His Majesty is ill

However, after only a few steps, he had to stop.

Clutching his chest, Leng Cang was already dripping with sweat.

That day, he heard his younger brother's words clearly, and he also knew that the Qiansihong on his body could not be removed at all.

He closed his eyes, and when he heard the person who followed him just now easily run away from him, he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

If it wasn't for the poison, why would it be like this.

Walking to the side with some difficulty, Leng Cang sat down against the wall, but his brows were furrowed deeper than before.

The sweat on the body was quickly dried by the wind, leaving only the coolness of the whole body.

But Leng Cang didn't mind at all, he was only thinking about the figure he saw just now.

The person you saw just now is him, right?

The one who carved the red line on his wrist, the one he will never forget until he dies.

However, how could he appear here?

Could it be that he came here with the princess of Chen Kingdom?

Thinking of this, Leng Cang's heart had just kindled hope, but it sank again.

He couldn't recall seeing that person in the welcoming procession.

In fact, there is still hope in my heart, right?

Leng Cang still remembers the day when he welcomed the bride, he didn't know what kind of mood he was in, but sitting on the horse, under the majestic appearance, there were searching eyes, until he saw all the people in the grand send-off team. Everyone looked away in disappointment.

In fact, for a moment, he saw his shadow from the bride's body, but after all he shook his head mockingly. After all, they are brothers and sisters, how could they not look like each other?

But, Yuan Yanqing, it is impossible for you to appear here, right?

Leng Cang's mouth curled into a sneer, after going through so many things, it's impossible for them to even forgive, right?

After all, the poisoned sword stabbed too hard.

Forget it, let's go, and find that wayward emperor.

Leng Cang thought, this child, even if he becomes the emperor, still does his own way, why is it that he never grows up?

"General!"

As soon as he stood up, Leng Cang heard a familiar voice, it was Wei Liang.

I saw him running towards me in a hurry, and he arrived in front of me in the blink of an eye, just about to say something, when seeing Leng Cang's appearance, he became anxious and changed the subject: "General, what's wrong with you?

Is it uncomfortable?

Could it be poison..."

"Have you found His Majesty?"

Temporarily ignoring the bitter feeling in his heart, Leng Cang regained his original majesty.

He knew that Wei Liang was concerned about himself, but he always said the same thing, how could he stand such a grind, so he directly interrupted Wei Liang's words.

"what?

His Majesty……"

Only then did Wei Liang realize that he was worried about his own general, he scanned the surroundings with his eyes, and lowered his voice to report: "Go back to the general, we have indeed found His Majesty."

"Where?"

Finally, half of the stone in Leng Cang's heart has been let go, no matter what, it's good to find it.

But Weiliang lowered his head at this time, hesitated for a long time: "In...

exist……"

"Say!"

"In a brothel..."

Weiliang was drunk, and these three words blurted out like a habit.

what?

Leng Cang was stunned, he couldn't believe it.

That young man who still looks a bit innocent on the outside, that handsome son of the state of Qi, that model master who is sincere and obedient to the world, actually went to a brothel on the night of the wedding with his relatives?