Xiao Jiu

51.

The little prince only felt that the remaining hope in his heart was being shattered bit by bit.

At this moment Lord Yan was standing behind the emperor, only a foot away from him, but he never dared to look back again.

The emperor faced the little prince with a smile as usual, and asked with concern: "Why is Xiao Jiu looking so bad today?"

The little prince's pale face didn't show any waves, and he cupped his hands towards the emperor: "Thank you for your concern, my brother just suffered from the wind and cold a few days ago."

After hearing this, the emperor immediately sent someone to bring up a fox fur, and put it on for the little prince himself.The ministers in the audience saw it, and they all said that the emperor had a deep affection for the prince.

For the dinner that day, a dance team from the Western Regions was specially arranged to perform in front of the emperor's seat.The emperor was very interested, and watched the whole process seriously, and would discuss a few words with the little prince from time to time.

The little prince answered absent-mindedly, feeling too much puzzlement in his heart.

He couldn't figure it out, now that he was no longer a threat to the emperor, and life and death were just a matter of one sentence, so why should he pretend to be a brotherly brother.

He also didn't understand why the person who held hands and kissed him affectionately the night before could stand behind others in the blink of an eye and trample on his own sincerity.

The little prince smiled wryly in his heart, that's all, let them go.

At this moment, the audience was drinking wine, singing and dancing, and the little prince just sat quietly on the seat, his heart was surprisingly peaceful.

For a moment, he even felt that everything in this world had nothing to do with him.Life or death, love or hate, has nothing to do with him.

52.

What happened that night, many years later, whenever the little prince recalled it, he would still feel a sharp pain in his heart.

At that time, he was still immersed in his own world, so that when something happened, he didn't have time to react.

It was a dancer from the Western Regions in the center of the stage. At the moment when the music reached its climax, he suddenly pulled out a dagger from his boots, and rushed towards the emperor with the sound of drums.

There were screams from the audience, and the little prince who was sitting next to the emperor got up in a hurry, and before he could stand still, he was pushed away by a figure pushing from behind.

"Lingqing!"

Lord Yan's shout rang in his ears, and the little prince who was pushed to the ground widened his eyes in disbelief.

That is the name of the emperor.

At such a critical moment, the little prince's stubborn head unexpectedly turned around, and some facts that he had ignored for many years became clear at this moment.

But it was too late for him to think about it, he struggled to sit up from the ground, only to see the bright dagger flashed past his eyes, and then sank straight into Master Yan's chest.

Master Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, and knelt down straight in front of the young prince.

53.

The emperor was surrounded by guards rushing up to escort him away, and the assassin lost his hand and fled in chaos.

The little prince watched Lord Yan slowly fall down in front of his eyes. At that moment, the world was spinning, as if his whole body was taken away.

His body was shaking non-stop, trembling, he crawled over to see his Lord Yan.

Fresh blood kept gushing out from Lord Yan's chest, and as soon as it came out, it merged with the crimson robe, making it impossible to see how much blood had flowed.

Tears poured out of the young prince's eyes in an instant, and he knelt beside Lord Yan and shouted his name.

Lord Yan's vision has become blurred, and it took a lot of effort to distinguish the face of the person in front of him.

He felt in a daze that there might be more tears falling down that small face than the blood flowing out of his chest, and he really wanted to raise his hand to wipe it off for him, but in the end he still fell powerlessly.