After I was reborn, I was scumbag

Following Ruan Jue's words, what fell to the ground was the seal of jade pendant representing the identity of the Prince of Daliang.

The precious accessories were torn by Shao Guan and thrown on the stone floor, discarded like shoe shoes, the clouds were light and the wind was light, without nostalgia.

"What are you still doing in a daze! Hurry up and stop the prince!"

Emperor Liang looked at Shao Guan's movements with a pale face, but his cloudy eyes changed little by little.

It seemed that because Shao Guan's tone was too indifferent and decisive, he reached out and wanted to grab the boy's sleeve, but what he got in exchange was to fall off the bed in embarrassment and fall to the ground.

The Imperial Forest Army guarding outside the hall heard the weak cry of Emperor Liang, and immediately drew their swords and ran towards the gate of the hall, but before they got close to Shao Guan's side, the young man stopped in place in shock.

The boy who had taken off his precious accessories, his clothes were still dripping with rain, and his black hair was sticking wetly to his shoulders.

Only the nobleness that seems to be inherent in the children of the royal family makes the young man not look so embarrassed and ridiculous.

He is thin in stature, but has a straight spine.

Before reaching the age of the crown, he should have been a vigorous young man fighting eagles and riding horses in the courtyard of a wealthy family, and he should have been a noble son with friends and companions surrounded by thousands of people.

But he has experienced life and death early, and knows that the Tian family is ruthless.

The long sword was unsheathed, with a cold light shining, but it did not point at the soldiers of the Royal Forest Army, but lay across his neck.

The cold blade clings to the skin on the side of the neck, and the chill penetrates into the scalding blood, rushing through the limbs.

With his back to Emperor Liang, he spoke loudly to the stunned soldiers of the Royal Forest Army under the steps, his voice was so hoarse that he almost lost his voice.

"I'm no longer the prince of Daliang! If someone wants to stop you, you don't need to do it..."

He held the hilt of the sword trembling slightly, and took a small step forward, as if if he pressed harder, bright red blood would splash out from that pale skin.

"But look to the northwest!"

"How many people are there, and they haven't been back to their hometown for more than ten years! How many people are there, their bones are crushed in the pile of dead people, and it's not even clear whose heads and hands belong to them!"

"They are guarding the peace here to the death. This peace is not something that the king of a country can trample on and use as a plaything!"

No one expected that such "rebellious" words would come out of Shaoguan's mouth. In a trance, the soldiers of the imperial forest army could hardly connect the hoarse boy in front of them with the usually gentle and elegant prince.

Emperor Liang was hurriedly helped up by the eunuch, staring at the back of Shao Guan not far away, who was merged into the darkness, his eyes were a little confused.

"I...Isn't it all for your face, for the face of the royal family?! I love those soldiers more than anyone else, and I love the people in Daliang, it's just—"

"Just what?"

Shao Guan didn't turn around, nor did he look back. It seemed that he had completely given up on it. The warmth in his heart had long since been stabbed and riddled with holes by his biological father. It was nothing.

"It's just that the father cares more about his face and dignity, so in order not to let me know, a secret decree colluded with the people of Wei, and let Murong Xing go to the northwest to die?!"

"Presumptuous! I—"

There was an earth-shattering coughing sound, and Emperor Liang seemed to have aged ten years in an instant. His thin body was supporting the thick and complicated dragon robe, and he could not pronounce a single word.

Shao Guan listened to the tone of voice behind him, a smile appeared on the corners of his lips, his black eyes seemed to be drenched by rain, so dark that they couldn't see a gleam of light.

He held his sword and continued to walk forward, even if the Imperial Forest Army surrounded in front did not take a step back.

"Guan'er!" Emperor Liang's voice seemed far away, so unreal, "You won't be so naive, thinking that you can leave the palace after saying these words?!"

"You come back... Father doesn't want to..."

Don't want to kill him ruthlessly?

Don't want to leave a notoriety of killing parents and children in the history books?

Still don't want him to spread these dirty deeds, and don't want him to go to the northwest to save Murong Xing? !

Thousands of questions came to his lips, but only a low sigh remained.

"Up to now, I naturally never thought that I would be able to leave here alive."

"Father wants to put me under house arrest, it's better to watch me die here, it's easier and clean."

The young man's body touched the tip of the knife held by the Imperial Forest Army.

As if he didn't realize it, he continued to walk forward, but the veins on the back of his hand were exposed, and the blade of the sword was carved into his skin, bleeding out.

It seemed that in the next second, the sharp blade would cut across his own neck neatly.

"Guan'er! No—"

The iron-black city wall of Jiayuguan is several feet tall, standing among the mountains. Standing at the top, you can easily see the vast Gobi in the distance.

"Tell me, Prince Murong led his troops to attack the Wei people's granary. Why hasn't there been any news for so long..."

As soon as the soldier on guard asked, he was glared at by his colleagues: "Don't mention Prince Murong! I was patrolling outside the main tent last night. Guess what I heard the generals discussing inside?"

"What did you hear?"

The man hooked his hands to signal his companion to come over, and lowered his voice: "The generals said that the overseer is dead! His Majesty's secret decree says that the son of Murong is treasonous, and he will kill him without pardon!"

The soldier was horrified: "You're not kidding me, are you? The matter of collaborating with the enemy has been clarified a long time ago, it's just a rumor... His son is so good, how could it be possible—"

"Shut up, you! Whether the prince is good or not, we have the final say! Fortunately, there is no news about the prince, and the team that raided the granary has not returned, otherwise, there is probably a grand feast!"

The soldier was sighing and muttering in his heart, suddenly his eyes froze, and he looked down the city wall.

A small black dot is particularly eye-catching in the desolate mountain forest.

"Hey, look, is there someone there?"

"who?"

The black shadow magnified little by little, and the soldiers threw a few torches in the distance in surprise. The raging flames dispelled a small piece of darkness, and surrounded a face full of blood and dust.

"That's... that's... His Royal Highness Murong?"

The two outpost soldiers pushed and shoved, their voices almost changing their tune.

In my memory, the young man who commanded Ruoding in front of the battle should be dressed in thin armor and light fur, with handsome features as cold as snow, elegant and dignified.

But the person who was driving towards them not far away had torn clothes, feathered arrows pierced into his shoulders and arms, and his ink clothes were so black that they had been soaked in blood countless times.

Even those eyes that were flickering with cold light seemed to be extinguished, and no trace of life could be seen.

"My son—"

The soldier was covered by his companion.

"You are crazy! This is His Majesty's decree to kill the unpardonable person! Hurry up and stop him, I will report to the general!"

"But..." The soldiers' hearts trembled, and they realized that the person walking towards them was no longer Prince Pingxihou who could be loved and admired as they were.

"But... the prince treats us so well, if the general wants to kill him..."

Before he finished speaking, his companion had already rushed towards the main tent, as if he saw a gambler with a reward of a thousand taels, and he didn't care about his affection at all.

The soldier was stunned for a while, then loosened his hand holding the knife, and picked up the kettle beside him instead.

He walked towards the traitor.

Normally, he never had the chance to see Murong Shizi so close, but now that he saw it, he found that there were so many scars on the young man's body, and the feather arrows were almost connected to the flesh.

Even if he is also a man, he has to admit that he has a very good-looking face, thin and tired, with black eyes, dim phoenix eyes, and dried blood stains.

He suddenly trembled, not daring to think about these days, in the vast Gobi, what made Murong Shizi become what he is now.

"You...the general guarding the city, did you not convey His Majesty's will to kill me?"

The hoarse voice was not like a human being, but more like the whisper of a ghost in a country cemetery.

The soldier was not afraid, he was in his teens, it was the time when he was full of passion and reverence for heroes.

The emperor, the imperial decree, is too far away from him.

He only knew that it was the young man in front of him who led them to repel the enemy countless times, and he only knew that it was the young man in front of him who left rice grains for them and ate wild vegetables by himself every time.

He handed over the water bottle in his hand.

"My lord, drink it quickly...and these cakes, I've saved all the dry food for three days, and I'll give it to you."

He watched the knuckle-boned hands take the kettle with difficulty, and watched the man drink the water from the jug in one gulp.

"Thank you……"

Before he could answer when he heard the voice, he was suddenly pushed back slightly.

"But you should go back... If you do this, I will implicate you."

Along with the calm voice, there was an angry shout behind him.

"Murong Xing! As the prince of Pingxi, you are deeply favored by the emperor, how dare you commit treason!"

"You killed the supervising army in the Gobi, and you dare to go back to Jiayuguan!"

The soldier was stunned, and he immediately recognized that these yells were from the general who had always been respectful to Murong Xing, and he stood there in a daze.

"Go back quickly..." The people behind were calm and calm, as if they had expected it a long time ago, but at the end of the voice, there was an extremely complicated sigh.

"If you don't leave, I can't keep your..."

He took advantage of the darkness and no one noticed him, entered the mountains and forests, and returned to the sentry post.

Almost in a few breaths, hundreds of torches illuminated the gate, and countless arrows pointed at the people who guarded the gate together with them in the bright lights.

The long and narrow phoenix pupils were bloodshot, tired, sad, and numb, reflecting the roaring flames.

"How much reward did His Majesty promise for my head?"

Is it true that the Wei people I killed with my hands are not as rewarding as His Majesty's?

There was a long silence.

Those who wanted to kill him to take the bounty were afraid that they would not be able to win that head.

Thinking of fellowship, those who want to let him go are reluctant to part with their wealth and life.

Murong Xing stood alone against ten thousand people, his figure seemed so lonely in the interplay of light and darkness.

"Bold! How dare you utter wild words to offend His Majesty! I advise you to be arrested quickly, and I can leave you with a whole body!"

Murong Xing murmured, he was afraid that Shao Guan would not be able to recognize him if he saw his body too ugly.

"His Royal Highness... are you still in Sichuan?"

"The whole body... that's fine..."