Prince, take care on the road to chasing your wife

Dong Yu returned to his courtyard, and Jia Mo was practicing sword.

"Your Highness."

Jia Mo took the sword away, and was about to say something to Dong Yu, Dong Yu took a branch and pointed at Jia Mo using the tree as a sword.

"!"

Jiamo didn't seriously block the first attack, and was forced to take a few steps back.

Dong Yu's brows turned cold, and he said sharply, "If you don't want to get hurt, show your true skills."

He was full of anger, if he hadn't been reluctant to hurt Sang Yu, he would really have fought with Sang Yu.

The Wangfu is Xiang Yunqing's Wangfu. Although it is a separate courtyard, Jiamo is right. Living in someone else's home and demolishing someone else's home is a very disadvantageous thing.

Now, in order to understand Qi, he can only compete with Jiamo.

Although Jia Mo was a military commander, he had a delicate mind, he parried twice, and when he saw that His Highness really wanted to fight him, he understood, and he came back after suffering from His Highness the Crown Prince.

Hey!

Sighing silently in my heart, I no longer show mercy, and the two fought hard.

When Fu An came back, he happened to see it, and as soon as he arrived at Sang Yu, he said, "For some reason, this eldest prince fought fiercely with Chief Jia Mo in the courtyard."

Fu An couldn't figure it out, the eldest prince was so unpredictable, with a perverse and violent personality, how could such a righteous and calm leader Jiamo follow him with all his heart.

This is the evaluation and vision of the people around Dongyu.

Why not, he is like that.But it was because he was reluctant to bully that person, he was reluctant to touch Sang Yu, he was reluctant to beat and scold him, and he was almost reluctant to say a few harsh words.

You can only fight with Jiamo, and you can only use some flowers, grass, trees and the like around you as a punching bag.Occasionally, he would naturally vent his anger on the idiots his concubine mother picked for him.

Yes, this is the east corner in the eyes of outsiders.

But he never harmed anyone, even if he unintentionally caused Sang Yu to spend a time in the dungeon, he immediately thought of a way to rescue her.

Some people have vowed to protect someone since they were young, and they have suffered more injuries on the road of overcoming thorns and thorns, resulting in more scars and calluses on the skin. Gradually, the true and pure heart wrapped in the body The heart was hidden very deeply by the thick cocoon, and it was not seen by the world.

"Huh, is this the sweet-scented osmanthus that Lin Lang picked?" Fu'an saw the sweet-scented osmanthus in the house, but didn't see the sadness and sadness in the eyes of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

"Fu'an, young master...how are you?"

He knew that Fu'an had gone to the palace, and he also knew that Fu'an had never been a chatterbox person, so he kept talking non-stop when he came back, he must have heard some bad news in the palace.

That news... is probably about the little prince.

As expected, Fu An's expression froze, and the movements of breaking branches became stiff.

What cannot be said, absolutely cannot be said.If His Highness knew that King Yu had withdrawn the servants and maids around the young master, he wondered how he would feel.

Can't say, never say.

Fu An smiled and said, "Young Master is very kind, King Yu treated him very well."

Sang Yu didn't say anything, just stared at Fu'an, as if to see something.

Fu'an was so guilty that he didn't dare to look into his master's eyes, nor did he dare to let his master see his eyes.

But some people don't have such an idea of ​​calming things down.

Dongyu didn't know when he stopped practicing swords with Jiamo, and came back to the inner room without changing his sweaty clothes, and said bluntly, "King Yu withdrew all of Yun Feiyu's servants and maidservants, leaving no one close to him. , and Yun Feiyu is no longer in the palace."

"!"

Sang Yu's hands trembled secretly, then clenched tightly.

Withdrawing the servants and maids meant that Xiang Chao wanted to abolish Yun Feiyu.

Xiang Yunqing!

you really...

Xiang Yunqing was not much calmer than him when he was looking for someone that day. At that time, he was thinking: King Yu is not as cold as the legend, and he treats the young master with a certain degree of sincerity.

Now it is such a result.

You really are not his lover!

"Fu'an."

He was going to find that person, no matter what, this time he would not let Xiang Yunqing succeed, nor would he hand over the young master to others.

This time...let him atone for it.

Fu An responded, "Your Highness."

"tidy up."

"...where to go."

"Take a picture back."

This sentence made several people in the room stunned.Dongyu and Fu'an thought he was going to find Yun Feiyu, but Lin Lang who happened to come in with the medicine soup thought he was going for a walk.

Hearing that Sang Yu wanted to return to Yitu, Dongyu frowned, "You don't care about him anymore?"

Sang Yu didn't speak.

Don't care, why don't you care, he just wanted to bring the young master back to Yitu, so he told Fu'an to pack his things, and this time he found someone, even if he had a fight with Xiang Yunqing, he would also take the young master away.

Even if the two countries are at war, they can't stop him!

Lin Lang, who doesn't like quietness and has a spring heart, is very reluctant.

Eminem asked her quietly, "But I like so-and-so."

"Ah."

She responded lightly and softly, without refuting.

The person who is pleasing to the heart is His Highness Xinyue Dongyu, but... the person who is pleasing to the heart is not her, but another person.

Look, wherever the man goes, he will follow him. This is not a pleasant feeling, but why.If you don't feel happy, why do you have to be so upset.

Several people left the palace.

Sang Yu secretly sent guards to trace Yun Feiyu's whereabouts, and when he learned that he was going to the Taoist temple in Mengyun Mountain, he rushed there day and night without stopping.

It was also at this moment that his body was dilapidated, and the wind, cold and mountain torrent hit him like a torrent.

"Cough cough!"

Sang Yu coughed again.

Fu An felt distressed and worried, and hurriedly patted him on the back, "Your Highness, just rest here for a while, waiting for your recovery."

"How long will it take to reach Mengyun Mountain?"

He interrupted Fu'an, his voice was trembling, and his breath was slightly unstable, which was because he was coughing violently before.

Dong Yu looked at him from a distance, his eyebrows almost knit together.

The two master and servant said something else, and Fu An came to Dongyu, "Your Highness, please persuade Your Highness the Crown Prince, if this continues, I'm afraid I won't reach Mengyun Mountain..."

dying here.

The slave dared not speak of his master's life or death, but Fu'an understood, and he swallowed back the words.

Dong Yu looked at the person sitting and resting on the rock, and saw that the coughing of the person was slow and continuous, and became more severe each time.

His face became serious.

"Jia Mo, you go to Mengyun Mountain with Fu'an first, the carriage follows you, and the horse is given to me."

After finishing speaking, Dongyu walked towards Sangyu.

"Yes." Jia Mo knew what His Royal Highness meant, so he called Fu An, "Fu An, get in the carriage."

Jiamo is a military general, he marches and fights, he travels a lot, even if he walks a lot, he doesn't think it's a big deal.

In his eyes, Fu'an is no different from ordinary people.

He regarded Fu An as an ordinary person, not a slave, and asked Fu An to enter the carriage.

How dare Fu'an, this is His Royal Highness's carriage, he refused, "Fu'an can go, Chief Jiamo just needs to clear the way."

"Ah."

The two left.

Dong Yu approached the stone, without asking Sang Yu's original intention, just picked up the coughing man and jumped onto the horse.

Sang Yu was startled again, and her tone was cold, "Let go!"

"If you have the ability, you can jump down by yourself." As he said, he clamped the horse's stomach with his legs, and said, "Drive!"

The horse swaggered away.

Sang Yu was jolted by the galloping horse and coughed again. Dongyu was afraid that he would cough himself to death if he coughed twice, so he quickly covered his mouth and nose with a hand.

I was suffocated for a moment.

Sang Yu stared forward in horror, her body twisted instinctively, but Dong Yu held him firmly in his arms, with the vigor to strangle him to death.