Flowing Years

On the boat, a man in black stood for a while and then walked down the bird platform.

"My lord," the person who had been waiting for a long time stepped forward, "'Yi' is waiting for the lord in the Lu room." This person is the personal guard "Se" of the man in Xuanyi.

The man in Xuanyi nodded and walked towards Lu's room.

"Yi" heard the footsteps, his eyes lit up, and he looked at the familiar figure slowly approaching printed on the door, and his heart tightened faintly.

The man in Xuanyi who pushed the door and came in cast a glance.

"Master..." "Yi" just opened his mouth, then paused, slightly lost and then returned to normal, "Master!"

The man in Xuanyi caught her momentary change of mood in just one glance, raised his eyebrows, and put the purple bamboo flute that was broken in two on the table.

"Yi" looked up, frowned, and immediately knelt down in front of the man in Xuanyi.

"How many times have you used it?" the man in Xuanyi said coldly.

"Only once today." "Wing" replied.

"If I didn't pick up this flute today, are you sure you won't be suspected?" Xuanyi said humanely.

"The Lord atones!" "Yi" was covered in cold sweat.

"I have always disliked subordinates who make their own decisions!" the man in Xuanyi said coldly.

"My lord, please punish me!" "Wing" fell down.

"This is not an example! Make a note this time." The man in Xuanyi said in a deep voice.

"Thank you, Lord!" "Wing" loosened his back slightly.

"What is the origin of the other person?" Xuanyi asked humanely.

"A doctor with superb medical skills." "Yi" naturally understood that the "other person" in Xuanyi's mouth was the third person besides the prince and the general.

"Doctor?" The man in Xuanyi raised his eyebrows slightly, "Didn't your master tell you that you should not underestimate the enemy?" I was surprised, but not because of the consequences, but because the other party had such a poisoner, and I didn't know it at all.

"Yi" thought of that skinny doctor, did he lose his sight?

"Remember, be more law-abiding. You should understand your responsibilities and the consequences of being exposed." The man in Xuanyi glanced at her.

"Yi" narrowed his brows and eyes: "Yes!"

With a wave of Xuanyi's hand, "Yi" left quietly.

In the night, the water rippled, and a shadow flashed into the side window rail of the ship, as fast as lightning and as quiet as falling dust.

"Se" stepped forward from the dark and asked the man in Xuanyi: "My lord, do you want to send someone to inform the people over there?"

The man in Xuanyi looked at the dancing candles on the table, those fools, not to mention that they had no effect at all, and even folded them a bit.In his eyes, although those stupid people are nothing but death in the end, it is not yet time to give up.If there is a problem with those stupid people now, it will affect their plans if they can't say it.

"Send a message to remind me." Xuanyi said humanely.

"Yes!" "Se" nodded and left.

The "stupid person" in Xuanyi's mouth frowned when he received the news, and slashed at the person waiting for instructions: "Kill!"

The person who was standing on the side waiting for instructions looked up in surprise, but seeing the firmness in the eyes of the person sitting upright, he said, "Yes!"

In an instant, the assassins who had just sent out a surprise attack were killed immediately.

In Wuzhe Town, two chariots parked outside the inn.Two well-dressed people got out of the chariot.

Qiyuan got off the chariot slowly, relaxed his numb body, and looked around slightly with his eyes.

"Father, hurry up! The dried tofu is going to be cold!" shouted a child, limping ahead with a paper bag.

Qiyuan heard the sound and looked around, only to see that the child had a disease in his legs and feet, but his face was full of smiles.

"Chi'er, slow down." Seeing the luxurious chariot ahead, the man in Confucian uniform who was following behind couldn't help but hurried up to hold the child's hand, for fear that his child would bump into those luxuriously dressed people.

Qi Yuan looked at the two of them and smiled faintly, like the fragrance of night orchids in the night, peaceful and beautiful.Blessed are those who are ill and never abandon their relatives.He couldn't help thinking of when he was a child, and his father loved him so much.

After taking two steps without being startled, he found that Qiyuan was lingering, so he couldn't help but look back at him impatiently.With just one glance, Qiyuan looked at the two father and son with a faint smile, with envy and pity in his eyes.Don't be surprised to remember that that day, that person had seen the father and son on the window sill, and the smiles on their faces were so peaceful, with more pity and less envy.

The people around Bu Jing noticed the impatience flashing across Bu Jing's face, and when they wanted to urge him, they were held down by Bu Jing.

"Go in." The impatience on Bu Jing's face has disappeared, and his voice is peaceful.

The people around Bu Jing were a little surprised. After this day, it was obvious that the emperor was really impatient with King Ning An.King Ning An took a while to eat, and the emperor frowned.Because King Ning'an was not used to sitting in chariots, he walked slowly, and the emperor frowned again.Rarely this time, the emperor calmed down a bit.Logically, they had plenty of time to rush to the capital of Xiaxia, so there was no need to rush like this, but the emperor still felt that it was too much time, and hurried on as if there was something urgent.

Qi Yuan came back to his senses and looked at Bu Jing, who never caught colors other than coldness and impatience in Bu Jing's eyes.

Not surprised, but turned back immediately, and stepped into the inn.

Qiyuan withdrew his gaze, followed behind, and walked in, followed by a group of guards.

In the private room on the second floor, the attendants removed the used dishes, served tea, and left.

Bu Jing took two sips of tea and got up.

"Your Majesty..." Qi Yuan put down his teacup and called out hesitantly.

Don't be surprised to look at the abyss.

"Chendi wants Xiao Linzi to go to the street to have a look and buy some scrolls back." Qiyuan's eyes reflected the sparkle of the candlelight, with a little hope and a little caution, "Can... can you? "Qiyuan understands that he will be sent to the enemy country as a hostage, and he cannot leave casually, but he asks his servants to go out to buy some things, and I don't know if the emperor will agree.

Bu Jing looked at Qiyuan, the prince who was once favored by his father and sealed a wealthy land, is now sent to the enemy country as a hostage.

Qiyuan saw that the emperor looked at him without saying a word, and the brilliance in his eyes gradually faded: "Your Majesty, my younger brother will take his leave."

"Wait in the room." Bu Jing said, and walked out of the private room.

Qiyuan raised his head and looked at the back of the emperor leaving, feeling a little puzzled in his heart.Do you mean agree or disagree?

Qiyuan collected his thoughts and went back to his room, regardless of whether the emperor agreed or not.Originally, I also wanted to buy a few books, to learn about this Xiaxia which is different from Mosang.Disagree, Qiyuan was only disappointed for a moment, and it was not a big deal.

After the time for a cup of tea, when Bujing came to Qiyuan's room, Qiyuan was leaning on the couch, with his eyes closed, comfortably being kneaded by Xiao Linzi.Unsurprised, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows. As expected of a spoiled prince, one can tell from this technique that he is very good at enjoying himself.

"Your Majesty!" Xiao Linzi knelt down in fright when he saw the two people coming in from nowhere.

Hearing the words, Qiyuan immediately raised his eyes and stood up: "Your Majesty..."

Bu Jing waved his hand and said to the people behind him: "Change your face for the prince."

The people behind nodded and looked towards Qiyuan.

Qiyuan was stunned, not understanding what the emperor was going to do to him, he let the man change his outer shirt and smear his face.

"Okay." The man withdrew his hands and stood behind Bu Jing.

Qiyuan suspiciously picked up the mirror beside the couch and made a move, seeing an unfamiliar face.

"Let's go." Bu Jing turned around and put a mask on his face.

Qiyuan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and then he realized the intention was to take him out.

Coming out of a bookstore, Bu Jing and Qi Yuan walked on the street in a leisurely manner.The streets at this time were not as lively as the previous Harvest Festival, with only a few stalls here and there, a few people walking around, and lanterns swaying gently in the night wind.Thinking of that person, he was also on this street, holding a white lotus incense seat in his hand, and people came and went, smiling faintly, like a clear spring.I have been to this street several times, but I have never looked at this street in such a detailed way like this time, because I am nostalgic for those few pictures, and look at the places on this street where those pictures used to be.

Qiyuan didn't notice the strange look on Bu Jing's face, he just looked at the scroll he bought in his hand with satisfaction.

"Go eat Douhua." He looked at the alley with a smile in his eyes.

"Huh?" Qi Yuan was slightly taken aback, not understanding what Douhua is.In Mozambique, there is no bean curd.

"It's delicious." Bu Jing smiled and walked towards the alley.

Only then did Qiyuan realize that there was a smile in the emperor's eyes, and it was the first time he saw a smile in the emperor's eyes.

After taking two steps without being startled, he realized that Qi Yuan was left behind in a daze, so he couldn't help but look back at him, and gave him a gesture of urging.

Qiyuan came back to his senses and followed immediately.