Loyal servant

In the morning three days later, Fanta finally woke up from the nightmare.

Two days and two nights of high fever torture made this immature girl weak and dim.The long hair is no longer smooth, the skirt is no longer bright, only a pair of light brown eyes are still bright and soft.She was lying on the rags in the haystack, smiling slightly at me.

I knelt down beside her and gave her water.After brushing away her sweat-drenched hair, she realized that her body, which had previously been heated by a high fever, was now frighteningly cold.

I know that Fanta is leaving.

"Brother Yeli...ahem...Fanta can call you that, right?"

She winked mischievously at me.

"Fanta is very happy. There is Dad, everyone in the clan, pony and lamb... and brother."

Fanta's pure light brown eyes stared at me peacefully, raised his arms with difficulty, and wiped away the tears rolling down my face.

Fanta likes you very much, Fanta is not sad...Fanta will be able to see everyone soon..."

"Brother, sing a song for Fanta."

I choked up and sang this little tune that all Qiang people are familiar with. The little tune fluttered in the air, leading my thoughts back to the long past, the tall and majestic city walls, the sharp swords, and the boundless wilderness.

Fanta's sick face bloomed with golden light in a trance, like a goddess in a temple, full of kindness and tolerance.

I even thought she was going to fly to the sky, to the heaven full of colorful colors.

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Red eyes like jewels

Silver hair like river water

bring tomorrow's sunrise

It's our Tusa Wolf King

Anemones blooming

Splendid splendor Splendid splendor

I will sing for you—

We hugged each other all night, but there was a body that kept getting colder and colder until the first ray of light hit her face in the morning, and I saw the peace that was frozen forever.

I carried her out of the cave, just as I had brought her here.I scraped away the layers of dead grass in the cold winter, and dug up the sand with my hands to let Fanta sleep in it.Buried together was the horse, which was just beginning to rot.

My hands were mixed with blood and mud and grass juice, and they were almost rotten, but I didn't feel any pain at all.Fanta should be happy. She finally returned to the warm land of the grassland. In the spring breeze of the coming year, there will be as beautiful and pure white anemones as her.She will meet the lamb and the tribe in another world, and then play with the pony.

What about me?

Where is my home?

Leaving the cave where I was hiding, I kept walking without purpose, I just felt like I couldn't stop.Sometimes I feel like I have traveled far, far away, and sometimes I feel like I am wandering in place.

There is no destination for me in the distance, and there is no reason for me to devote my life to it.

I walked for a long time, and my limbs were weak from overuse.I gradually broke away from my own consciousness, thinking of nothing, letting my strength and soul go by.

The moment I fell down, I saw your face in a trance.In the corner of Miyagi, he stretched out his hand and smiled at me——

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Anemones blooming

Splendid splendor Splendid splendor

I will sing for you—

The birth of the little prince was not expected by everyone.

He came from a forced marriage, and his noble father took care of him flawlessly.The only mother who should give him warmth thinks he is her stain.He knew from a young age that he was not liked by others.

Parents educate their children, but all he has are regular servants and respectful bodyguards.The brothers all hated the little prince. They said he was a bastard. On this day, they pretended to accidentally push him into the pond.The little prince was extremely cold and very wronged.

Why is he different?Why did he avoid his mother every time he went to see her, the beautiful woman full of his fantasies?

He once asked Master Tai Tu, and Master Tai Tu gently touched his head and said: Because you were born in the emperor's family, you are destined to be different.

Oh, he got it.

It turns out that I was born in an emperor's family, so there are some differences.

He accepted this early on, so when he was nine years old, when his mother died tragically in front of him, he didn't panic and mourn too much.

Without his mother, the unloved prince of alien blood lived alone in the huge palace city.He still enjoys the clothes and food of the prince, but he also has the dark taunts from the servants and the blatant punches and kicks from the brothers.

He is cautious, submissive, and never resists.He knew that one day, he would become the master of this world, with the courage to make people willing to submit.He clearly understands the path he wants to take, and he is ambitious.

Taifu is his trusted teacher, who has given him great help and assisted this young man who has been neglected by everyone to breed a formidable and powerful force in a dark place that no one knows about.

Everything is carefully arranged in the dark, unknown.

The little prince concealed it very well, he deceived everyone perfectly, and he even won the admiration of the always strict Taifu.He thought that everything would be like this.

That's why he was so at a loss when that person reached out to him that day.

The man said to him seriously:

My mother's family name is Yeli Danmu, how about you?

I live outside Miyagi and came with my father...

Because your eyes are beautiful—

He personally killed a sparrow that flew into the yard yesterday with his own hands. Now, the person I met for the first time said: Your eyes are beautiful.

The little prince knew that he was the eldest son of General Bei's family.Showing his sharpness, he is famous in the imperial city.But she didn't expect that he would become her only close friend in the future, they would experience a lot together and see many scenery of the imperial city together.

On the day they bid farewell to their best friend and left the imperial city, the crowd they avoided came to the familiar palace wall.

The warrior who was about to travel knelt in front of the prince on one knee, lowered his head, and showed him his deadly neck. This is the Qiang people's gift of submission.Like a wild wolf willing to put on a collar, Daliang's most prestigious young swordsman put away his arrogance.

"Your Majesty serves Your Majesty." The swordsman raised his head, and looked directly at his best friend, the emperor, with fiery eyes, his dark eyes shining brightly.He made an oath: never betray, always loyal.

Only then did the prince realize that he knew all about his ambition and ten-year plan.

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The general guarding the border is an old friend of the prince, and they haven't seen each other for four years.

The prince was dressed in a black crown embroidered with a dragon pattern embroidered with gold thread, standing in front of the splendid palace, on the top of the high stone steps.He knelt down to heaven and earth, and solemnly accepted the seal representing Daliang.Accepting the kneeling worship of civil and military officials under the stone steps, the courtiers in various official uniforms all said the same congratulations in the same posture, but in his eyes, there was one person missing.

From this moment on, he is the crown prince of Daliang—a foreign bastard who cruelly mutilated his brother Gao Wei as a means.

He was born at the top of power, but he did not enjoy a rich and carefree life. His eyes can see many things that are difficult for those in power to find.After taking power, the emperor reformed many policies and dealt with many people, washing away the decadent atmosphere of the former emperor.

But the emperor had the same idea as his father about the family of veterans who held military strength.

People have praised his wisdom and sage.When issuing orders to the Qiang people, the newly enthroned emperor was very calm.

He charged the frontier general with colluding with foreign races for rebellion, but he did not order to kill the "rebels".He gave that old man a chance, even he himself didn't know what he was looking forward to.

The eldest son of General Bei, the youngest son of Emperor Liang.The alien mother who died young, the indifferent father, and the two who were bound by the fate of the family.

The little prince once chased after that person's unparalleled brilliance, rejoiced in the loyalty of his subjects, and also realized that he had planned deeply for many years and had chosen a path that would eventually fork.They are so similar yet so different, so alone and whole.

Why?Why did the little prince become like this?

They had been best friends, and he had been his most loyal subject.

Maybe I was born in an emperor's family, so there is something different, the emperor thought.Habitually touching the stone carving on his chest, he calmly issued an order to the border.

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When I woke up, there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of my eyes.I don't know when the snow started to fall, and the withered and yellow winter grass has been completely covered.

I struggled to prop up my body, and in the blurred vision, there was a wolf with beautiful silver fur.I have seen him in the paintings of the Qiang nationality, with thin lines and hair like hair.

It stood quietly not far in front of me, and glanced at me with sharp eyes, as if admonishing and punishing.Facing the snowy sky with a long roar, he ran away towards the white dense forest.If it weren't for the hay spread around me, I would have thought everything was an illusion.

I noticed the raw meat in front of me, like a treasure.I didn't want to send it into my mouth and chew it.After eating, I stood up tremblingly, and almost fell forward again.

My mind was clearer than ever before, and the only obsession in my heart was burning like fire.I drink snow, eat the roots of weeds, and move toward the other side of the goal day and night.It turns out that human potential is limitless.

The snow in the northwest is thick and indifferent.I stopped flawlessly to appreciate the wonders, and the snowflakes didn't stop for me either. The snowflakes grazed the corners of my clothes behind me, covering the footprints I walked.

I used to think that the snow would be romantic and tender, fluttering in the sky like a girl's veil, but I didn't expect the snow in the northwest to be so bitingly cold and white.But that's okay, I'm used to living with unmet expectations.

All my memories came back.

I don't know how long I trekked until I saw a towering and solid city.The gates of the city were wide open, and the common people happily carried baskets and led horses in and out of the gates.The city gates no longer need to be guarded, the enemy has been permanently defeated, and there is a cheerful atmosphere everywhere.

After several days and nights of trekking, I have become numb, without the slightest joy of arriving at the destination, and even full of a sense of incompatibility and unreality.I walked into the city among the crowd, peddlers selling horses, shepherds selling horses, and restaurants that were more lively than usual, harmonious and peaceful.I passed by every family and felt like a joke.

A crowd gathers outside a teahouse, eyeing something excitedly in the centre.I stopped at the outermost edge, and the person in front of me glanced back at my torn clothes and messy face with some dissatisfaction, and looked towards the center without saying anything.Through the gaps in the looking heads, I also saw the scenery inside - it turned out to be the storyteller.

"Something you don't know, something you don't know! Rebellious minister and traitor, let me, Li Erqing, tell me in detail!

As mentioned last time, under the guise of guarding the border, the rebel actually made contact with the outside world, and wanted to rebel against Daliang along with his mother clan.Oops!It's a pity that your own general turns into the enemy's general!hateful!

This time, let me tell you that this white-eyed wolf, General Bei, committed crimes in the capital when he was young, and robbed civilian girls.Now the evil bird flies high, raising its own army in our Lincheng.I only know that there is a young general, but I don't know that there is a Liang emperor!Three years later, the rebel secretly ordered the barbarians to attack.As a general, the rebellious minister did not send troops, and the beam was in danger, what should we do! "

The storyteller hammered his leg in extreme grief, and everyone standing there talked and was filled with righteous indignation.Li Erqing took a sip of tea, and when he looked up, he glanced at the crowd calmly.

He went on to say: "Hey! Fortunately, the Holy Majesty came to the throne, with piercing eyes, and recognized the tricks of the rebels. He used thunder to cut off the way of the rebels..." His eyes were full of excitement and pride, dark, emotional Performed full-bodied, everyone concentrated, with satisfied smiles on the corners of their mouths.

"...Three years ago, the traitor was finally killed. I am very happy!...The Holy One is the savior of all of us! Unexpectedly, eight months ago, the Holy One fell into the villain's tricks , whereabouts are still unknown..."

Holding my breath, I withdrew from the center of the crowd, and the whole teahouse was filled with an atmosphere of embarrassment and longing.I closed my eyes, afraid to listen and look again.

In the narrow and dark alley, few people know that this is the back door of the city lord's mansion.The tall guard didn't speak, looked at my face covered with dirty long hair, and walked into the mansion with the token I gave.

A moment later, the city lord came out with eager steps, so excited that he even shed water.

"Your Majesty!" He fell to his knees.

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I changed into a luxurious robe with black background and red pattern, and a beautiful maid put on a dragon crown inlaid with gems for me.

There was joy in the imperial city, and all the ministers finally let go of their hearts and breathed a sigh of relief.

It was just dawn when I got up, which is also the habit I have had since my childhood.I screened everyone away, and went alone to the bamboo forest in the backyard paved with thin frost, not to listen to the birdsong, nor to look forward to the sunrise.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, a stone tablet with no name engraved on it stood peacefully, and beside it was a long black sword with a cold light.

I stood in front of the stele and looked down at the snow-white anemones blooming brilliantly around the stele.

I'm not sorry, just a little sad.

It is above my city wall to send you away from your hometown.

I was the one who kept you on the frontier.

It is me who looks into the distance every night, overlooking the direction of the northwest desert.

It was I who ascended the high ranks.

It is me who is hypocritical and wise, cowardly and fiery.

I should bear everything.

From the barren desert of the frontier to the bustling imperial capital, there is a distance of [-] miles. It seems that we will never go back.

I hold tight to the black stone carving you gave me.The murky caressing sound of the bamboo forest sighs for me, sighs.

【end】

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