horse, took off the bamboo hat and entered the door, and saw Zhu'er in a white thin shirt sitting in the courtyard.The snow that fell in the middle of the night hadn't melted yet, but he didn't care about his legs torturing himself like this. Lie clenched the whip in his hand and stared at the thin man in front of him. No one in his family dared to speak.With a sigh, Lie handed over the horse to the steward, and everyone retreated knowingly.

"I'm back." Lie squatted down and wanted to hug him, but he was facing his red eyes from crying. He didn't know how long he had been sitting here, his ears were red from the cold and his nose was red. a little rabbit.

"You went to see him again!?" He was trembling all over and shouted hysterically to Lie with red eyes.

"Yes." Lie didn't refute and could only answer silently.He didn't dare to look into Zhu'er's eyes, and looked down at the pair of broken legs because of him, the feeling of guilt only increased.It took a long time to hold back a sentence, "Go back to the room, it's late at night, I'm a little tired." Hearing Lie say 'very tired' Zhu'er breathed a sigh of relief, (I used these useless legs to trap you in the You have been tossing around for 22 years, you are tired! I am also tired!)

long street

"There is a beggar! Catch him! Quick!" A group of people swarmed up the long street, chasing a beggar who was stealing steamed buns.When Nan was seeing off the guests, he stood at the door and saw this scene. Although he didn't understand why the fourth prince issued an imperial order of 'No Beggars in the World', but now he thought carefully about who has the final say in this world and what it has to do with him.Thinking like this without paying attention, one person and one corpse fell at Nan's feet.The man hurriedly got up to protect the corpse. Nan raised his head and saw that the crowd hadn't come after him. He was afraid that the shopkeeper would see a beggar appearing in the shop again, so he quickly helped him up and ran to the back door...

"Zi Fu!" King Hao hugged Shisan tightly and followed Nan. It was the first time in 20 years that they met again like this.The fourth prince who called the wind and rain turned into a beggar, and the high-ranking and virtuous son Fu became a waiter in the shop.

When Nan heard the man calling himself, he couldn't help turning around in surprise.

"Fourth Prince? Your Majesty... Your Majesty... How could you?" Shocked, puzzled, puzzled.The person in front of me is His Majesty today?But why did he become a beggar?Still so embarrassing to steal steamed buns and be chased and beaten

"It's really you! Zifu...save Shisan, please! Save him, he's going to die..." King Hao couldn't believe that the person that the third brother wanted to see with all his heart was not dead, and he was in the imperial city .

"This is not a place to talk, come with me." Nan pulled King Hao into the room between himself and Yu'er, "How could this be? Didn't you ascend to the throne of God? Why..." Nan wanted to confirm him again It was the fourth prince, so he asked anxiously.

"Zi Fu, save Shisan first, okay? You can talk about it later!" However, King Hao was more anxious than him, and he put Shisan on the bed.

"He's dead! His soul has long since dissipated..." Nan looked at the dead body, who was about 20 years old, and his appearance was very handsome, but his skin color was not normal white, as if he grew up in a closed environment where the sun and the moon could not be seen. . "he is?"

"He's dead, he's already dead...hehehe..." King Hao muttered to himself, "Thirteen, didn't you say you want to see the mountains and rivers with me? Don't sleep, get up and watch... Thirteen Wake up, Thirteen..." King Hao sobbed on Thirteen's chest, unable to calm down for about a while.

Nan stretched out his hand to cover King Hao's head and injected a little spiritual power, "Sleep well, you will be fine after a short sleep, Shisan will say goodbye to you in your dream." Nan had already guessed who the child was, when he left the palace that year , The Thirteenth Prince is only about seven years old.

"Little Nannan, you're being lazy again!" Yu'er broke into the door and startled Nan, "Who is this?" Seeing someone lying on her bed, Yu'er couldn't help being curious.

"It's my friend, go out quickly, lest the shopkeeper see you!" Nan pushed Yu'er out of the room, and locked the door with his backhand.Turning around and exhorting: "Don't call me Xiao Nannan!" If counted by age, Yu'er can probably call him ancestor.

"Hey, my little ancestor, if you don't go down to collect money, the guests will eat free food and run away." Yu'er ignored him, and went downstairs bouncing around.Nan looked back at the room, he always felt that things were much more complicated than he imagined.

The person standing on the roof saw clearly what happened just now, and it was Xianzi Fu who saved King Hao.He said in his heart, "Sir, you used to tell us that good fortune tricks people, but now you and Your Majesty have to look at each other's good fortune!"

Qingfeng 320 Nine Years

in the dungeon

"A little beggar dares to compete with this king for the throne!" The eldest prince swung his whip fiercely and beat the holy king, "You are worthy too." Seeing that the holy king was beaten to pieces, the eldest prince became more and more angry, "Little The little ants actually want to use the arms of the mantis as a car, believe it or not, this king can kill you right now." He drew out his dagger and pressed it against the holy king's chest, gnashing his teeth. "Oh, that's right! Let me tell you the truth, your mother, that bitch, was slashed in the face by my concubine with this dagger and thrown into the well to drown! Hahaha..." The prince looked up to the sky and laughed while talking and demonstrating, "It's a pity that this good knife is stained with beggar's blood." He turned his head and threw the dagger on the ground and walked away.

Beggar! Mother concubine! The eldest prince touches the bottom line of the Holy King all the time. The Holy King clenched his fists and said in his heart: "What this king has suffered today, you will definitely pay back a hundred times in the future!"

It was around this time that he was no longer the gentle and refined third prince.He has become another person, a holy king who kills people like hell by any means!

"The sky is dry and the things are dry, be careful of the fire and candles..." Unknowingly, it was the third watch, and the bustling long street slowly returned to calm. Occasionally, a dog could be heard howling once or twice. go to the room.

"Ah!" Hearing a terrified scream from upstairs, Nan immediately flashed to the door, pushed the door open, Yu'er jumped up and hugged Nan, wrapped her legs around his waist, and hung in front of Nan's body . "There are dead people, dead people...uuuuuuuuuuuu"

Nan quickly covered Yu'er's mouth and kicked the door shut.

Shouted sharply: "Shut up!"

It should be the first time Yu'er saw a dead body, she was so frightened that she hid in Nan's arms and shivered.There was the sound of heavy footsteps on the stairs, probably the shopkeeper heard the shout and came up to check.

"A'nan, are you all right? What are you yelling for in the middle of the night? Don't disturb the guests!" the shopkeeper asked in a low voice on purpose.

"It's nothing, I just fell down." Nan replied weakly and turned her head to give Yu'er a big roll of eyes.Without waiting for the shopkeeper to go far away, Nan slowly let go of Yu'er, leaned against the doorframe and covered his chest with his hands, panting heavily, his legs were a little unsteady and slowly slid down. (Insufficient spiritual power leads to fainting)

"Xiao Nannan, Xiao Nannan...don't scare me... Nannan..." Yu'er panicked and hugged Nan and called out twice.

Looking at Yu'er in front of her, Nan's vision slowly became blurred...

"Tell me! Where are you evil, why did you collude with the prince to harm my king!" The national teacher poured a basin of cold water on Xian's face, holding a red-hot brand in his hand and pressed him.The soldering iron sticks into the skin time and time again, and Xian has been poured with a large amount of Fenxian powder in advance, so he can't use mana at all, so he can only bear it.The so-called torture into tricks should be like this, the pain that even an immortal can't bear, how can a mortal be able to bear it?

"Xian, are you okay?" After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Xian saw the Holy King kneeling in front of him and gently stroking his face.His hands were chained, and he was half-kneeling in this cold cell, with no flesh in his body that was healthy.The Holy King wanted to hug him, but couldn't do it.

"It's okay, Your Highness, go back, don't let the First Prince catch you again." Xian didn't want the Holy King to see his own virtue, it was worth sacrificing himself for his safety!

"Hahaha! The reason I'm using this king is to lure him to come and catch this king!" The holy king changed his gentleness just now, grabbed Xian's neck with both hands and roared like a maniac, "The only thing left for this king is you! Zi Fu!"

"Cough...Your Highness, let go...cough...let go of me, cough...are you crazy!" Xian struggled and raised the iron chain on his hand to open the hand of the Holy King. The Holy King heard Xian's last words, Forced hard.

"Yes! It's crazy! Didn't you always want this king to be on the throne? What is this injury? You are immortal..." The holy king continued to exert strength, looking at Xian's flushed cheeks, and finally let go...

"I said, big man, should you come over and take care of your good friend?" Yu'er finally dragged Nan to the bed, anxiously scratching her ears.Turning around, he saw the man still holding the dead body's hands sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, and it seemed that he hadn't changed his movements since Yu'er entered the room.

"Hey!" Yu'er tried to suppress her emotions and looked at King Hao and thought, (Is that person on the bed his relative? He should be very sad now that his relative died, right? Was my attitude not very good just now? But Xiao Nan What should Nan do now...) While thinking, suddenly a grunt came from King Hao's stomach. "Pfft...hehe, are you hungry?" Yu'er chuckled, walked to the door of the room and turned back to King Hao and said, "Sit down and don't run around, I'll get you something to eat." After speaking, she bounced Da da went downstairs.

"Let go... let me go..." Nan seemed to have had some terrible nightmare, waving his hands and murmuring, opened his eyes suddenly and sat up from the bed, touched his neck unconsciously, and saw King Hao sitting opposite him On the bed, I realized that it was just a dream.

"..." Knowing that it would be useless to say anything now, Nan got up and walked to the cabinet to find a long robe for King Hao to put on lightly.Reaching out to hold King Hao's hand, King Hao trembled slightly, lowered his head silently, and hot tears dripped on the back of Nan's hand. "Zi Fu, woo woo... What should I do if I can't cover his hands..." Nan stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on King Hao's cheeks. Maybe he couldn't understand his current mood at all. , I also find it difficult to accept the reality. After all, I have not witnessed it with my own eyes, so I comfort myself that he is not dead, and even if he really dies, he can still wait for his reincarnation.King Hao is different, he is just a mortal, but he wants to watch Shisan die, his body slowly becomes cold and stiff...

"Little Nannan, I thought you were going to die when you woke up..." Yu'er joked when she saw Nan woke up. "Come and eat!" He took out two bowls of wontons from the food box and put them on the table, then turned around and grabbed King Hao's arm.King Hao was pulled to the table without any precautions, "Eat quickly, I just ran to the corner of the east alley to buy it, and many stalls closed it, so I found this. Trot came back!" Nan was a little surprised, he hadn't seen him care so much about himself for so long, how could he care so much about a stranger today.

"Thank you..." King Hao looked at the two bowls of wontons in front of him, and was very moved when he heard Yu'er say this, so he said thank you in a tearful voice.

When Yu'er heard that he finally spoke, she couldn't help being a little happy.But he heard a cry again, looked down and tilted his head, he was indeed crying. "Why is he crying? You did it!" Shua raised his head and stared at Nan and asked.

Nan rolled his eyes at him speechlessly, "I'll boil some water for you, wash up after eating and go to bed early." Nan patted King Hao on the shoulder, turned around and planned to go downstairs.

"Then I'll just stay here and watch him." Yu'er sat down at the table, staring at King Hao eating with his chin propped on his hands.He has never seen a beggar eat so elegantly...

"Come down with me, aren't you afraid of dead people here?" Nan turned around and grabbed his ear, pulled him to his side and pushed him down the stairs.

"Xiao Nannan, Xiao Nannan, why is he also a beggar? He looks strangely good-looking, and he suits me quite well." Nan couldn't figure out how King Hao's face was so filthy, how could Yu'er see that he was good-looking , Is this the so-called beauty is in the eye of the beholder? "Then he is your friend, do you know what his name is? Who is that dead man?" Seeing that Nan ignored him, Yu'er still surrounded him and asked non-stop.

"His name is Hao, and that person is his lover!" Nan stopped his movements, looked at Yu'er seriously and replied.

"Oh." Yu'er's excited expression slowly returned to calm.

Bringing hot water back to the room, Nan drew the curtain between the two beds in order to allow King Hao to take a bath comfortably.Yu'er fell asleep after touching the pillow, looking at the small figure on the other side of the curtain, Nan couldn't help feeling sad. "Let Thirteen be buried in peace!" Nan turned over to face Yu'er after finishing speaking, planning to sleep.

"I want Thirteen to be buried in the imperial mausoleum, Zifu, you can go with me!" After a long time, King Hao held back these words.

"Sheng'er, let's rest early." Concubine Xian closed the window and went to the door to take a look outside. The sky was gloomy, with dark clouds covering the sun, and it seemed that there would be a heavy rain soon. "Mr. will probably not come today..." He turned his head and glanced at the Holy King, who was still crouching with his head tilted in front of a large table of gifts, staring at the door like a watchman.

"Mother Concubine, shouldn't he forget that today is my son's birthday?" The Holy King was a little disappointed, and stretched his neck to look at the door.

"Perhaps the Holy Majesty called, or there was something urgent that delayed it." Concubine Xian gently closed the door, walked up to the Holy King and patted his little head, "Sir, I love you the most on weekdays, and I will never forget you." Birthday... My son is an adult today, mother told you a few days ago..."

"Mother Concubine, I don't like Xiaoyuan, I hope you don't force me to do this again and again!" The Holy King stood up without waiting for Concubine Xian to finish speaking, and casually pushed a table of presents to the ground.These were all sent by the ministers of the court. Thinking about who treated him like a prince back then, he finally got his father's appreciation.The so-called human heart is really ridiculous!

"My concubine knows you, Mr. Xinyue, it's just between this man and the man..." Concubine Xian knows the temper of the Holy King, and if he is pushed, he may not know what trouble will happen.

"So? My concubine is going to force me to marry Xiaoyuan just because she is the queen's niece." The holy king was a little annoyed. It turned out that his mother could not accept the fact that he liked a man.When people are angry, they will inevitably say some nonsense, "What does my concubine think of me? A sharp weapon for fighting for favor and success..."

"Hey, bastard, you can say these words out of your mouth..." Concubine Xian trembled with anger, she slapped the Holy King with her hands, and ran out crying, snatching the door.This was the last time the Holy King saw her...

The sky changed color in an instant, just like switching shots.A round of bright moon hangs high in the nine heavens, and the common people gather around the city gate, their ears are full of noise...

"Burn him, burn him..."

"A monster that harms the country and the people, bewitching the king..."

"Quickly cast a spell and burn him to death, don't let him run away..."

"Collude with the prince and poison my king, I deserve to be killed..."

"Hahaha, stupid subjects. Take a quick look, these idiots think you are a monster! Are you afraid now? They are going to burn you to death..." The holy king laughed and held a torch and slowly approached Xian.In the dungeon, Xian was given a large amount of Fenxiansan, and at this time he was a little delirious.When he saw the person he wanted to protect igniting the stake under his feet, his heart felt as if he had been hit hard by a blunt object.The fire quickly spread throughout his body, scorching his clothing.Xian looked at the Holy King in despair, and asked softly, "Your Highness really wants me to die." Without waiting for his reply, he revealed his real body and flew away.Everyone was terrified by the golden, glittering dragon in front of them. They saw it circle around the palace and then disappeared.This is the night when Xian fell into the lake...

"Xian... Xian!" The holy king woke up from his dream with a trembling body, "Why would this king want you to die?" He propped himself up and sat on the head of the bed with a soft pillow, "These hands are covered with too many people. blood!" Looking at his hands, the Holy King couldn't help but shudder. "This king built with human bones, how disappointed you are by this king!" Shrugging his shoulders and sobbing softly, "This king really doesn't want you to see his most proud disciple turn into a ghost like this!" Not a ghost!"

"Your Majesty, General Lie has been waiting outside the palace for a long time." The maid reminded softly at the door.

"Let him in." The Holy King got up and picked up a robe and put it on. When he opened the door, he saw Lie standing straight in front of the desk in plain clothes.

"What day is it?" Gu Zi, the holy king, walked to the desk and sat down, and asked before dawn.

"Fifth watch, the fourth prince intends to bury the thirteenth prince in the imperial mausoleum, and it has been more than half an hour since he left." Lie reported impatiently.

"It should be like this, let him go." Hearing that this was not a big deal, the Holy King dismissed Lie in a few words when he saw that Lie was so impatient.

"I think His Majesty should go and send the thirteen princes off!" Lie didn't want to waste any more words, some fates were already predestined by the heavens, so why should he meddle in other things, let alone this person in front of him was once the love of his heart...